I knew Mr. Yarian from being a coach at the Puritas Boys Baseball League back in late 70s and early 80s. I remember seeing him on his mail route a few times in my 20s, then enjoyed playing poker with him at my Mom’s apartment in the last 4-5 years on numerous occasions.He was always a very happy person. He was a patriot & a class act. Thank you for your service and thank you for being a civil servant to the Greater Cleveland area for so many years. RIP Man of the Hour ( Pearl Jam)“Tidal waves don’t beg forgivenessCrashed and on their wayFather he enjoyed collisions; others walked awayA snowflake falls in may.And the doors are open now as the bells are ringing outCause the man of the hour is taking his final bowGoodbye for now.Nature has its own religion; gospel from the landFather ruled by long division, young men they pretendOld men comprehend.And the sky breaks at dawn; shedding light upon this townThey’ll all come aroundCause the man of the hour is taking his final bowG’bye for now.And the roadThe old man pavedThe broken seams along the wayThe rusted signs, left just for meHe was guiding me, love, his own wayNow the man of the hour is taking his final bowAs the curtain comes downI feel that this is just g’bye for now”
