One of my first roommates in the Air Force, I was alerted to who this guy might be when I saw them write his Social Security number on the door panel, and the first five digits were the same as mine! HEY! A local boy! Sure enough, Joe Bonin lived so close to where I grew up that I attended his wedding a few years later. Haven't seen Joe since the wedding. No clue where he is now, but I was such a lousy roommate that he probably doesn't care to know if I'm still alive. Can't blame him.