Sorry to be a downer today, but I have to get this off my chest. One year ago yesterday, September 27, 2007 we lost our 'pack' leader in a motorcycle accident. John was a great guy, who always had a smile or kind word for everyone, wether he knew you or not. He had a soft spot in his heart for his dog Moses, who is now with John in Heaven. Moses was the oldest black lab I have ever seen, yet he was healthy till John died. Moses lost his will to live and with that was no longer able to walk, eat or even move. He was put to rest a few days after John left us.
John was my brothers best friend and if you know my brother you would understand that he doesnt have close friends - except John. My brother is SO differant than the rest of our family, in a way he is the black sheep, yet we have never pushed him away - he is just a loner. John understood my brother and accepted his faults because they share so many of the same ones!! John did not have a lot to do with his family, he always said that they just never got along after his dad passed away. After Johns sister went to his work to pick up his things, she came to my mom and dads home to give them some pictures that he had at his desk. They were of our family, not his. On his computer he had a slideshow of pictures of OUR FAMILY - he called us his family - not his own. Its so sad that now his 'real' family is fighting over his property, belongings and his will.....that is why he had nothing to do with them - they are greedy, all but one sister. I so badly wanted to write a beautiful tribute to John, but I dont have the words today. My heart is breaking because I miss him so, yet I have hope that John reached out to Jesus in his last moments. When we call on the name of Jesus he will be there for us and will keep us for his own.
We all used to ride our Harleys together and John was just the natural 'leader' to us. He had ridden longer than the rest of us and he was just reliable. Never a speed demon, show off or ever felt the need to 'be better' than anyone. He was ALL of our family functions, birthdays, reunions, weddings - EVERYTHING. He was divorced and had no children, but was great to all the kids we have around. John was killed while riding home one evening with my brother. John was leading, as he always did and a deer ran out from the ditch and side swiped him. It threw him off of his bike and he hit his head. He died at the hospital a couple of hours later of massive head injurys. John didnt have a scratch on his hands, his face or anywhere on his body. His jeans were not torn his boots were not scuffed, his shirt showed no signs of distress. Yet, he left us. My brother was riding right behind John, saw the deer coming out of the ditch but was helpless to help John. My brother saw the hole thing and continues to do so when he closes his eyes at night. Prayers for him would be so appreciated, he loved John more than he loves us and that is ok - no they are not 'special' friends if you know what I mean - they were/are just BEST friends.
I miss John.....
The Weather.... .always!
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