" If you put it that way, I have no choice, but we're the ones taking a big loss this time. Next time it will be your turn." No it won't Darrin, becau...e there isn't going to be a next time. I want you to close all my accounts with you, as of right now. I'll have my father contact you tomorrow about his accounts. When you close my accounts, every penny better be credited, just like it should be, or else we'll take our complaint to the exchange." Kenny, I didn't mean it that way. I just wanted. This looked like the right time.Of course Mr. DeLuca put him out into retirement and he assumed a new identity to remain hidden and apparently dead, but Russ was still burning for the chance to get some payback. Now was the time for it, and I gave him one heck of a surprising phone call."Russ? Hello, this is your old friend Jonny ... how are you doing?" Jon! I'm doing okay; I suppose ... how did you get this number? Is it is safe?" Everything's secure. That idiot Wes and his buds have killed. Lee’s surrender at the courthouse without any difficulty.When we transitioned from Carolina up into the Virginia area, we found dozens of “pockets” of Confederate resistance. The battle-trained Sherman forces generally just shot the rebels where they ran them down but the New York troops were more restrained and captured a whole gaggle of them and we had to corral them inside a pen of sorts and then we had to feed them and take care of their wounds and sickness just like they were our adopted. ”While wrestling the wooden platform into one of the sections of pipe, Dante said, “I never thought I’d spend an afternoon doing this.”Beamer said, “I grew up thinking that I’d be a brain surgeon or something like that. I never thought that a bottle of booze would be more important to me than saving lives. I never thought I’d spend my life wandering the streets, sleeping in alleys, or eating out of trash cans.”Dante didn’t answer. There wasn’t anything for him to say that Beamer hadn’t already.