In Memoriam : John Alexander
Andy Gillespie - September 6, 2016 Contact this person
John was my buddy as a little boy. During the summers and at other times, when my family visited my great-uncle and -aunt, Doc and Maida Belle Hill, in Ewing, my brother Jim and I always looked forward to more time running around with Jimmy and Johnny. We knew the other siblings as well and their parents. A friend of a child is a friend for one's lifetime and I never lost my affection for John and the adventures we experienced together, like blackberry picking, exploring the nearby woods and fields, watching the action down at the feed mill, playing pinball at the Ewing Garage, playing in the schoolyard, making ice cream and soda runs at Fern Darr's Store, and playing the juke box at Abby's Café till we'd get run out for playing the same song over and over again. Oh, and we were known for pulling a prank or two, here and there, and then try to act adorable at the dental office or when it was lunchtime back at the house. (And Aunt Maida Bell sure did put up with a lot from us boys! SMH now!) And I must say, we had a fine time in the game room playing cards (Gin Rummy) on many an afternoon. I wouldn't trade those days for the world! With the passage of time, starting with our teen years, we lost touch with one another but not of these memories. I wound up becoming a preacher like my Dad, and until only a few years ago I always wondered what happened to the Alexander boys. Finally, I heard someone tell me John was living in Ewing and my brother and I stopped to see "Johnny" as we called him, and that was our last contact. I regret that life was so busy we had no more opportunities to visit. But I'm grateful for this reconnection in adulthood. Let me say that God loves each of you in the family and cares for you in your loss! His grace is great to everyone who believes in Him and who calls upon Him in faith. You are in my prayers during this time.
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