JOHN M. MACEK

My first real relationship was with Jack. We met in the spring of 1972 and I moved into his apartment on 117th and Lake shortly thereafter. He was adventurous . . . once camped out on Kelly's Island; another time we went rafting. I also met both his sisters and his friends Joyce, Patrick, and Richard. I always felt badly that he lost both his parents while still in his teens. I remember so clearly the night in June when he drove me back to Youngstown when my father died. All that took...

Always enjoyed his handsome smile and quick wit when he came into RRPL when I was working there. A fine man and a good friend and neighbor. Be at peace with the angels Johnnie. Joyce Haller and family.