uane Snyder came home from Veitnam with his little yellow bug (as he called it) and took about 5 or 6 of his cousins for a ride in it. We went south of my hometown over some pretty big down hills and up hills and scared us all. There was 5 in the back seat, which was not very big, and 1 in the front seat with him. We had such a wonderful time with him and I miss him very much. I was a senior in high school when we got the word he had been killed.