Johnny, a remarkable man

Up the street so to speak lives Johnny.  By up the street Kadizzle means two camp sites to the East.  Johnny lumbered in about a month ago in his old motor home that looks like it has fought many battles.  Johnny is 87 and has probably shrunk by several inches.  Johnny doesn't have a mean bone in his body, and to top it off he is a good liberal.  Johnny comes down from Alaska in his motor home to spend the winter at Lake Roosevelt.  There is something unique about Johnny and that is why the Forest Service values Johnny.  Johnny was there when the 40 million dollars was spent to build the place.  Johnny knows where every wire and sewer line runs, and he remembers.  Johnny is a portable set of blue prints.  So the employees can put Johnny in the truck and drive anywhere with confidence they can dig down and hit a pipe where Johnny says it is.

On just about any day Johnny will drive by ten times suffering from boredom.  Johnny has a little white poodle or whatever it is named Bessie. Bessie rides beside Johnny with her paws on the dashboard or her head out the window.  Bessie knows English as a second language.  In the summer Johnny loves to fish for salmon, which he brings down for everyone.  We had a great salmon dinner courtesy   of Johnny.

What set Kadizzle on this train of thought was how much Johnny contributes.  At 87 you cannot swing an axe or dig with a shovel, but the other day Kadizzle went into the shop and there was Johnny.  Johnny was straightening up, and sorting bolts.  How many people do you know 87 that are volunteers and get their ass out of bed and go work for the greater good.  Johnny is the only one Kadizzle knows.  May my old girlfriend who is 93 has a lot of spark.  She is in the nursing home, and having a good time harassing everyone while no doubt she is cackling up a storm. Kadizzle does not plan to live so long, but if he does maybe he can have the energy of Johnny, or May.