By Chris Smith

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

The boy sits on the low cement wall every afternoon, rain or shine, waiting. Randy Foye is 11 years old. He gets out of school and balls for a couple of hours until an invisible game clock tells him it's time to head to the wall and wait for Z. Z--no one uses his full name, ZeGale Kelliehan--is a kid himself really, a college freshman, just seven years older than Randy but possessed of a maturity that knows no age. Z is, and always has been, cool. He's smart without showing off and he's fun, t ...

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