I met John when I was about 13 or so, we used to volunteer at my moms job. He stayed with us for a minute and while he was there, I gathered a decent amount of stories. Lol, like the time he let me dye his hair blonde, ( big mistake ) and when he went to rinse it in the tub, he slipped and broke our toilet. We called him a candle or Martha Stewart for days with that hair. We'd all get bored and roll up old magazines, then sword fight with them, or beat each other, which I think is how we ended up calling him Martha actually, the hair just didn't help. He tried teaching me whichever Chinese he knew for like, a day, Lol, I gave up quick. I remember I said something about wanting my tongue pierced, he told me about how Ramen noodles get wrapped around them and when you swallow, you can choke on them, so I decided against it. John told my friends and I, a lot about Troy, ( a couple embarrassing kid stories he made me promise I wouldn't tell, sorry guys ) and his girls, Nancy and just so many stories about what he did over his life. I could probably go on forever, but I'll keep it short. Bottom line, I really enjoyed having John be apart of my life, he made such a big impact and he was an amazing person. Anyone who talked to him for any period of time knows how much he loves his kids. My family and I wish you all the best through this.