Lynnette Mclean
I have a memory of my brother Ray when he was 4-5 years old. He went on an adventure. We lived in a subdivision in Utica and he got on his little red tricycle and took off looking for eagles. We were nervous because we didn’t know where he was. He had rode his bike all the way to the end of the block. He still followed some rules back then so he would not cross the street so he turned around and headed home. I miss him already!! I love you Ray!! See you again.