Johnny Alexander

I got the news last week about Johnney Ray's death all the way here in Ghana. He was a wonderful person. May you rest in perfect peace my brother.

?of course, I met Johnny at HH, he was one of the kindest, sweetest souls on that campus, always cheerful and humorous, Johnny didn't care what you looked like or what part of town you were from, he only cared about who you were as a person, Johnny taught me a great deal just by his actions, sorry to see him go.

It has been many years since I saw Johnny.  It was a few years after HS and we chatted at the old Russell's Market at the bottom of Bst.  I believe he said he was a fireman and doing well. The one thing about not seeing him for so many years, is that my vision of him is as the tall strong man he was.  A man with his whole life ahead of him.  We were all that way back then. 

I can picture him in HS as if it was yesterday.  Walking most of the time with Erna .   I was in track and football with him, and can honestly say that I never saw any anger in him or bad temper.  I believe it was his house that we had a party in his basement with the walls painted black. many Black pride posters on the wall with black lights as the only lumminations.  Pretty coooooool.

As the number on our age gets larger, I think we all get much more nostalgic and emotional about people we have know and shared life with.  He is in my thoughts today, and once again a vision of him running on the field is played.