Arthur Johnson

I remember my Uncle taking us kids to the train tacks and sitting on the 3rd floor porch at night and there were so many bats in the trees and I hated it and he thought it was funny, but they were all good memories. Its so crazy that you died 10 days after your sister (my Mom). Condolences to all who knew him and will miss him.

Uncle Art, I remember many of times sitting with you on the porch as we would talked silly stuff making no sense at all, trying to fly those gas powered planes on string that we just never got right and the few times you and I went horse back riding. May you rest in peace.

I miss our conversations when we worked together you always had my back wish I could be there but I'm out of town fly with the angels my friend.

I knew, Art, for many years, while growing up in the Orchard, we were the best of friends.