“Anytime, anytime at all, day or night, call us-we’ll help you out.” He told me over a decade ago, and then again a few months ago, knowing how much John travels. Words spoken with energy, sincerity and conviction: spoken so I knew that he meant them.

And now, what about now?
In my mind’s eye I can see him standing at the door of Heaven as an Official Greeter. And, time being what it is (weird), in a moment, myself, my spouse and relatives and his friends and relatives will be in front of him. I can almost see him laughing at us, pointing and saying “Ha!! I beat you here!”
The sadness lives with the ones with the memories, not with him.
“Oh. yeah. Steve, you won!”