John S. Weir

I wish to express my deepest sympathy to John's daughter, Debbie, whom I have not had the pleasure to meet, and his brother, Richard, whom I know very well.

John was my closet friend, when we were little kids. We went to each other's birthday parties, flew kites in the vacant lot across from my house, played pick-up sticks and other games by the hour. Sometimes we played at my house and sometimes at his. His mother would vacuum the green carpet in the parlor, and then we could...