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“Bubby passed away at 5:30 a.m. – “ Verna wrote in her e-mail. I stopped reading, and sat quiet for a while nursing memories. Time enough to learn about “arrangements” later. But I had to smile. We both thought of this gentle giant – this man whose life had impacted thousands, perhaps indirectly millions – as “Bubby.” Certainly, Bubby was no Bubba. I never asked anyone how he got his nickname. It’s just what we called him all through school even as he grew very tall and handsome and his voice deepened into a booming resonance.
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