RIP John, my brother! Your work on earth is done, and well done it is. Fair winds and following seas, brother; I too will miss our frequent phone calls to talk about life. May the road rise up to meet your feet and a soft breeze cool your fevered brow, and may you be carousing with the viking maidens in Valhalla an hour before the devil learns you're gone!



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