I was twelve years old when Jarvis moved to Hunt Street and he joined in with the rest of us youngsters after a while. He enjoyed telling me to shut up because I talked too much. Around 2018, all of us from Hunt Street began meeting for lunch once a year, an enjoyable time, and Jarvis was still telling me I talk too much. I last spoke with him a few months ago about going to lunch, but we never made it and I'm so sorry we didn't. Jarvis, you will be missed by the few of us still here. Rest in Peace‍‍.