04 May 2007 They that love beyond the world Cannot be separated by it. Death is but crossing the world, As friends do the seas; They live in one another still. - William Penn - To every thing there is a season, And a time to every purpose under the heaven. A time to be born, and a time to die; A time to plant, and a time to pluck that which is planted; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a time to dance; A time to get, and a time to lose; A time to keep, and a time to cast away; A time to love, and a time to hate; A time of war, and time of peace. - Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 - From his niece, Beth Fifer bef_fife@charter.net

 

07 May 2007 This was my little brother Johnny whom I loved very much. He and I did a lot together. I took him to the movies, to get his hair cut and we always went down town after I got paid. I just enjoyed doing things with him and for him. He is missed so much from my life and our family's lives. I still have the letters that he wrote to me, one I got about 2 weeks after he was killed and he wrote it the day before he got killed. Loving Memories Your gentle face and patient smile         With sadness we recall You had a kindly word for each         And died beloved by all. The voice is mute and stilled the heart,         That loved us well and true, Ah, bitter was the trial to part         From one so good as you. You are not forgotten loved one         Nor will you ever be, As long as life and memeory last         We will remember thee. We miss you now, our hearts are sore,         As time goes by we miss you more, Your loving smile, your gentle face,         No one can fill your vacant place. Johnny, I will never forget you because now you have Mom and Dad and my son, John with you in heaven. I will be with all of you one day. Your loving sister, Nita From his sister, Juanita (Williams) Komanitsky nitak740@msn.com

 

07 May 2007 I was five years old visting with my grandmother. I used to admire this handsome man in a photo on her table. I was told he was my Uncle Johnny who died in the war. Now I'm all grown up and I can still remember my Uncle Johnny's photo. All I have is that memory, I never got to meet him, he died before I even understood what war was. Thank you for protecting me and having to die at such a young age, you are sadly missed and loved by many. From your niece, Michele Williams Foster E-mail address is not available.

 

08 May 2007 I never got to meet my great Uncle Johhny but I know he must have been a great man. He fought for his country and for the pride of his family with the greatest courage. He was the youngest sibling from my poppa's side of the family, and my poppa misses him dearly. I live in Florida now and recently went to a viewing of a "look-alike" memorial Wall. We sketched around his name and just being there and doing that brought me closer to him. Uncle Johhny, I know you're in heaven watching down on all of us. We love you and miss you! I can't wait to see you in heaven! The Lord Bless and keep you. May his face shine upon you and be gracious and give you Peace. From a great-niece, Erica Roach hushnow18@yahoo.com

 

21 May 2007 My memories of Johnny are of our youth ... I like them ... They are the types that left a wonderful "taste in ya mouth". I missed him then ... and now. What a waste of a good life. He was so handsome... From a first cousin (his momma Ruby's niece), Jan Player Williamson geechee742@yahoo.com

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