you in the butt and made you stand up and smile with him.
John started in the funeral business in the late 90's, and immediately put everyone else to shame
with his work ethic. He could vacuum the hell out of a carpet, do a book of crossword puzzles, fix your
computer problems, run a billion errands and still meet with every family as if they were his own.
And even when he was complaining, like all good funeral directors do, he did it with a smile.
After he was diagnosed with cancer ald all through the fight, John rightly said cancer was a son
of a be-otch and that he was gonna beat it. Every time doctors gave him and expiration date, he would beat
it with a smile.
But God finally said come home on April 2, 2015. God said we can use that laugh up here.
You are missed Johnny, but we can still hear you.
