I remember you and Uncle Larry coming with Barbie and Bobbie to Mom and Dad’s house in your camper to South Dakota. Dad had a horse that Uncle Larry wanted to ride. The horse was not very cooperative. Larry got about half way up the driveway and the horse decided the barn and oats was more appealing than being ridden. The horse turned around for the barn. No matter what Larry tried, that horse was going to the barn. There was much “yelling” to turn the horse around and the horse was called a few names. Larry stayed on that horse, all the way back to the barn! It was a great childhood memory. We are going to miss you, Larry. Love you all, Duane and Lisa