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Oct 2022
He was a strong, hard drinking man.
His charm was never contained.
You loved him and wanted to be him.
He was a scoundrel you'd never hate.
He charmed his way into my grandma.
He showed me how to live in bars and
how to make people laugh out loud,
take French Leave from a boring crowd.
William J Donovan
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William J Donovan  75/M/Charlotte, NC
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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