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Not Sur­prised

    I remem­ber Charles LaFontaine as though it were yes­ter­day. It was such an excit­ing time for Ger­maine to have such a tal­ent­ed musi­cian in our town. He played that sax­o­phone like it was the air he breathed. And those times when Faith Apple­gate would sing with Charley play­ing at the church or grange hall, it was mag­ic. But some of those boys were real­ly jeal­ous. I could see the embers in their eyes. Doesn’t sur­prise me one bit.
Arlene Charlebois

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