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Yes... none of us at home ever imagined he'd amount to this. After all, he was weak as a child, like a little …

Yes... none of us at home ever imagined he'd amount to this. After all, he was weak as a child, like a little chick. One gust of wind would knock him over... he just buried his nose in books.

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