Just think, we spent ten to twelve years of our lives together. We went to church on Sunday morning, Sunday night, Wednesday night at youth group, Royal Rangers, Missionetts, youth group at the Little Red School house, Friday nights at Cornerstone, sleepovers, retreats at Camp Smokey, volleyball at Roberta Potter's house, lock-in's, camp and on and on. We were saved and baptized together, baptized in the Holy Spirit at the same camps,we sang together, laughed till we cried, and cried till we couldn't cry anymore. We remember when our youth pastors were Peggy and Jim Hill, Mike Carlton, Jim Greer, and Jeff Oaks. We had awesome experiences together. It's sad that all at once everyone just grew up and seemed to vanish. We were best friends, girlfriends, boyfriends, and confidants. We were all loved and most of all, none of us is forgotten. I loved these times growing up, and I hope you did too.