Memorial Wall: Ameen Farghaly

I fancied Ameen rotten. He's my age group. Thought like I thought. Wore the flak jacket of the day. Believed there had to be another way. Was against the system. Had the sexiest, slightly stooped back, walk. There was this other faction inside the Reno. We were looking for peace, for God, for answers to why we are here.

Marvin sums us up.

Ameen was sat at the bottom of the Reno stairs. We'd been flirting all night. Tommy Brogan was stood at the top. We'd been searching all night. The Reno door was open. Dawn was breaking. It was Easter Monday 1977. I walked upstairs. 

I'm sure Gadaffi who generously supplied this photo would love to hear stories about his dad's younger brother, below.

Ameen Farghaly

1957 to 2004

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