well it started out by him accepting me into his family when i felt all alone. which meant the world to me. and I am forever grateful for the Jessel family for that. and a good memory would have to be johnny making this stupid big pot of hotdogs and mac and cheese and i swear we sat at that table for ever probably cuz if we moved we would have puked. theres many i remember and probably some i have forgotten but how he treated me and brought me into his family will forever leave a mark