Monday, January 14, 2019
So many warm memories of Mr. Johnson letting David and I run rampant on the farm, playing hide and seek in the graveyard, staying up after 11 watching CJOH 13&8 Night Owl movies, playing with incendary devices... I am sure he knew 100% of the hijinks we were up to, and let us do them anyway. Great way to raise kids--- doing the same for mine. Never quite found the exact blend of pipe tobacco he used to smoke, but when it's close enough, I remember his very kind eyes. Even when David or I did something really stupid, Mr. Johnson always conveyed "I know you are smarter than that, so show it" attitude without saying it. Sic transit gloria mundi.
