After my family moved out to Nova Scotia, I often slept over at the Walker house. Usually what would happen was that Paulette and I would end up annoying Ronnie, who was three years older. As adults though, when we were able to get together, I thoroughly enjoyed the conversations I had with my kind cousin. At our last visit together in May of this year, he shared his wisdom with my oldest son, who is interested in following a similar career path. You will be missed. Love Cousin Barb.