Although I was very sorry to hear from Marvin about Ina's death, your mom certainly had a very full and long life. She was quite a lady: always upbeat and positive, interested in what others were doing, a very hard worker, and devoted wife, mother, grandmother and community member. I have very good memories of her from my childhood, and I had a lot of respect for her. I well remember receiving from Yake Dry Goods a pair of socks, as well as a bottle of ginger ale and some ice cream every time I was sick. Marvin would faithfully bring the items that his mother had so generously provided across the street to my house. I was always welcome in the Yake house and spent many hours in the kitchen area receiving cookies along with other food and watching the TV shows on Saturday mornings upstairs. On a few occasions Ina busted me for some errors in judgement on my part. Around age 8 or 9 I stole a dime from my mom's milk money a couple of times. I wasn't the smartest crook because I immediately went to the restaurant next door, bought a bag of peppermints, ran across the street to Yakes, and watched the Sat. morning shows while eating peppermints and sharing them with the Yake kids. After the second treat crime, Ina grilled me on where I was getting the money for these goodies. She didn't believe my story that my allowance had been increased from a nickel and phoned my mom to let her know that, "David seems to have a lot of money." I was busted and had to confess my crimes to my mom who was quite embarrassed and had in fact noticed the missing dimes, however, had been unable to solve the crime. On another occasion Ina said to my mom, "It is too bad that David got the strap." My mom was quite shocked because I had neglected to inform my parents that as a grade two student I had indeed felt Mrs. Lawson's strap the previous month for throwing a kid's hat around the room. Naturally, in the era of parents backing up the teacher, I had been afraid that I would receive a spanking, as a result of my actions at school. Once again I had to confess the error of my ways to my parents, but luckily, I was able to convince them that since it happened so long ago, and that I had learned my lesson, further corporal punishment was not warranted. I remember these stories with a sense of humour, and also with the knowledge that Ina, as a good neighbour, cared not just about her own kids but any kid that came into her domain. At the time of my second bike accident within 2 years at age 10, she was the one who immediately ran across the street to tell my mom that, "David has been hit again." Ina watched my younger brother while my mom raced to the accident scene. It is indeed an end of an era and there are not many women of the character and strength of Ina Yake. She is now reunited with Blake and celebrating in heaven. Leslie and I extend our condolences to Nancy Jean, Dennis, Calvin, Marvin and their families.