Trisharooni

By trisharooni

Gregg

I was getting desperate for a blip and spied him coming out of the deli, obviously in a hurry. I bailed him up, told him about my mission and asked him to stand still.
He was bemused but obliging.

He?s a bit of a local identity in our town and has many strings to his bow; radio producer, environmental reporter, oral historian and all round good guy being a few.

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