I don't think I've ever called my brother by the name of John.  To me he was JR or Junior.  He is one person I can say that was always happy and concerned with how I was doing, how Jim was doing, how my kids were doing.  Then came his happiness talking about his sweet wife, Marilou, his wonderful kids and grandkids, and his little dog, Rosie.  When visiting him in February, I mentioned it was almost Valentine's Day..."make sure Lou gets flowers," he said.  Each time I saw him after that, he seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, but his spirit was hopeful he would be going home.

We had a brother, Michael, who died as an infant.  JR was one of the few people that ever actually held baby Michael.  As I grew up, I would pray to my baby brother to protect and help people in my life that were in need of comfort.  My prayers during the last week of his life was for that comfort to be provided to our brother JR.  That Michael could hold him and help him on his journey to be with our Lord.

With love - Donna

Junior, you will always be my  oldest and strongest brother! 

I will always keep you alive in my heart!❤️❤️❤️

I will see you again one day, just not today.

Love you to the moon!

SuzieQ