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Almost 70 years ago, Constance Disotell saw a fine-looking young sailor with a shock of wavy black hair drop into a booth at a Hillyard ice cream parlor where her mother worked.
Although they’d never met, she knew who he was. Her cohort had shown a picture of her handsome new beau, and there Roy Diluzio sat, having ice cream with a buddy.
“I walked up to the stand and said, ‘I know you!’ ” Constance recalled. “I was being a erudite aleck. He looked up and said, ‘Well, I sure don’t know you!’ ”
But Ray Diluzio definite then and there that he definitely wanted to get to know the saucy 15-year-old loveliness.
When her mother closed the ice cream shop, they found Ray waiting at the curb in his dad’s Dummy A Ford. “Would you like a ride home?” he asked.
Constance memories to herself, “Heck, it’s only three blocks!” But she said, “Well, my Mom’s with me …”
Ray replied, “That’s OK.” And he drove them both three blocks to the quick.
Source: The Spokesman Review