In memory of our beloved friend & neighbor, Zig Lejins March 19th, 2008 We'd always know when you were coming  as the dogs would lead the parade of your visits Sitting outside on sunny days will never be the same No more stories about the 'old country', Latvia No more adventurous tales from your logging days No shop talk, no small talk No more you  But we'll feel your presence when we walk down the well-worn path that connected us and see ... The little trees you carefully protected although  it meant even more yard work for you All the animals you rescued and nurtured, Whitefoot being the last of your caring legacy to have a home The giant apple blossoms blooming on branches unencumbered by pruning  It was our privilege to be your friends over the last seventeen years Always, always in our hearts,  Deanna & Bruce