He was a loud-mouthed redneck with fiery hair and an even hotter temper (sound familiar?).
This is the eulogy I wrote for him:
John was an original soul.
He lived life by his own set of rules and never compromised who he was.
He loved fast cars, a good Beam and Coke and his family.
He was an entertainer.
He loved to tell a good story.
Some would make a prostitute blush, but they all made you laugh.
Some of them were even partly true.
I have three brothers.
One I would call if I needed life advice.
One I would call if I needed help with the house.
And one I would call if I needed bailed out of jail.
I will let you guess which one John was.
He would be there for you whenever you needed him, no questions asked.
He had a love for his family that was endless and he was never afraid to tell you that he loved you or give you a hug, no matter how much time or distance had come between you since you had last seen each other.
John was always a firecracker, meant to burn out hard and bright.
People called him "animal" for a reason.
He was wild and untamed and that is why we loved him.
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|In memory of John. I love you, brother.|