I will always remember the kindness that Hardee always showed to my father and mother, and especially his devotion and support to my late brother Wallace Waddell. On cold winter mornings Wallace got up early to help Hardy in the dairy, and on hot summer days he rode Hardee’s combines harvesting fields of carpet grass seeds. In turn, I don’t think Hardee ever missed a Zachary High School basketball or football game where Wallace was a star player. My memory of Hardee and the Brain family were the many family get-togethers where Miss Leona payed me $5 to turn the paddle for homemade fig ice cream. In true the biggest rewards of the day was just the taste of the delicious ice cream treat. Although I now live in South Carolina, my many thoughts are of The Plains of long ago and the people who made it a caring community. People like Hardee Brian. Walter Earl Waddell