Joseph Quentin Stringer

Joe was the type of friend that would drive over one hundred miles one way to help his buddy whose car broke down in the middle of the Arizona desert...on a Friday evening...only to find out the car could not be fixed right then and there. So, Joe drove his friend (me of course) home (well over a hundred miles again, and now around 2AMish) only to pick him up the following day, once again drive over a hundred miles to fix the car. Through the ebbs and flows of our friendship, we spent many...