Dave Sweeney Stories

On December 14, 2013, I lost my Daddy to lymphoma.  He was 80 years old and had lived a good life.  During the period just after his death, many friends and family members shared stories about him, some of which I'd never heard before.

Some of my earliest memories are of lying in bed as a child, listening to Daddy and his brothers gathered around the kitchen table telling stories.  They were natural storytellers, quick to laugh and always anxious to share the latest tale they'd heard.

So, here I want to share "Dave Sweeney" stories, some of which I've heard all my life, and some of which I only learned after he passed.  I'm not gifted with his storytelling talents, but I'll do my best to do them justice.

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