I have wonderful memories of Marvin. Mom and dad owned the H & V cafe and he was a regular there. Many times when mom and dad would leave the restaurant for something and left it to my sister and myself, we were to always call Marvin if we ran into trouble and he would come over. One day a drunk man came into the cafe and we called Marvin and he ran over. He came in and sat down in one of the chairs (all very spy like, lol) and sat while I waited on him to make sure he didn't do anything he shouldn't. He was always that shining light we knew we could count on. I know your journey on earth is at an end Marvin but your journey in heaven has just begun. Sherri Shank McFadden