West Side High School graduation, June 1956. As they called Mark Rynar's name, he broke out into song as he shuffled toward the aisle to receive his diploma. Mark was no singer, but his smile was so wide and infectious I think half the class tried to join in for a minute.Mark's gone, but that smile is still hanging around! I hardly ever hear the song he chose that day, but when I do, Mark is always
singing it
