Larry was my first best friend. I remember the day we met. We both walked into Mary Wade's first grade classroom to enroll and it was clear neither one of us wanted to be there. But, I guess I thought if that kid over there can do it so can I. I quickly learned that he was smarter than me, but that didn't stop me from trying to keep up with him. He was always older (five days!) and more mature than me and he always seemed to have his life mapped out. I remember when we were about twelve and my sisters were taking us to a movie. One of them asked Larry what he wanted to be when he grew up. He quickly and confidently replied, "a professional accordion player." Well, we all glanced at each other, but we didn't doubt that he would do it because he always seemed to know what he wanted in life. It seems like a very short time back when we threw a Mitch Ryder tape on the eight track and took his 58' Chevy to the lake so we could discuss what we were going to do in college. We lost touch as we got older, but somewhere in the back of my mind I always knew he was there if I reached out to him. The world was a better place with him and is a poorer place without him. A fellow musketeer and horse rider extraordinaire, Lynn Ogilvie