It has been said, "Where ever a good soul has walked, there is a trail of beautiful memories".
This certainly applies to John. Every time that Aunt Doris and Uncle Jake brought the family to Grandpa Albrittain's for a visit; it was a visit very much looked forward to. But, the shining light was always Johnny Ballagh, as he was referred to. Everyone looked forward to his pranks and infectious laugh. There is certainly a trail of beautiful memories in Johnny's wake. From those too infrequent visits to the time that we took our Grandson, Otto, to see John's peacocks; John was always welcoming. He took more than time and patience to show Otto the birds and answered the hundreds of questions from a nine-year-old.
John, you will be missed; but, never forgotten.