For over 20 years I have lived next door to George in the house he grew up in. While working on the outside of the house one day I noticed faint writing on the wall about 4 feet off the ground. George was out in his yard, so I called over to him asking if he had seen any kids around writing on my wall. He came over to see what I was talking about. As he leaned over I pointed and said, “the words are right here”. On the wall, written in pencil were the words George Banks. A smile grew across Georges face when he realized it was he who had written on the wall some 70 years prior. We had a good chuckle together. I miss him.