Of course, Johnny contributed so much to the town of Southwest Ranches-from helping to found the town in the first place, to offering his own money and backyard to support the volunteer fire department. In every way that a man can give, Johnny gave to his community. We certainly have some big cowboy boots to fill.

But aside from his many significant and honorable contributions as a founder, Fire and Police Commissioner and vice-mayor of the town, perhaps Johnny's greatest legacy is simply the person who he was-at the same time impressive and gentle, assertive and empathetic, impassioned and sensible.

I first began to know Johnny as we worked together to incorporate our area. Like a big-hearted lion, Johnny had a larger-than-life presence that commanded respect. Whenever he spoke, everyone listened in fascination to his deep, rumbling voice. And he seemed to always know the right thing to do or say. I'll never forget when people complained that I was trying to name the town "Meccaville;" Johnny spoke up and said that was all right with him, but he liked "Dollarville" better.

While I might have been an idealistic dreamer, Johnny was a master builder, a doer. He always took action. As we struggled together to create a town, he earned my trust, my admiration and my respect. Over the years Johnny became the brother that biology never granted me.

Perhaps like many of you, only now do I fully realize how grateful I am that Johnny was my friend; that he enriched my life with his witty country humor and informal ways; and that he willingly lent his intelligence, creativity and drive to make our town better.

I am a mayor in mourning for a community's great loss. Even more, I am a friend feeling the sharp wound of personal loss.

So I say these words now, as I have always said them: "See ya' later, JD." When we meet again, God willing, we shall, with those we love, build towns together in heaven."