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Di Northausen
13 years ago

My lasting memory of John is at my birthday weekend in July this year. It was something like 4.30am when i collapsed with exhaustion onto one of the couches in the large lounge room of where we were staying. John and my good friend Rose were engrossed in conversation.when i entered the room. I said to them that their conversation didnt need to stop just because i lay down on the couch. I was too tired to be bothered. A while later when i heard them stir and say goodnight to whoever else was in the room, I said a muffled goodnight with my eyes closed. I then felt a soft kiss on my head and a touch of my cheek and without opening my eyes, I knew it was John. Quietly he said "sweet dreams Love" and he left the room. We were lucky enough to spend the next day all together and exchange a few txt messages in the following weeks. This is my last memory of John, but, there were many fun, laughter filled card nights at Vaughn that stick in my mind. My gift from John and the girls, for my birthday, was a gold pass to the cinema. We will wait to see a happy, funny, zany film to remind us of him. John.....you are never far from my thoughts at the moment. Still cannot believe what has happened. Dont want to believe that we are never going to see you again.......only in our dreams. There were too many things that we were all going to do but now............what are we going to do? We put on a brave face, but, underneath, we are hurting. Rest peacefully mate. Missing you! Disy. XXXX P.S. Remember the cards are hidden on top of the side board. X

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heather galna
13 years ago

I first met John through Robyn, when Leith and Taylor were in Prep. He had given my son Leith one of his many cans of soft drink and a bag of lollies to thank me for rescuing Robyn when her car broke down one day, and taking her and Taylor home. I always remember that anytime you expressed a concern about one of your children and their learning he would listen and you knew that he was going to 'look into it' and do whatever he could to help. I watched as my oldest son particularly changed his opinion of John. When he first started teaching David would groan about maths with Mr B and his dreaded whiteboard, but as the years went on Mr B became the 'cool' teacher. The one he would go to when he didn't 'get' things, even when Mr B wasn't his teacher, because he knew he could count on Mr B to help. Often when I dropped the kids to school I would smile or have a giggle at a funny hat Mr B may have on, or something he was up to with the kids. And I think I truly began to understand the depth of his love and compassion for others when we lost Robyn. John was a gift in the lives of so many people, and brought so much joy. All his wacky hats have been exchanged for a crown.

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The Age
13 years ago

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