Arlene Boyer

When we were in high school, several of our classmates decided to go to the haunted house, north of Bradford. Several of us went with Arlene in her dad's car. He was a volunteer fire fighter and had a siren on the car. As we approached the house behind a group that had already arrived, Arlene turned the siren on. They thought the cops were coming. We got quite a laugh out of scaring them. Arlene, we will miss you.