I remember when we were real little, we were working with grandpa Profitt. He would tell all of us cousins to watch Mitch and do things the way he was doing them. I remember when I was about 7 yrs old, Mitch let me play with his G. I. Joe collection. I was in heaven. Around this same time, Mitch, Steve, Ed, and uncle Jerry all helped teach me how to catch and throw a baseball. I remember, again, I was in heaven. We ALL looked up to YOU, Mitch. We ALL loved YOU very much. Now comes Peace and Rest for YOU, Mitch. No more pain. See YOU soon...Dean.