When I think of John, the first thing that comes to my mind was his beaming smile. Even during times of adversity, and in the last five or six years there had been a few, he was always able to find something to smile or laugh about. His smile and laughter were a gift…you just felt good when you were around him. And didn’t John love to laugh! I cannot think of anyone else I would rather tell a joke to; with John, you just knew you’d get a good laugh. And when John himself told a joke, he often started laughing well before the joke began and at many points before the punch line. Sometimes, in fact, his own laughing would even drown out the punch line! I won’t go into the type of humor that most got John laughing, but the last meal I shared with John featured baked beans. And, yes, on that Saturday before he left us, we all shared many good laughs, even when he found out they had run out of chocolate ice cream. I’m going to miss his smile.