Mr. John always had a smile to offer anyone he saw. Always hand in the air waving when we would go out our front door. I like to think he watched out for me, because one day I was coming down the steps and fell. Early in the morning, he was sitting on the porch and saw me and here he come. Full speed across the street, shorts, barefoot, coffee in hand hollering oh lord, oh lord. He helped me up. I was fine and from that day forward he would holler careful going down them steps! Then laugh…. 🙏🏻
A sweet, sweet man that loved his wife, Dianne tremendously. Always talking about her. He will be missed. 🙏🏻 Belinda Bennett