Mechanical problem blamed in deadly hayride crash

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9. Suburbans are tough, a friend of the family,

Bruce had a Suburban, he also owned the side of a mountain in the Berkshires, that's some steep terrain. In '74 six of us piled in and off we went to Micquelon, about 900 miles north of Albany. The drive up the Northway was effortless. Ever since I swear by them.

Bruce and his Suburban couldn't be separated. He would carry a 16' aluminum v-hull on top of it with a 20 horse Merc inside. As a taxidermist he had plenty of time to fish whenever and where ever he wanted, if he saw a spot he liked he would take the boat off and on by himself.

One day we were both in the same narrow isle at the local lumber yard. That's when it struck me how big he was. I was 5-11 and had to look up 4" to see the tops of his shoulders. Then I understood how he could throw that boat around like some kind of toy - I had to stretch just to reach the top of his truck.

Didn't mean to get carried away with stories, csziggy.