His life was filled with the love for his family. He dearly loved his family. His no non-sense look on life and issues. he was the most honest straight forward person i had ever met. he gave you his opinion on things even if you didn't want to hear them, good, or bad you heard about it. He would stand up for you if he knew you were right, and also let you know if he thought you did wrong.

Anyone who ever knew John knows what an impact he had on people, that amazing infectious laugh of his that you could hear from another room. that great smile that melted a heart, the way he could sneak up on you and scare the hell out of you. he would laugh so hard.

His strength, his character, his sense of humor, the soft side if you were looking close enough you could catch a glimps of. the rough exterior that made him who he was. His heart was as big as he was, he would do anything for anyone, give his last dollar to anyone, but if you did him wrong he didn't mess around. people like John are far and few between.

When he became sick He didn't want anyone to know, had it been up to him he would have dissapeared somewhere by himself, to have never been seen again, he didn't want his family put through any more heartache. He kept the tough exterior most of the time throughout his illness. He was usually the one comforting me and everyone else.He was the one who would say, " It is what it is".

What a couragious man he was, who know but him the depth of his thought while battleing this horrible illness, I am aware of most of them but knowing John the most important ones he kept to himself. His battle was long and hard. He gave it his all as he did everything else in his life. What a wonderful person.

I will forever be thankful for having him in my life, and for him allowing me to be apart of his life, I have grown to be the person I am because of him, and his love. He showed me that life is full of unpredictable surprises, happy times, and sad time, I want to forever remember the man he was before his illness, the strength I got from him during his illness, and above all else I want to remember and carry on his love for his family.

He deserves to be remembered for the things, and the way he lived his life. My heart breaks everyday that I wake up to and empty house, so full of memories of him, my heart breaks for the laughs, the love, the secrets, the touches, the kisses, My heart breaks for the sounds of his laughter, and the silentness of his tears. My heart just breaks for him. I  have not only lost my best friend, and my husband, I have lost my favorite person in this whole world, and my heart breaks.