(Regarding the reunions)
Like Babe said, we mostly have fun, drink, dance, laugh. But when we see each other it’s emotional, too, just nobody talks about it. The first year I convinced Malarkey to come—now Malarkey’s sentimental anyway, cries like a baby when he sees us—he got so overwhelmed, he started drinking and went for a walk, and come nighttime, he went missing. We all got in cabs and went looking for him, even the police went looking. The next morning, someone found him sleeping at the back entrance of a store. He was drunk, got lost, and fell asleep. We gave him holy hell. He’s come every year since.
~ Bill Guarnere