He was one of the sweetest souls you'd ever meet. He was a great father to seven kids. Yes, SEVEN. Seven kids who all turned out pretty good. He was one of the most loving and devoted husbands I know. Not a day went by without him sharing memories or stories of Grandma Gene. Even 22 years after her passing. He was a WWII Veteran with stories I wish I'd taken the time to hear.
Yesterday we lost one of the few remaining truly good men left in this world. We love you, Grandpa John.