When Jesse Hal Johnson died suddenly on June 19, 1979, all of us were deeply shocked and saddened.  As friends and teachers, we saw his example in the life he led.  But moreover, we remember him for the kind of person he was, his high standards of honor were deep inside a body firmly planted on the ground yet reaching for the stars.  You could trust him with a secret, you could ask him for a favor, you could trade him a corny joke for a sincere laugh any day.  As you looked up into his clear blue eyes, there was truly a light shining in them.  That light is gone from our sight now, but we are gladdened by our memories of Jesse.