My Uncle Geno. He is greatly missed. He used to play guitar and we used to sing together. He would sneak me cartons of cigarettes when I was still a minor. He made up a lot of songs and he was always at my Dad's house. Take a listen: here
My Uncle Geno. He is greatly missed. He used to play guitar and we used to sing together. He would sneak me cartons of cigarettes when I was still a minor. He made up a lot of songs and he was always at my Dad's house.
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