John was my uncle; the youngest brother of my father, and the roll model that my father never was. Without John's and Barbara's warmth and acceptance of me I would not have had a connection to the Pentecost family. Where ever I was in the world, I was a part of the family because John was there. He provided the example of a rational, reasonable [mostly] adult, and good person in my early teens that I needed and could aspire too. He was a very special person to all who knew him and I am so fortunate that he touched my life as deeply as he did.
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Ordinarily I would take several hundred photos to document an event. This was too personal and emotional for me to do that. As a professional, I can be very unobtrusive when documenting a sensitive situation, but I have no experience photographing a persons passing. especially one so close to me. There were more than a hundred people at the visitation and at the church service and I couldn't feel comfortable taking pictures. At the funeral I ignored my reluctance and took several shots because I knew that later I would be sorry that I had not done so. Also, I knew that John would understand. These photos do not represent professional work, but my subjective response to my participation. [H] Lloyd