Mitch was a good friend to all. We were in scouts together (Troop 155), and once, at Treasure Valley, we put a small green snake in his canteen. Don't know if Lyman or Ollie were involved in that stunt, but we all thought it was hilarious when Mitch took a drink. I've often wished, since then, that we hadn't done it.
Mitch died in an auto accident in Harrisburg, PA, in September, 1968. He rests in Saint Patrick's Cemetery.
Mitch was a Hot Rodder and had a 1956 Ford 2 door that was two tone tan and white with a highly modified engine. During the summer of '63 I bought a car from Lenny Benoit and we replaced the engine in Mitch's yard. In our hurry to drive it afterward we didn't fasten the hood down properly and it flew up over the top as we were speeding down Hill St. Later Mitch dropped me off in front of my house and left a real long streak of rubber when he drove off. It was there a long time and upset my dad every time he saw it.
I grew up near Mitch and he and my brother Bill were close friends and also worked on cars together. Frank Szerlag and his sisters, Mitch, my brother and I, Louie Dykstra and his sister and Lorraine Morin all used to play baseball together in the cow field and Mitch had deemed that home plate be right next to the freshest cow dropping which we girls weren't too happy about. He was a great friend and neighbor.
Doug Carr
Mitch was a good friend to all. We were in scouts together (Troop 155), and once, at Treasure Valley, we put a small green snake in his canteen. Don't know if Lyman or Ollie were involved in that stunt, but we all thought it was hilarious when Mitch took a drink. I've often wished, since then, that we hadn't done it.
Mitch died in an auto accident in Harrisburg, PA, in September, 1968. He rests in Saint Patrick's Cemetery.
George Waters
Mitch was a Hot Rodder and had a 1956 Ford 2 door that was two tone tan and white with a highly modified engine. During the summer of '63 I bought a car from Lenny Benoit and we replaced the engine in Mitch's yard. In our hurry to drive it afterward we didn't fasten the hood down properly and it flew up over the top as we were speeding down Hill St. Later Mitch dropped me off in front of my house and left a real long streak of rubber when he drove off. It was there a long time and upset my dad every time he saw it.
Patricia Roy (Berard)
I grew up near Mitch and he and my brother Bill were close friends and also worked on cars together. Frank Szerlag and his sisters, Mitch, my brother and I, Louie Dykstra and his sister and Lorraine Morin all used to play baseball together in the cow field and Mitch had deemed that home plate be right next to the freshest cow dropping which we girls weren't too happy about. He was a great friend and neighbor.