Mrs. Banks and her huband, John, bought their little farm back in the 1960's. Long before we moved here. But I knew their children, played our childhood games with them. Her two middle boys and me, we got our first real jobs together. Mr. Banks died back in the early 80's. The children all grew up, married, moved away. Some of them I hadn't seen for years. Time sure gets away. Like the mountains, Mrs. Banks was just always there. I'm going to miss that. She was a most excellent neighbor. She made us a cake just the other day...I hadn't even gotten around to taking her plate back yet. Elderly lady, she lived alone lately. We'd check on her after a storm, or an electric outage. Went up and mowed her grass one last time this weekend. Her oldest daughter said she'll be moving into the home soon. She was a good neighbor...I'll miss her for a long time.