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This written by Phil Jones:
Passed away on February 14, 2014 of natural causes.
Survived By: Tess, Johnnie's beloved Wife, and two sister's and grandchildren .
A close friend through the years, a wheat harvest in Montana during summer break 1964, several house remodels late 80's, He cruised the 'Main' in a Huge Packard, smoked a Mirasham Pipe, was a good carpenter. Did the Marines right outta High school. Spent some years in Weaverville Ca building his sanctuary off the grid, went solar early, tended the land apples, fruit trees and a garden, lots of stone work. Then he meet Tess and it was a new beginning . They lit out for Texas and started a ranch, built it up to 150 acres, with several large ponds, a wood working shop & a nice Barn. He always looked to the Bright side & with a Smile, a Good natured Surfer who had your back. Loved to drive his Ford Mustang GT. He was a good Man . His sense of Humor will be missed.
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Linda Razzano (Carroll)
Well said, Phil.
John Pigott
A Well done Phill a good sketch to remember the past and Johns life, thanks.
Fred Jacobs
I was trying to remember what he looked like but couldn't find him in our '65 yearbook!
Phillip Jones
Fred your right John Harris did not make a senior picture , as with perhaps a half dozen other classmates ! if you have a prior yearbook you would find him in the journior class . He did drive a mungus big Packard with straight 8 . a real cruzzer .
Donald Segraves
Yes, I remember Johnnie's Packard Clipper he had. Sold it and they got a 1950's something MG-TD,(the square look), convertable, brown in color. Grew up only two houses away. We were in kindergarten together and then all through elementry, PH Intermediate and then PHHS. I gave him bike rides from PHI to Masefield.
We had bean shooters and shoot people as they walked by the bushes we hid in at night time. Nobody could find us. Many more memories too many to write about. Yes, he joined the Marines that summer of 65 and a year later was wounded in Operation Hastings. He was wounded a second time.
In the early 90's he lived in the house on Masefield and I used to go visit him after work. Then saw him one more time about 6yrs ago at Delamonti's on Oak Park. We shared a couple beers together and talked about the old neighborhood and growing up and swapped fond memories. Really hit me when I heard of his passing. At least he went peacefully and not tragic. Thats how I wouuld like to leave this earth, peacefully like he did. He was a good friend that I will greatly miss.