Don’t you worry about all those electrical lines shriveling yours up?’ ‘At least mine won’t shrivel up from lack of use.’ My turn to scowl�...Manny had me there. He’d been going with a girl named Helena for the last few months. I was surprised to find she was a fair bit younger than Manny, but she was cool and we got along. She even offered to set me up with a friend of hers. I surprised no one more than myself when I said maybe another time, but it was the honest answer. For the first time since. By then he had surpassed his own father, who had his store just down the block. Hank had two trucks and two “stores” or units, while my Grandpa Carmine only had one of each.During my school years he sometimes gave me jobs helping out with deliveries to various grocers around New York. I was quite skinny then, and initially he was skeptical about my ability for that kind of labor. He was impressed when I hung on and was able to handle the job.He was the only relative who ever took me out for. I walked past and into the Student Union where I was lucky enough to share an office. The bag was duly deposited under my desk and I wandered back outside where my vision in loveliness awaited me.Rather than leading me onto the main road passing the college I was led by the hand, happily, up through the campus and up a path which cut straight up the side of the hill on which Lincoln was built. We walked eastwards, the view to the south across the roofs of the city, the river and to the tree. What happened to Jerry?"Jon closed his eyes for a moment and frowned. Then he looked at her with deep sadness. He swallowed hard. "He saved my life, Barb. The perp we were called out to question had a gun. He pulled it and fired on us through a window. Jerry pushed me down and he got hit in the back. It's pretty bad. He's in surgery right now. The doctor's aren't sure if he's going to make it."I dragged him behind our car for cover and radioed for backup and an ambulance and I stayed with him.