Our little WI town lost one of my best Mopar buddies and neighbor. Foreman for a blacktop company was working late last Friday and tipped over dead from a heart attack at 60. He had been complaining for 4 years of episodes of severe chest pain and having a hard time breathing. His "cure" was to go for a 1/2 hour walk behind his house until the pains subsided. Heavy smoker and high strung all his life didn't help things a bit. My wife chewed him a new one more than once telling him to get his *** to a doctor. Of course he never listened. One of the best friends a guy could ever ask for and would do anything for anybody. I'll never forget the time when we finally blacktopped our driveway after living with gravel forever. It was like a 15K job which we had drug our feet on getting done for years. Anyway, 2 days after its done and the barricades are taken down, the crazy bastard comes over in his 70 Cuda and proceeds to do a 40 yard burnout on it, lol. We drug many old Mopars and piles of parts home together over the years. Heres to you Stoney Tony
, I'll miss you.
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