John was a great guy and my first friend upon moving to Oak Park. Great comedic delivery of emphatic statements and feigned outrage. So sorry I didn't get to see him recently.
I am so sad to hear about John's death. I wish I can remember when we first met, though I think it was around seventh grade. He lived about three blocks from me on Marion Street, and we would be back and forth at each other's home. I went to Holmes and he went to Horace Mann. He came up from Duke where he was his first year in college to visit me at UVa and we had a lot of fun.
I had hope that I could have reconnected somehow with him, and regret that that will not happen. He was a good, genuine friend. I remember he discovered golf in high school, and that he must of enjoyed the infinite challenges that the game has for so many. He was smart, conscientious, had a wry sense of humor, and made the best of everything. He was one of the real good guys, Rest in peace my friend.
Randy mentioned John's love of golf and that reminded me of one of those first days of Spring probably in '62 or '63 when it might have gone up to 45...at least it was sunny and John, Eddie Miller, Pat Lawler and I played 18 at White Pines where there was still snow in the bunkers! You had to love the game to play in those conditions! Rest in peace, John...
John was a great grade school buddy at Horace Mann. He lived on Marion St. around the corner from my house on Thomas (and across the street from Dale Steffens), and we often walked to school together. Once a week, when his mother was at work, he came home with me for lunch, and we'd compete to see how many of my mother's pancakes we could each eat. He was also in the Cub Scout pack my mom den-mothered. A couple of spring vacations, we and others from Mann had marathon (days!) Monopoly games at his house. John was also probably on our bowling team at Circle Lanes (5th-6th grade?). I remember getting busted once by RF cops on the way to bowling for riding two or three on a bike (got let off with an "I know your father" warning). We lost touch in high school and beyond; even so I remember John as a great guy and fun to be with. That yellow-brick house with the living room bay window facing the street will always be "Johnny's House" to me.
Dale Steffens
John was a great guy and my first friend upon moving to Oak Park. Great comedic delivery of emphatic statements and feigned outrage. So sorry I didn't get to see him recently.Randy Lewis
I am so sad to hear about John's death. I wish I can remember when we first met, though I think it was around seventh grade. He lived about three blocks from me on Marion Street, and we would be back and forth at each other's home. I went to Holmes and he went to Horace Mann. He came up from Duke where he was his first year in college to visit me at UVa and we had a lot of fun.
I had hope that I could have reconnected somehow with him, and regret that that will not happen. He was a good, genuine friend. I remember he discovered golf in high school, and that he must of enjoyed the infinite challenges that the game has for so many. He was smart, conscientious, had a wry sense of humor, and made the best of everything. He was one of the real good guys, Rest in peace my friend.
H Stephen Dahlquist
Randy mentioned John's love of golf and that reminded me of one of those first days of Spring probably in '62 or '63 when it might have gone up to 45...at least it was sunny and John, Eddie Miller, Pat Lawler and I played 18 at White Pines where there was still snow in the bunkers! You had to love the game to play in those conditions! Rest in peace, John...
Tom Mouhelis
John was a friend and had a great sense of humor, I wish him peaceDavid Brown
John was a great grade school buddy at Horace Mann. He lived on Marion St. around the corner from my house on Thomas (and across the street from Dale Steffens), and we often walked to school together. Once a week, when his mother was at work, he came home with me for lunch, and we'd compete to see how many of my mother's pancakes we could each eat. He was also in the Cub Scout pack my mom den-mothered. A couple of spring vacations, we and others from Mann had marathon (days!) Monopoly games at his house. John was also probably on our bowling team at Circle Lanes (5th-6th grade?). I remember getting busted once by RF cops on the way to bowling for riding two or three on a bike (got let off with an "I know your father" warning). We lost touch in high school and beyond; even so I remember John as a great guy and fun to be with. That yellow-brick house with the living room bay window facing the street will always be "Johnny's House" to me.