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John was a neighbor of my Dad for many years when my sister Kari and I were children. I read the guest book entries about how smart he was, and beloved. My memories of him go even beyond that. We loved him so much as children- we could tell how much he loved us. He would often hang outside our condos, watering the grass, and he used to play with my sister and I by squirting us with the hose. He showed me how to garden in his backyard- he was an avid composter. His pomegranate tree was the...
Kim Hamilton
January 26, 2014 | Las Vegas, NV