MERRY CHRISTMAS JOHNNY

by Ann
(Tn USA)

My brother, Johnny, loved the holidays. He would start getting ready around Thanksgiving. His life was like brightly colored balloons. He drove a truck from coast to coast and we called him our newsperson.

He was always bringing home stories we would never have heard about. He loved life in his happy-go-lucky way. Even when he was in the military and in a war, he said it was
a part of life. He grieved the loss of his baby daughter, died because she was born too soon, but he said we take death with life.

Johnny had gone on a run to Texas and pulled over to the side of the interstate and died. He was 38 years old. A heart attack.

So, Johnny, Merry Christmas, little brother. You're in Heaven with mom, dad, and Steve. I miss and Love you all. But I'll join you all one day when God says it's time. I'm sad. But it'll be okay.

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