We were very lucky to move into a little house in Constable on Trout River Rd. The big tree that shaded our house was the perfect place for a tire swing that Pam and her friends spent alot of time on. Our new neighbors turned out to be our best friends and we all wore a path in the grass running back and forth several times a day. Pam and Tasha spent time hideing from Tasha's little sister Niki and Pam's big brother Eric and his friend. Except for an occasional tantrum Pam was generally a happy girl. Ten years went by with winters tucked in the house warmed by the wood stove, playing with Eric, Luke her favorite cat or Shadow our German Shepherd. Waiting for spring when she could spend more time outdoors. Summers out in the woods, in the pool/river or running in the fields. Falls were spent raking leaves, picking apples, building scarecrows and heading back to school at St. Josephs. And then when Pam was thirteen we left our little house and headed back to the Buffalo area once more.