Michael Snyder

Earl and I hung out quite a bit in high school. We went to basketball games, listened to music, drank beer, etc. We would hang out in the basement of his house with other friends. He never had a bad thing to say about anyone. We continued to get together in college since I was not that far from him.. A couple items in particular I remember: the cookouts in Durand Eastman and bringing the Rhea’s that Steve had to a farm. On that ride these birds messed all over Steve’s lap and smelled up Earl’s car. I was lucky to call Earl a friend.

Tom lived a couple houses down the street from my family on Thornton Rd. He was a good guy. I always liked him.