One of my early boyhood heroes was Kevin Gaines.
If you haven’t heard of him that’s probably because he was a fourth grader who lived up the street from me.
That was 1973, when I lived in South San Jose and was in the third grade at Blossom Valley Elementary. Kevin went to Blossom Valley too, but I didn’t see him there much because the fourth graders were way on the other side of the school – and since the building was one of those giant round flying saucer shaped things you used to see back then, with all the classes in the same massive structure, the other side of the building was actually pretty far away.
Luckily he only lived four houses down from me. Continue reading