Wayne Alley's passing has left a lot of us sorely bereft and wishing with heart and soul that he hadn't moved on quite so soon.
Wayne and Lillian were favorite next door neighbors of my family for decades, and many were the times when my dad, Wayne and I would gather our respective outdoor chairs and sit on the front porch in the late afternoon and turn an ordinary day into a memorable one. Conversations were often varied, often distributed somewhere between the sacred and the profane, with a fairly equal smattering of the germane along with the mundane. Wayne's sharp wit, remarkable stories, and good humor were always a highlight. We used to laugh so loud that other neighbors would stick their noses out their front doors and wonder what the heck was going on. And if we weren't trading bon mots on the porch, it was over the wall that separated our two properties.
Wayne and Lillian were both lights and good friends in our life, and in time of need they outdid themselves to lend a helping hand. Better neighbors would be hard to find.
I sorely miss Wayne, and on behalf of other members of my family who knew him also, I extend prayers and heartfelt condolences to all of his family and wish Wayne Godspeed in the life hereafter.