Richard E. Johnson

When I first walked into Dick and Barbara´s house on Flamevine I knew that this house was going to be a home. Growing up only a mile from Flamevine and as a biology teacher of 27 years, the house was a perfect fit. It was gently renovated as I made friends with the Blanco´s across the street who told me about Dick. While I it was with great joy that I got to meet Barbara I always and still do speak out loud to Dick saying, "Dick, I hope you like what I´m doing". Native plants have been...

Rick, Roberta, Di, et al. Just visited this page and saw the smiling picture of your Dad, and saw his many similarities to you children. So sorry for your abrupt loss. He lived a good life and has passed along many of his loves to you all. Peace and blessings to you, Trish

Dear Dick and Family,
Each and every time my feet hit the sands of the beach, memories of our conversations during walks will unfurl. Lucky am I to know You
and to have learned so much from You.
With eternal Love and Prayers to All Johnson's

Though I have not seen him in many years and his stay with us relatively brief, Dick will always be dear to my heart. His love of life and enthusiasm for the extraordinary shaped and molded me into who I am today. Without him, I would be a very boring person indeed. He has shaped many lives and lives on today in the shape of my children. I was blessed to have known him.

We sorely miss our neighbor, friend, and sometime teacher... of ten years.