Johnny's Eulogy---Lori

I remember when I first met Johnny with his black puppy dog eyes and his black greasy hair. He was shy and didn't talk very much, but that's who Johnny was.

Johnny didn't come from the best of families so we were his family. The greasers were his brothers, he knew we had his back through no matter what. He was a good friend and you could tell him anything and he would sit there, listening and never judging.

Johnny loved when I read to him, because he couldn't read that well he found it easier to listen to me. Johnny wanted to travel the country, he wanted to see and do so many different things and I wish I could still travel with him.

I will always remember when Johnny and I were up in the old church, the things we did and talked about to kill time were some of my best memories with Johnny.

Johnny died a hero and I wish that when I die I would die noble and for a good cause, like Johnny, not in some stupid rumble in the lot.

Johnny was my best buddy and I will always remember him...

Ponyboy Curtis