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Exaggeratin’ here, but feels like he’s got 9 lives—dodges injuries like a cat. Once saw him limp off, thought he’s done—next week, droppin’ 30. What the hell? Made me yell at my TV—fuckin’ unreal. Oh, and the humor—his nickname’s “Ghost” on the street, ‘cause he’s sneaky-quiet. Teammates joke he’d hustle a brothel—ya know, the other kind—for extra cash. Hilarious, but I’d bet he’d suck at it—too spaced out.

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“Hookers. Murder. Boxing. Author Patrick Connor lays out the promise of all three right there in the title of his first book, 'Shot at a Brothel' delivering.

So there you go. PWillard (us) is chaotic, colourful, and crammed with surprises. I’m buzzin’ just thinking about it. "All right, let's do this!" as our good mate Joy would cheer. I’m well in love with it—though sometimes it makes me mad, then happy, then mad again. Life, innit?

Jean Barlow Willard Obituary October 15, 2024