I meet John in 1976 when he was doing research for a upcoming movie.He came into the gas station
asking about a disco and its location.I was pumping gas at that time.I knew who he was from his tv show.
I asked him if he needed anything and he wanted some gum and breath mints.I gave him a case of each,
no charge.My uncle started to have a cow about that and I told him to take it from my slave wage.John said stop
by disco and have a drink on him,even if I am a minor.Not a big deal back then.I went home,which was like
four blocks away,cleaned up, went to the disco with my older brother,who was into that type of music.
He thought I was playing a joke on him.When we got there it was packed and a waiting line was in place.My brother knew the bouncer,and we got in.We spotted John and he called me over,I was ready to pee in my tight jeans!
He sat us down at his table and treated us like old friends,my brother was freaking out.He asked If I wanted
something to eat,and I said sure.The disco did not serve food but the owner sent someone out,just for us.
It was a night I will remember forever,not because of John,but it was the last time I ever spent a night out with my
brother.A few days later he was killed on a motorcycle when a car side swipped him coming out of a alley.
My dad wanted him to sell the bike but he kept riding it.When I heard about Johns son my thoughts went back
to my brother.Sorry for such a long post.