John Daniel Howard

I have known John Daniel sense the 2nd grade. We seemed to always be friends. We both liked to build model cars when we were kids. It became a competition. A friendly one but a competition just the same. John's models were always just a little better than mine. His paint jobs were unbelievable. One afternoon I was at his house and noticed he had just finished a new model. But it was still in the white! Not painted. John noticed that I noticed and began ton squirm a little. I said...