I had a dad John.

I had a brother John.

I have a cousin John.

I have a second cousin, Jon.

There were many guys in our group with the name John Dayton. We never got them confused, but others did all the time, especially the mailman!

This is a sweet photo of my brother John. I would guess that he was getting close to two years old in this photo. I bet our mother made his clothes. Cuffs on those pants and look at those shoes!  

Ten years ago he entered his Eternal home. Seems like yesterday and forever at the same time.