This a
picture of Mickey Griffin that I took at a Varner Reunion a few years ago. He is an childhood friend. The reason I am reflecting on Mickey today is
that I ran into him at Kroger's yesterday.
He was standing outside talking to a friend.
We didn't
shake hands - before I warned him about my bad cold. I asked him did his family still have
anything to do with the annual Saint Patrick's Day Parade in Atlanta. He said no, that was mostly his late father.
I remembered
his older sister and her name. She is
living in East Marietta he said. She was
several years older than us and had her driver's license. One time, late at night she took us to the
Dairy Queen on Roswell Street and Park Street.
Mickey was
neighbors with Larry Holcomb, Van Calloway, Eddie Gocha, and last but not
least Jimmy Pat Presley. Jimmy Pat had a bad influence on us all. He was daring and it rubbed off on us.
Mickey used
to come to my Atlanta Journal paper route dump off place at the corner of
Manget and Frasier Streets and help me fold the papers and sometimes walk
around with me and Skipper (my dog) as I delivered the papers. We talked about universal topics, such as girls
and more girls.
Mickey with
his family lived on Alexander Circle, at the corner of Phillips Drive. They either lived next door to Billy and Rita
Delk or the Griffins moved and the Delks moved into their house.
It is always
a pleasure when I run into him.
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