My mom lived across the street from the Yarters in Halfmoon. I think of her everyday which also triggers me to think of Deb, Bruce, Evan and Hannah. They were so good to her. My son Christopher played with Evan a lot during my visits. Evan was always busy doing something. I remember all too well the day he showed me snakes he had collected and placed in Hannah's little tykes oven that was on the porch. He was so proud. He was fearless of all types of critters. The boys sledding down the hill, Evan and Chris throwing rocks at a bees nest (found out that day Chris was not allergic to bee stings), the boys trading Yugioh cards. He is a great memory in my life and I am sure the lives of many. God Bless and I am thinking of all of you. - Linda