My condolences to all of the family, such an important one in my own youth growing up. I have great memories of sleeping in the camper out on the drive and playing in the patch of trees between the Miller's house and Benton Ave. I can still hear Mr. Miller's unmistakable voice and the kind word he always had for me as an annoying little kid paling around with his son Todd. A great family that is certainly in my prayers and thoughts.
