Tuesday, August 21, 2018
I have many, many fond memories of John. I will mention just one: When Betty, Jan, and Lorra were stuck in snow in Raleigh, John, a terrific cook, made my favorite Florentine Spaghetti, walked down to my house and walked me to his house to eat. I guess he thought I might fall in the snow and not be able to play the organ. It could not have been better as was all his cooking. After the Aldridges moved from Laurinburg, I visited them in New Orleans and Chicago. My love and deepest sympathy to Lorra, Jan, and Chezzie.