John Ross

John and Beth were close friends of my parents for many, many years. When I was in high-school and not in particularly good standing with my parents, I chanced upon John on a path in the Crestwood woods. Though I did not recognize him he recognized me. Apparently I gave him a friendly greeting and a smile as we passed one another. That same evening he called my parents and told them he´d been having a bad day until we crossed paths in the woods. He told them that our very brief encounter had...

I´m sorry for your loss. The obituary speaks of John´s heart and honors his life. Thinking of you all at this time Lis