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School photo of John Verga
Reconnected

John Verga

Written June 5 1967

Reconnected through his wife, Danette.

Letter L04 · St. Ann School, Gloucester · 1967

The letter to Russell

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St. Ann School Glou. Mass June 5 1967 Dear Russ, I'm glad you [covered by loose portrait] ack in the States. I am sorry for your friends who died in [possibly: Vitnan]. I hope you made a lot of friends in the hospital. A lot of people are praying for you. Like the whole [possibly: fouth] Grade. Once I saw on the the news with fighter planes over [possibly: Vitnam]. They look good in the sky. Once I saw a men who had a long pipe and a piece of board on the bottom he looks for minds. [possibly: Ha] Russ I'm on a baseball team called Ward Three. I'm shortstop. Our nexts game is tonight. When we
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play them we are going to kill [possibly: them] with so man[cut off at photo edge] homeruns. They will star[cut off at photo edge] crying. Your friend, John Verga[?]

About the photo: His family confirmed this is John. The same school photo was lying loose on his letter.

Some words are cut off or covered in this photograph. A clearer scan will be added.

Today

John today

His wife, Danette, shared this photo of John today.

School photo of John Verga
1967. School photo.
John Verga today
Today. Shared by Danette.

For Sister Flatley

A photo of John today, for Sister Flatley

I'm putting together updates for Sister Flatley, the class's teacher (Sister Roselle back then), probably printed. If you're comfortable, add a note or a photo of John today, and I'll include it.

John would like Sister Flatley to know she was the best teacher he had at St. Ann's, and he truly felt she understood him.

Danette, John's wife

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