
In the mid-90's, BigBob & I were off to see a movie down at the Market Square on Front Street and before the movie decided to have a pint or 3 at the Jersey Giant. While there, I bumped into and struck up a conversation with Tony Rosato. I said, "Hi, Tony" in such a way that he assumed we were old pals and he cordially conversed with me for about 10 minutes, at one point asking me if we'd ever met before. We bid our farewells and a more charming and funny guy you couldn't find. Sure enough, he attended the same movie that we did and I could hear his raucous laughter often (I suspect it was a comedy, but it may not have been.) Coincidentally, sitting elsewhere was "Wudy the Wabbit" or Chris Makepeace, the kid from Meatballs. I didn't chat with him. I bumped into Tony again in another bar afterwards and I approached him again to tell him that we had met before, though I doubt if he'd have remember it. Back in the 80's in my "struggling actor" days, I did some extra work in a few episodes of Night Heat and I told him that we may have crossed paths before. He chuckled at that and then we did go our separate ways.
Little did I know that the witty and friendly guy of the mid-90's would end up in jail and that

Kudos to you Mr. Rosato.
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