I met John the summer of 1965 when my family moved to Richardson. That day I met him at the neighborhood pool was the beginning of a 66 year friendship.  John always was in a good mood and so fun to be around. I spent many Sunday dinners at the Blasutta house, it was always open to anyone who wanted to come for a good dinner and wine! John found his piece of heaven when he bought his house in Austin. He loved being there more than any of the places he visited around the world.

His work took him all over the world and he never got to have the regular family life.  I was so glad that his wife, Patti, was able to give that to him.  I know he cherished it.

When his health began to fail him, he never complained.  Always cheerful and smiling. 

I'll never forget you John or our adventures! You always called me your sister and I was proud to call you my brother. Till we meet again.