summers were spent on the farm, usually at haying time. There was always lots of fun, tossing bales to see if you could knock someone off their feet. Then heading to the pond for a cooling off swim. Brian and I went frog hunting one afternoon, Splashing around and laughing trying to catch the big ones. It was the first and only time I ate frog legs. Brian always tried to come to the family reunions where stories where told and laughter always followed. Rest in Peace cousin, I will miss you.