I spent many happy hours here as a child, visiting the home of my uncle and aunt Wendell and Shirley Gilbert and my cousins David, Larry, Dennis and Wesley on the east edge of Metz. Uncle Wendell was my bus driver throughout my school years (that's his bus parked in the lower center of the photo), and he gave an enormous Hershey bar to each child on the bus the day before Christmas break. The brick house that holds so many sweet memories for me is hidden by the trees at lower right.