Ben was a sweet little boy. When he grew and had physical limitations and trouble remembering, We would be dishing up food from the food table at a gathering. What I remember is Ben talking. He said He knew me but couldn't remember my name. I would give him my name and identify myself as Aunt Bev's daughter. He remembered her. Yes, I remember talking to him and sometimes just listening as he talked to someone else.  He definitely liked to talk about the Lord and sports. It had been a while since I saw, but I know he will be missed.