A few years ago I was scanning the old newspaper reels of film looking for information about my classmates. I was preparing a booklet for our reunion, but was often side tracked by something else I read. Imagine the fun I had when I came across this letter to the newspaper by a 1949 Scranton High School graduate. The newspaper was from 1952.
Marvin Grisso was my uncle, one of the younger brothers of my mother. He was a sailor that seemed to always be at sea. I loved it when he would come and make a surprise visit to school. He returned to see his former teachers and administrators whenever he came home. And, of course, he came to see me.
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