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Brian Lawrence Johnston
9 juillet , 1954 – 8 avril , 2019
Brian Lawrence Johnston, 64, of Plano, Texas, passed away on Monday, April 8, 2019. He was born on July 9, 1954, in St. Louis, Missouri, to the late Lawrence and Maxine (McCallum) Johnston.
Brian was a 1972 graduate of Newtown High School in New York. He served in the United States Marine Corps from 1973-1977 as a Mortar Man and Marksmanship Instructor and also served in the New York State Guard from 1986-1987. He went on to earn his Bachelor of Science Degree in Accounting from The University of the State of New York. Brian had a career as programmer for many years for a variety of companies and consulting firms. He enjoyed music and played the stand-up bass in local bands over the years, where he was known as Tex Tracy and later Franchot Johnston. Brian had a wonderful sense of humor that brought joy to so many. He will be greatly missed by all who loved and knew him. In addition to his parents, Brian was preceded in death by his sister, Anna Jane Johnston. He is survived by his loving wife of 17 years, Jeanne (Grode) Johnston; and sons, Jesse Johnston of Dallas and Luke Johnston of Eugene, Oregon.
Inurnment will take place at a later date in The Village of Port Edwards Cemetery in Port Edwards, Wisconsin. Memorial donations may be made to the charity of your choice. Ted Dickey West Funeral Home has been entrusted with arrangements. To send condolences or share a fond memory, please visit www.teddickeywestfuneral.com.
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Brian Lawrence Johnston
18 avril , 2019
I had the pleasure of meeting my friend Franchot in 2008. He became my first stand up bass player when I established my tribute to Johnny Cash act. He was always positive and never complained about those early gigs. Instead, he believed in me and his talent was a huge part in our success. Over the next few years, we developed into a show we were proud of and traveled many miles on road trips across the country. His health was a factor, but he insisted on always being there for me. His stories, bad jokes and all around good natured and humorous personality made for never a dull moment and kept me awake on the road when I probably shouldn’t have been driving while so exhausted sometimes. He was always my shotgun rider. And most importantly, he became a great friend. We discussed everything from the color of the sky to figuring out how to solve the world’s problems. I owe a lot to Franchot, and know he’s slapping his dog-house bass once again in Heaven. I love you buddy, and one day we’ll rock again!
12 avril , 2019
I will miss my dear friend and the witty conversations we had. I met him when he was the president of The Scottish Society of Dallas in 1989. He was always witty, intelligent and erudite. He was very much a man of many talents too. He played the bass with a band and when I moved to Arizona I kept contact by phone.