I got to know one of ink Tripuka's son's and broth of Kelly but due to a memory that is wiping out things like names in the past, I can't remember his first name but he worked at Fidelity national babk and came into our main office and was instrumental in setting up our ban's relationship. My boss at the time was a full-fledged dick who was jealous of me knowing who this man's brother was and almost had a stroke right then and there. I've never seen a person's face that red even in endurance type of sports. I'm thinking now John ztribuka and we talked about how Kelly was ding at the time. My boss eventually died of an aneurysm bending over to check the tire pressure of his Porche after a run in Watkins Glen. A lot of irony there for anyone who knew him. Not the most loved guy in town but he didn't deserve that.Extreme HBP in a pressure activity that put him down.
