By Dan Schmitt

I suppose my journey began one afternoon during Christmas break in 1964 when I was 16. One of the few activities my friends and I did indoors during the cold, snowy north-central Wisconsin winters was play basketball. We were at the YMCA in my hometown when “THEY” arrived and put a dent in my sheltered existence.

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