Johnny was one of my favorite residents from the beginning. We had many deep discussions although I'm not sure what they were all about. I would sing him a song called "My hair's falling out, I think I'm going bald" to make him laugh. I called him Mr. Schindler or The Beav and he would call me Janie (sometimes) which is a ridiculously high compliment. My favorite is I would go in for the handshake and he would go in for the hug. His wife, Janie, has become one of my favorite people on the planet. She always came in with her smile, cookies, and crazy stories. My heart is truly happy for Johnny and sad for myself and especially Janie who knew him at his highest and lowest points. I cannot wait to meet him in heaven one day to experience the real Johnny Beaver.Much love to Janie Girl!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️