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I wouldn’t want to be Robert Kraft

Shock, disgust, schadenfreude, anger and pity for the mighty one who has fallen due to his own flawed character.  Shock, because I still remember the Bob and Myra Kraft who lived modestly in Newton decades ago, always opening up their … Continue reading

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