The dog hated everyone except Harry Lee, but he loved beef jerky.

I could see he was afraid of him.

It is very shocking because it is a very close-knit neighborhood.

Sometimes he'd help people get odd jobs, folks just looking for a little extra work.

Sometimes he would just sit out in the parking lot and keep an eye on the store. No one ever asked him to do that - he just did. That was just the kind of gentleman he was.

There are seven or eight of them that come in every day, have coffee and a little Danish or something. They sit there and shoot the breeze about what has been going on.

He'd check on my girls at night make sure they were safe.