John was a wonderful, wonderful man and I feel very happy to have known him as well as I did, even though that wasn't all that much. We weren't drinking buddies, and we didn't go out to ball games or anything like that, but he did take my wife and I hilltopping once at the St. Mary's hunt. We worked in the same office for 18 years, and the last time I ever saw him was at Dulles airport, where he would one day board flight 77.

I drew this ten years ago and I still like to take it out a read it, and remember the man.

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