It was snowing as we pulled into the parking lot, Nanny in the front seat, Jeanette in the back. We were here to meet some guy Jeanette had met the night before at the Palisadium. And as that guy in a suit and overcoat approached us Nanny said “Very handsome, but not too tall!” And she was accurate but not right fore if you measure a man by his integrity, decency, goodness and achievements then she was looking at a Giant.
Stories are difficult to remember which is probably why we should all keep a book of those precious moments that we think we will never forget but always do. After all these years there are probably hundreds of John stories that I can't remember but live in my heart. His sense of humor and timing is rare, he is a natural storyteller. His stories about his youth and the Navy and life in general were not always meant to be funny but John always finds the humor in life.
There was a time when I lived with Jeanette and John in what John always referred to as his “little house” in Oradell. It was during that time they decided to re-model and renovate the kitchen. Now every home owner who has ever undertaken a major construction job knows there are lots of decisions and compromises to be made. We also know that there is threshold, a breaking point in each of us. So John was fine with all of Jeanette's wants. The granite counter tops, the Porcelanosa floor tiles; the Viking stove top and the sub-zero refrigerator! All ok. What became John's breaking point was the green line! Jeanette had selected a white backsplash with a green “line” tile accent – perfect up to this point but she made the unfortunate mistake of suggesting a second green line. That was it, John went a little crazy. Now keep in mind it was a “little” kitchen and we are talking probably an additional 20 tiles but John stood his ground and won the battle! It quickly became our defining green line and whenever there is a situation that has the potential of crossing the line it is always a green line and we laugh every time.
Some of our most memorable moments of course involve food. Because if you know anything at all about John, you know don't mess with his food. We have spent 30 years tormenting each other about “weird” food and spices…. John likes normal, me not so much. Right John?!?!?! I also tease him on the phone. After all these years he still has a difficult time distinguishing Jeanette's and my voice on the phone. So for 30 some odd years I have been the other “babe”, a title I cherish!
I got to know John and Jeanette through my sister and brother-in-law. They had forged a friendship over the past several years that was meaningful, beautiful and lasting. This became more apparent when John was diagnosed with cancer and was in need of care. Jeanette, I am so sorry for your loss...it will not be easy, but please know you have many friends who care and are with you in spirit and sincere love. He is at peace- safe in the arms of love. My prayers are with you and your family
My thoughts and prayers are with the family. Sorry for your loss.
I worked as a real estate salesman at Four Star Real Estate back in the 80s along with Jim (can't remember his last name), Maureen Flannery, Hy Schwarz and others. Charlie Scheibe was my mentor, but John was the boss. He was a good, decent guy, fair in all respects. I am sorry to hear that he has passed. My prayers are with all who he has left behind.
I knew John when we were growing up in Dumont. He worked as a butcher and made the best Italian hot sausage. He was a good looking guy then and throughout his life as the photos show. Rest in Peace. Too young