When my mother passed, I was 15 and John graciously welcomed me into his home that same day. I spent very little time around him but nonetheless, all my memories are times where he was being very kind hearted to me and his children.  I never had the chance to thank him for these gestures of which I'm very appreciative. 

I also believe that if he didn't share his passion for music with his kids, I wouldn't have such a wide range of genres or what it's like to jam with your buddy. Ive spent alot of nights tuning out to Zach strumming away and that's all thanks to this man. 

I won't forget you. 

Love to you all.