Wayne Lamken

Wyane Beeler,
What can I say , I can go on for hours he moved down the street a couple of years after I was born and after that the whole nieborhood came together. Back then we had a little farm that my dad would make us feed chickens and milk the goats, don't ask me why but Wayne and Mr Joel were always over . A few years later i finally new I was in for hard labor with my brother working for Wayne including his father jack spreading mulch on all the trees that Dicky Toop has just planted, thank God I had a good friend Walter Matajovic to help us out. Those were the days , All I have to say about my good friend Wayne is he was a second father to me , and I still here his tires from what ever vehicle he was driving, it's been driving me crazy lately, thinking he was coming up to the gate. But I guess that's not going to happen anymore, Until I get to his gate with all the friends we loved before and now.. Just remember u and I only go around once, Make each moment special, it means alot to the ones around us ! God Bless my best friend Wyane..