Hey, that’s Doug Flynn! I know that voice anywhere. My late father Stan Dyer was his Sunday School Teacher when Doug was a teenager. The Flynn’s were our neighbor on McKenna Ct from 1971 to 1999. he played for the reds, Mets when I was just a little kid. His mom let me touch his golden glove trophy when I was a kid. Doug is a wonderful person, and we still have the Christmas Stockings that his mother knitted for me and my siblings nearly 50 year ago.
Cool history, I’m going to go visit.
Hey, that’s Doug Flynn! I know that voice anywhere. My late father Stan Dyer was his Sunday School Teacher when Doug was a teenager. The Flynn’s were our neighbor on McKenna Ct from 1971 to 1999. he played for the reds, Mets when I was just a little kid. His mom let me touch his golden glove trophy when I was a kid. Doug is a wonderful person, and we still have the Christmas Stockings that his mother knitted for me and my siblings nearly 50 year ago.
White people are WONDERFUL.