Neighbor Friend Ben

Growing up in my neighborhood meant that late afternoon fun was stopped around 5 or so for dinner. My neighbor Ben would come over to our house after he was done eating and press his hands and face against the screen door to look in and say "Can Naffen come back out and play?" (that was his version of Nathan) I recently put up a theft deterrent system in my area at work and that's what triggered that memory. Fun Stuff.