I will always be grateful that I was lucky enough to play a few rounds of cards with Tiny and his family. Thankful that he welcomed me with open arms and always had the biggest, brightest smile for me when I stepped through his door! I will remember him for his clever humor, knowledge of local lore and ability to track down a morrell mushroom like a bloodhound...as The patriarch of a strong and loving family, The avid sportsman who loved to be one with nature, the man who could spot a blemish on a pear in the bin from 10 yards away, and the man who had the wisdom gained through a life filled with both hardships and blessings. Thank you Tiny, and the Baskins family for sharing your lives with me. I am honored.