Patrick and I moved in next to Ralph and Mary 12 years ago.  I remember not being there more than about a week when I heard this loud truck tearing down the street.  I asked Patrick who in the world that was.  He said it was Blake, the kid next door.  I thought, wow and we wanted to move out of town where it was quiet.  Over the next few months, Patrick got to know Blake and would tell me what a good kid he was.  He was always willing to help in any way he could even if he didn't know what exactly he was doing.  Over the years, Blake grew into a young man with a heart of gold.  He will be missed by all.  If you didn't know him, you definitely missed out.