John S. Weir
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Bonnie Fitch
February 1, 2006
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 go in and play. She never had to worry about us. We were always there playing until it was time for me to go home.
My dog, Teddy, adored John. Every time John came across the street to play at my house, my dog would run to meet him and soon knocked him over and started licking his ears. John would start giggling. The more he giggled, the more Teddy licked his ears.
Our grandfathers died within weeks of each other. John was very kind to me at that time. We shared everything together. We could talk about our feelings regarding missing our grandpas; things that we wouldn't talk about with anyone else.
During the Great Depression, things were very hard. I didn't have the streetcar fare nor the 15c to go see Snow White, when it first came out in December, just before Christmas of 1937. He did. He not only saw it, but he stayed through it 3 times so he could memorize all the songs and the drama. The next day, on my front porch, he acted out the whole movie and sang every song to me. How many 7 year old boys would or could do that? His singing of "Someday My Prince Will Come" stayed with me all these years. He had a lovely voice for a little boy. He and I sang a lot of songs together on that front porch.
We both had secret decoder pins. One night, I was listening to the radio and writing down the code. My mother said something to me, and made me miss one of the numbers. I was so mad. I went right over to John's house and got the number from him. Then I went back home and decoded it. It was "New Drink" Soon, "Chocolate Flavored Ovaltine" was on the market and we knew about it first, before the general public did.
I am writing a book about my growing up years for my children and grandchildren. My memories of John, in more detail, will be a part of my early childhood memories.
The family moved away when I was almost 9 and John was almost 8. But those wonderful memories remain with me to this day.
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