Until he moved to Camelot, I knew Johnny only as an acquaintance through Mike. But within the first few weekly visits, he became a dear friend. We most often talked about our longing to get to Heaven, his having a glorified body when he got there, and our conversations with Jesus; we shared the same aching to be in His embrace. I always told Johnny that I'd be jealous if he got there first. But, now, I'm much too happy for him to be jealous. Of the books I read to Johnny, his favorite, by far, was "Heaven is for Real." He LOVED that book and so did I... So we read it twice. I will surely miss him.