Johnny, We Hardly Knew Ye

Love, Grief -- Grief, Love

2012-01-28T20:07:00.000-05:00

Everyone experiences grief, each in our own way.

This blog, in many ways, is intended as a manifestation of love in the face of grief -- love that was, love that is, love that will forever be, love that even death cannot vanquish.

In my foundest hopes, this blog will, from time to time, provide solace to someone enduring grief if only from the perspective that they are not alone. In that context, I just read (in a single sitting) a recently released book on grief and love entitled Kayak Morning in which the author recounts his personal meditations on grief several years after the death of his adult daughter. While much more erudite than this blog, the essence of this book nonetheless encapsulates the blog's objective when it ends with a definition:

Grief. The State of mind brought about when love, having lost to death, learns to breathe beside it. See also love.

If so inclined, have a read. I'll lend you the book

Father/Son Memory Immortalized

2012-01-25T17:39:00.002-05:00

Recall this earlier post from almost two years ago which captured a father/son memory just several weeks before John died. As recounted in that post, "while waiting at the bar for a table, father and son got a good laugh about the recent efforts of then Vice President Dick Cheney's office to abolish John's Dad's official position and his entire organization -- events that would become public several months later."

In some regards, the web is ephemeral. Only just realizing that some of the public references to that Leonard/Cheney encounter were still available on the Internet, below is a link that gives a spot-on synopsis of what the incident was about and also confirmed for John's dad that when his work became fodder for late-night comedy, it was time to retire from the Federal government.

The Colbert Report
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Additional insights into this memory can be found at this link as well as below.

The Daily Show with Jon Stewart
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As always, thanks for the fond memories, JW. We had a good laugh that night. Little did we know that what we were talking about and sharing just among ourseleves that evening would become a topic for some of your favorite TV shows!

John's Fund Continues to Grow

2012-01-04T19:52:00.000-05:00

Thanks to a very generous donation from John's Aunt Susie and Uncle John, as well as his brother Mike's loving decision to ask that his Christmas gift this year be a donation to John's memorial fund, the fund has now reached almost 90% of its goal. As a reminder, the purpose of this fund to support the upcoming World Assembly in Lima, Peru this October of the World Movement for Democracy, a global network of democrats, including activists, practitioners, academics, policy makers, and funders, who have come together to cooperate in the promotion of democracy. More details on JW's fund can be found at this link.

Latest Additions to John's Room

2012-01-02T12:28:00.000-05:00

Sincere thanks to John's good friends, Cate and Greg, who on a recent trip to Ireland picked up the latest additions to John's Room, some Guinness pub coasters and, most special of all, a Guinness rugby ball! Just imagine what the first scrum will be like at the next JW Kickball and Kegger fest.

The above were presented to John's mom & dad this past Christmas. They are sincerely grateful to the goodness and friendship that helps perpetuate John's love of friends and family.

And by the way, mark your calendars now for the next great event on June 23, 2012!

Memory of Christmas Eve Past

2011-12-31T21:43:00.001-05:00

This Christmas Eve, John’s Mom and Dad took JW’s brother and sister to a Redskins game at Fedex Field for their Christmas gift. It was a great time, especially the tailgating and great seats in the first row of the upper deck on the 50 yard line. It was also a typically frustrating Redskins game, with the Skins somehow losing to the 2-12 Vikings after having beat the Giants twice this season and almost beating the Patriots. More than anything else, however, it also brought back fond memories of an earlier Christmas Eve Redskins game.

It was Christmas Eve, 2005 – JW’s penultimate Christmas and his last spent at home (in 2006, he spent Christmas w/Alex’s family in San Francisco). It was at that earlier Christmas Eve that JW and his brother Mike treated their Papa, their Uncle Ken, their sister and well as their Dad to a Redskins game for Christmas. Actually, it was John’s Dad’s first Redskins game and tailgating experience at Fedex Field. Some memories from that game:

The Redskins actually winning, beating the Giants 35-20 and thus securing a wild card playoff spot – beating Tampa Bay in the subsequent first playoff round, only to lose to Seattle in the second;

The guys actually springing for an “Orange” parking pass so that their Papa didn’t have to walk that far to the stadium;

Everyone being concerned for Uncle Ken since he was wearing a Giants cap – thus he was always escorted to the restroom;

Papa being especially interested in using the field glasses when the cheerleaders were on the field; and

Everyone (including three 6’ + guys) creating a protective phalanx around Papa when it came time to leave so as to ensure he would not be knocked down by the bustling crowd!

This year's Christmas Eve game, of course, was different with neither JW nor Papa able to be there with us. It was also different in another couple of ways. First of all, as indicated in the photo to the right, the very seats we sat in during the Christmas Eve 2005 game no longer exist; what with Dan Snyder having torn them out after coming to the realization that the seats were so undesirable, he could not even sell them to the 15,000 or so fans on a waiting list for season tickets. Even more importantly, since 2005, the quality of our tailgating has increased tremendously. For that prior Christmas Eve game, all we had were a couple of six packs and a bag or two of chips with everyone standing around the rear bumper of the car. This year (click on the photo below to access an album for Christmas Eve 2011), in addition to having a cooler-full of beer, some chairs and a table, along with a grill, a canopy and a corn hole game, we also had epicurean delights to include cheese and crackers, Italian sausage and potatoes, as well as “antipasto on a stick,” all followed by some good Irish whiskey and an excellent cigar and then some post-game hot chocolate and homemade cranberry nut-bread. When comparing the difference in quality between the two tailgating events, John’s sis aptly pointed out that it was all due to the addition of John’s mom to the happening, she being absent from the 2005 experience.

Oh yea, we also had the fond memories of the 2005 Christmas Eve experience to keep us warm from the biting wind in the parking lot this year. Thanks, for the memories John – and is it true that in heaven the Redskins never lose?

Memories of Christmas Eve Past

True Motivation in Life

2011-12-20T20:04:00.002-05:00

"Experience is a hard teacher because she gives the test first and lessons later." During life, different things keep us motivated to finish the test. I recently returned from a long DoD professional course which took me out of the local area for the last couple of months. During that course, days were long and testing was complex and tedious. However, there were two things pinned up to the wall of my small, bland governmental colored cubicle which motivated me through the toughest of times. Those two items were a picture of Ariana and a copy of John's professional obituary.

A great fond memory of John comes from the Summer of 2006. For the 4th of July celebration, we took the jeep out to Reston for a party there followed by some cheesy neighborhood fireworks which obtained the award for least amount of traffic after a fireworks show in the DC area. During that night, we got into a conversation about my recent experiences in Iraq, and John expressed a sentiment which was usually not expressed between siblings, especially those who fought constantly about who got dibbs on the top bunk bed when we were growing up. The sentiment he expressed was how very proud he was of me. I still remember that conversation vividly, since those words are not uttered as much as they should be. I see it as very fitting that he inspired and motivated me through my professional challenges and accomplishments in the last four years.

The symbol of a small piece of paper tacked to a cubicle wall summed up a large motivation in my life. Looking back, I never took the opportunity to express how proud I was of him and everything he did for me. But, who would ever do that to a big brother? He was the older, more experienced one. But now I got to play catch up. This one piece of paper was my way to tell him in a small way of how proud I am and continue to be of him.

Sort of like parents creating a blog and memorial fund in his memory.

John's Global Memorial Fund

2011-12-16T17:05:00.000-05:00

For the next several years, John's parents have decided to attempt to give a more global impact to JW's legacy while maintaining the heretofore twofold focus of the fund: youth and technology. This will be accomplished by creating a fund to support the World Movement for Democracy, a global network of democrats, including activists, practitioners, academics, policy makers, and funders, who have come together to cooperate in the promotion of democracy. More details on his fund can be found here.

We've established a goal of raising $25,000 by the time of the Assembly in October 2012. To date, from family and friends, over $21,000 has been pledged and raised. For those interested in assisting in furthering John's legacy, and helping achieve this goal, tax-deductible contributions can be made to the National Endowment for Democracy and mailed to:

John William Leonard Memorial Fund
c/o World Movement for Democracy
National Endowment for Democracy
1025 F St., NW, Suite 800
Washington, DC 20004

John's Continuing Presence

2011-12-01T22:37:00.001-05:00

To recognize JW's continuing presence in the lives of so many people, to include a young boy who was merely an infant when JW died, see this beautiful blog post by John's sister-in-law.

The Warmth of a Brother's Love

2011-11-25T19:10:00.001-05:00

In what may become a Thanksgiving tradition, John's mom presented John's sister with the latest in a series of quilts made, in part, out of remnants of John's clothes. The latest outcome of countless hours of labor and love on the part of John's mom is an Irish quilt with shamrocks and the following Irish blessing in the middle:

May you always have ...

Walls for the wind,

A roof for the rain,

Tea beside the fire,

Laughter to cheer you

And those you love near you.

As you'll see when you click on the below picture in order to see all the photos in the special album, the shirt that JW had on in the above brother/sister photo taken in Dublin on St. Patrick's Day, 2005 is now an integral part of the quilt.

The Warmth of a Brother

In addition, all of John's mom's quilts from the past several years can be seen below.

When I Call a Name

2011-11-05T17:45:00.000-04:00

For the first time the other night, I heard one of the songs (actually a spoken piece) from the Vin Scelsa broadcast of April 7, 2007, which I have always considered a Requiem for John. The music is When I Call a Name and only now did I realize that it is from the opening scenes of a 2005 film, Me and You and Everyone We Know. The lyrics somehow seem apropos and can be found below the link to the song on YouTube.

she: if you really love me, let's make a vow.
right here, together, right now. okay?

he: okay

she: alright, repeat after me. i'm gonna be free.

he: i'm gonna be free.

she: and i'm gonna be brave.

he: i'm gonna be brave.

she: good. i'm gonna live each day as if it were my last.

he: oh, that's good.

she: you like that?

he: yeah

she: say it.

he: i'm gonna live each day as if it were my last.

she: fantastically.

he: fantastically.

she: courageously.

he: courageously.

she: with grace.

he: with grace.

she: and in the dark of the night...

he: and it does get dark.

she: when i call a name

he: when i call a name

she: it'll be your name... what's your name?

he: nevermind.

she: let's go. say it.

he: let's go.

she: everywhere.

he: everyhere.

she: even though

he: even though

she: we're scared.

he: we're scared.

she: cause it's life.

he: it's life.

she: and it's happening. it's really really happening, right now...

The Leonard Guys

2011-10-23T20:05:00.001-04:00

Thanks to Adel from John's Dad's office for the photo that so expertly captured the three Leonard guys.

Still John's Town

2011-10-01T23:36:00.001-04:00

Recall this earlier post regarding John's Mom's and Dad's taste of being DC residents like John, albeit for only a month.

Well, for almost 2 months now, John's Mom and Dad have become full time DC residents, at least during the work week with weekends still spent in beautiful Southern Maryland. Having tired of the daily 120 mile round-trip commute, and taking advantage of John's Mom's recent retirement, John's parents have rented a small apartment in the District -- specifically in the Adams Morgan neighborhood.

Adams Morgan, of course, is where John purchased his one and only home, a condominium on the first floor of an almost 100-year-old apartment building on Belmont Rd. (see photo to left). John had great plans for his place and really enjoyed living in the District.

So the obvious question is, did John's Mom and Dad choose a place in Adams Morgan just 4 blocks from Belmont Road because of or in spite of the connection to John? As always, the answer entails a little of both.

First of all, John's parents did not set out looking for a place in Adams Morgan. It just turned out that the first place they found that piqued their interest was located there. As such, the question then became whether the fact that the apartment was located in Adams Morgan served to disqualify it from consideration due to its connection to John?

There, of course, were pros and cons both ways. John's parents have many positive memories of visiting John there -- to include going to many of the diverse eateries in the neighborhood. At the same time, there are more painful memories as well such as packing up his condominium after his death. But the bottom line is that many of the same things that attracted John to the neighborhood attracted his parents -- like son, like parent.

So now when they walk the area, they are struck by the good as well as the bad, usually unexpectedly; such as stumbling upon a small hole in the wall where they shared a meal or similarly stumbling upon the EMT Station from which the ambulance was dispatched to take him to the hospital or the pharmacy where he went after being discharged from the hospital to fill his prescriptions just hours before his death. This is not only John's town, but his neighborhood as well, and that's what is ultimately good about it.

A Living Memorial

2011-08-26T16:21:00.007-04:00

This post from several years ago, tells the background of JW's memorial which consists of a bench under some cherry trees in a garden with a precipice. It was created as a fitting spot from which to pay tribute to John's spirit.

The below picture taken this summer captures the essence of the memorial. John's dad is sitting on the bench with John's niece, Ariana. She is being told one of the many stories of her Uncle Johnny that she will continue to hear for many years to come. Together, they are perfectly protected by the shade of the cherry trees. It is truly a living memorial.

How much this memorial has come alive over the past several years is depicted in the below comparative shots.

The Musical Era of JW's Birth

2011-07-17T18:23:00.001-04:00

An era is often defined by its music.

Recently, upon the death of Clarence Clemons of the E Street Band, Vin Scelsa of WFUV-FM in New York played a musical remembrance. It is slightly less than 20 minutes long and can be found at this link. At the end of this recording, Vin talks about how the early music of the E Street Band was emblematic not only of an era (the mid-seventies, the time when JW was born) but also of a geographic area, the Jersey Shore, a place where JW lived very early in his life. This music, and the era that Vin reminisces about, was what John's parents where immersed in when he came into our lives.

Big Bro / Little Sis

2011-07-16T17:16:00.003-04:00

In the post below, Jes recounts memories of growing up with her brothers and the attendant teasing and the like which took place in any sibling relationship.

Our earliest memory of JW and Jes dates back to a few days after she was born. JW was 7 years older than his little sister, who was born 6 weeks premature and 400 miles from home. Although all turned out well, it was a pretty stressful time for all. We, of course, tried to shield our children from our worries. Nonetheless, even as a 7-year-old, JW was pretty sharp in observing things going on around him.

Thus, it was no surprise that the first night we finally got back to our home (then south of Richmond, VA), we noticed that JW was very upset and not very willing to talk about it. He finally told us what was worrying him, specifically he was worried that his baby sister was going to die. So, from the very beginning, JW was looking out for his little sis, a role he never relinquished, to this day.

Happy 35th John

2011-06-21T20:19:00.006-04:00

Over the weekend of John's 35th birthday, I thought a lot about John (not that I need a special occasion to do so) and at times pondering what life would be like if John were still with us. However, after reading Dad's posting about having "no need to refer to 'what would have been'. He did not live his life waiting to fulfill his potential, rather, for every year of life he celebrated, John made the most of what he was given".

So, instead of thinking about what life could've been, I shared great stories of what is was like to grow up with two big brothers. Although at the time (and my parents can attest to it), I thought my brothers made my life miserable, I would never trade a day back. I have been blessed to have two brothers that continuously look out for me, just in different ways.

Happy 35th birthday John!

"Siblings are the people we practice on, the people who teach us about fairness and cooperation and kindness and caring- quite often the hard way."

~ Pamela Dugdale

A Toast to John

2011-06-21T19:57:00.006-04:00

Happy Birthday John!!

It has been a long few years and looking back, it is amazing to see how much things have changed but also, how much is still the same. A John memory to share actually implicates myself into a small listener of country music. It was five years ago, and Gina and I were driving on the Beltway approaching the Wilson Bridge when the Kenney Chesney song "My Next 30 Years" came on the radio. I was quick to call you to rub in the fact that you were turning 30 that week, an age you had apprehensions of reaching. Going to voice mail, we were laughing our asses off while I left you a message with the song blaring in the background. (I am sure there is some country lyric out there that could describe the activities of that birthday party; beer, imported beach sand and a bar owner power washing the outdoor patio after we were asked to leave). As always, good times, good memories and the never ending story of how your last year on this Earth was truly your best; a standard that I as a father, husband, brother and son try to emulate everyday.

As for your 35th birthday, in keeping with tradition, we celebrated it at Levante's Restaurant in Dupont Circle last night. And we captured a great picture of the birthday toast between Dad and Ariana (and no, that is not wine in her sippy cup). Tradition also dictated that we come to the birthday dinner with Hokie Wine in hand, still at $6.99 a bottle. (Hokie wine is going to be the new gauge of American economic strength, so look forward to getting an update on the price of cheap wine at your 40th birthday to see if our economy has recovered any).

Another year has passed, which for us, is another chance to live life to the fullest, exactly how you left this world.

The Gift of the Son

2011-06-19T17:29:00.009-04:00

Today is Fathers' Day -- tomorrow is JW's birthday. The two, of course, are forever linked.

I've found myself over the past several days referring to tomorrow as what would have been John's 35th birthday. I've come to realize that referring to it as such is inappropriate. There is nothing about the person JW became that "would have been."

Rather, JW is a tremendous man who enjoyed the gift of life for 30 years. There is no need to refer to "what would have been." He did not live his life waiting to fulfill his potential. Rather, for every year of life he celebrated, John made the most of what he was given. He lived his life to the fullest, in an extremely giving way.

Tomorrow we celebrate what JW was and continues to be -- a powerful force for making the world a better place because not only did he live, but he loved and was loved -- and continues as such.

Today, and everyday, I am thankful for the legacy my son has left for his father -- and for the continuing gift of John's brother and sister, his sister-in-law, and of course, his niece (none of whom would have been possible but for JW's mom).

5th Annual JW Kickball & Kegger Fest

2011-06-12T17:16:00.006-04:00

For what would have been JW's 35th birthday, the big kickball and kegger fest was held this year on Saturday, June 11th. It took more than a violent thunderstorm to dampen the spirits of all those who came out to help commemorate! Pictures can be seen by clicking the photo below:

5th Annual JW Kickball & Kegger Fest

Special thanks to Barbara (the matriarch of John's "second" family) who took the bulk of the above pictures. Also, thanks to Gobbler's Knob who provided the fest's musical entertainment (here's hoping Dish's amplifier dries out after the big storm) and to Pete who served as a special guest opening act.

Also, John's newest memorial fund supporting the World Youth Movement for Democracy got off to a tremendous start of $1,102 dollars due to an extremely generous donation on the part of John's Aunt Ticia and Uncle Ken as well as Gobbler's Knob who donated half the proceeds from sales of their newest pre-release CD, a commemorative edition for this fest.

By the way, in the humble opinion of this transcriber, the defensive play of the day in the kickball game was accomplished by none other than John's dad. Pitching, JW's dad fielded a hard line drive straight back to the box off Stryker's foot. John's dad fielded the line drive mostly out of self-preservation but admirably held onto to his beer cup while doing so, only to have the force of the caught kickball propel his beer cup clear into the outfield. You had to be there to appreciate such a feat.

So as to not miss out on such doings in the future, mark you calendars now for next year's fest which will be held on Saturday, June 16, 2012.

JW's Memorial Fund Goes Global

2011-06-09T22:34:00.006-04:00

Thanks to all who have given to JW's memorial fund over the past several years.

For the next several years, John's parents have decided to attempt to give a more global impact to JW's legacy while maintaining the heretofore twofold focus of the fund: youth and technology. This will be accomplished by creating a fund to support the World Movement for Democracy, a global network of democrats, including activists, practitioners, academics, policy makers, and funders, who have come together to cooperate in the promotion of democracy.

Specifically, the goal of JW's memorial fund for the next couple of years is to support the World Movement for Democracy’s Seventh Global Assembly, which will take place in the Latin America/Caribbean region in late 2012, as well as youth engagement in advancing democracy and human rights, particularly using new information and communication technologies (ICTs). To that end, JW's memorial fund will be used in the following ways:

· The World Youth Movement for Democracy, a global network affiliated with the World Movement for Democracy and coordinated by the World Movement Secretariat at the National Endowment for Democracy (a private 501(c)(3) not for profit organization), will conduct a competition and provide one or more awards to youth projects that use new technologies for democracy activism. Competition entrants will be asked to demonstrate the innovative use of technologies in their democracy work and submit project ideas to enhance that work. Using a portion of the contributed funds, the awardee(s) would be provided with round trip air travel and per diem expenses enabling their participation in the Seventh Assembly where they will be given opportunities, through workshops and technology training sessions, to share their project ideas with counterparts across borders within their regions and around the world.

· A portion of the contribution would be used following the Assembly to provide modest amounts of funds to the awardee(s) to implement their project ideas using new technologies.

· A portion of the contribution would be used to help underwrite the local costs of conducting approximately five hands-on technology training sessions conducted by youth activists experienced in using new ICTs in their work. The trainings would be provided for Assembly participants both younger and older.

To understand the potential impact of this aspect of JW's legacy, one needs to look no further than the Arab Spring, an unfolding revolutionary wave in the Arab world that is propelled, in large part, by both youth and technology.

For those interested in assisting in furthering John's legacy, contributions can be made to the National Endowment for Democracy and mailed to:

John William Leonard Memorial Fund
c/o World Movement for Democracy
National Endowment for Democracy
1025 F St., NW, Suite 800
Washington, DC 20004

Relay in Memory of JW

2011-05-26T22:03:00.003-04:00

John's mom Relays in memory of JW, her Dad, and her mother-in-law and because she wants to see an end to cancer during her lifetime. Relay gives John's mom the unique opportunity to celebrate the lives of those who have battled cancer and support the American Cancer Society’s lifesaving mission by fighting back against a disease that has already taken too much.

Please support John's mom's efforts to fight back against cancer by joining her Relay For Life® team or making a donation by clicking on this link. You can make a one-time gift or increase your impact by making a monthly donation to support the cause.

Your efforts will help the American Cancer Society fund groundbreaking cancer research, provide up-to-date cancer information, advocate for all people to have access to screening and treatment, and offer free programs and services to improve the quality of life for people facing cancer. By being a part of Relay, we are joining a worldwide movement to help defeat cancer for future generations.

Another Gift of Love

2011-04-08T05:00:00.000-04:00

In his memory, yesterday, JW's mom gave to his dad an "Irish Chain Quilt" made, in part, from articles of JW's clothing. As with the earlier quilt for JW's niece, Ariana, this quilt will keep JW's dad and generations to come both physically and spiritually warm.

Memories of John

2011-04-08T04:44:00.005-04:00

John being the cyber geek he was, this blog has long been considered a fitting memorial for JW -- providing for all, not just family, the opportunity to keep memories of John alive in cyberspace. Alas, the cyber world is still ephemeral, it's 1's and 0's subject to being zapped or becoming unreadable at any given time. (Does anyone still have any 5 1/4-inch floppy disks on hand)?

In that regard, good old-fashion paper and ink can still be depended upon to last through the ages. In that regard, this April 7th, in memory of JW, his Mom, brother and sister were each given a copy of the first 2 bound volumes of this blog in book form.

Once again, all are encouraged to contribute to what is hoped will be a long-lasting memorial to JW, one way or the other -- one that can be experienced by generations yet to come who will know so well that JW not only lived but that he loved and was loved.

A New April 7th

2011-04-07T21:17:00.007-04:00

JW's Mom & Dad got to spend most of the day with someone who experienced her first-ever April 7th today. May JW's niece, Ariana, have many, many, many, many more April 7ths to come and continue to share the joy as she so readily did today. (Click on the picture below to be taken to the gallery which includes Ariana weeding her parents' front lawn).

A New April 7th

Sunrise with JW

2011-04-07T19:13:00.022-04:00

I've felt compelled to come here for four years but have yet to do so until now. It's dark and cold, with the ink black waters of the Potomac River flowing by. It's not, however, as terribly cold as that prior April 7th when four inches of snow had fallen in Southern Maryland.

Although dawn is an hour away, off in the distance are the crew teams methodically propelling their racing shells through the frigid river waters. Some of the rowers are the same age that JW was when they were born.

On the other side of the river is the faint outline of the skyline of Rosslyn, the place where JW lived before moving to the District. Unlike that earlier April 7th which was a Saturday, headlights dance all around as the earliest of commuters head off to work, to include those on the Roosevelt Bridge -- the same route JW

used when he became an against-the-flow commuter -- heading from the nation's capital to the suburbs of Northern Virginia. Overhead, planes bank -- closely hewing to the path of the Potomac as they take off from National Airport for places unknown, to include destinations JW most assuredly travelled to himself be it for business or pleasure.

I am standing at the Watergate -- not the complex of apartments, offices and hotels made famous by the Nixon-era break-in -- but rather the terraced steps west of the Lincoln Memorial from which the Watergate complex derives it's name. The steps were originally planned as the official reception area for dignitaries arriving at Washington, DC via barge, but it was never used for that purpose.

For us, however, the Watergate holds a much greater significance. Traveling painstakingly slow through the snow and following the ambulance that was transporting JW from a hospital in Southern Maryland to one in the District on that April 7th morning, it was at that point shortly before dawn that we saw the ambulance's emergency lights come on. Right then and there we knew that something was dreadfully wrong but even then we did not know how wrong. For it was at that moment -- at that place -- that JW experienced irreversible brain stem compression -- it was at that place and time that our first child, our oldest son, died.

So here I was, four years later, a bouquet of flowers in hand, compelled to come back. At first, I was uncertain as to why but slowly I came to understand. Although on that fateful snowy April day we were no more than 25 feet away following the ambulance in our own car - the fact remains that our son died alone -- surrounded by strangers. Coming back, even four years later, was the closest I could come to entering the back of that ambulance when my son needed me the most - to hold his hand - to stroke his head - to kiss him goodbye.

But as I stood on those steps, watching the dawn break in overcast skies over the Lincoln Memorial, I also knew that whereas JW may have died alone physically -- he knew in no uncertain terms and at the most fundamental level that he was surrounded by and enveloped in the love of his family up to the very end of his life. And as the sky lightened, as the rowers came into clearer focus, as the commuting traffic increased and as more and more airplanes were taking off, and as the skyline of Rosslyn began to reflect the early sun - I knew that I was standing at what has become for me the center of the universe because the world and the life of so many people in it are so very different for the better solely because JW lived -- and most importantly of all, because of the manner in which he lived. And although the foot of those steps may be the place that he died, it is not the place where he ceased to make a difference in the world today. Like ripples in a pond, because he loved and was loved by so many, JW continues today, and for generations to come, to be a positive force in the lives of so many others. His spirit lives on, not only in heaven but here on earth as well.

And by the way, I went by those steps a couple of hours later and the flowers were gone. I seriously doubt that the Park Service would be that quick in picking the flowers up. As such, I'm certain that right now they are giving someone somewhere the pleasure of a bouquet of fresh cut flowers. Somehow, JW just keeps on giving.

Posted by John's Dad

April 7th

2011-04-07T01:29:00.003-04:00

"...(y)ou know our life -- the outside of it as others do -- and the inside of it -- which they do not. You have seen our whole voyage. You have seen us go to sea, a cloud of sail -- and flag at the peak; and you see us now, chartless, adrift -- derelicts; battered, water-logged, our sails a ruck of rags, our pride gone. For it is gone. And there is nothing in its place. The vanity of life was all we had, and there is no more vanity left in us. We are even ashamed of that we had; ashamed that we trusted the promises of life and builded high -- to come to this!

"I did know that (he) was part of us; I did not know that (he) could go away; I did not know that (he) could go away, and take our lives with (him), yet leave our dull bodies behind. To me (he) was but treasure in the bank; the amount known, the need to look at it daily, handle it, weigh it, count it, realize it, not necessary; and now that I would do it, it is too late; they tell me it is not there, has vanished away in a night, the bank is broken, my fortune is gone, I am a pauper. How am I to comprehend this? How am I to have it? Why am I robbed, and who is benefited"?

Mark Twain [Samuel Clemens] (1835-1910), in a letter to a close friend after his daughter Susy, aged 24, died of meningitis while her parents were abroad.

Walking in the footsteps of John

2011-04-06T20:49:00.002-04:00

It’s been four years since I’ve spoken to my brother John. I’ve “talked” to him since then but nothing can replace the two-way communication of a conversation, no matter what the topic. Recently, on my trip to Peru with my family, I hiked the Inca Trail with my brother Mike and our friend Sean, and I found a new connection. The Inca trail is hiked by thousands of tourists and everyone starts from the same starting point, Kilometer 82 towards Machu Picchu. The trail is comfortable enough for one hiker and her bag; it’s a walkway that at times is only surrounded by the mountain on one side and the edge of a cliff on the other. An amazing thought occurred to me on my journey. In the midst of the natural beauty of the Peruvian Andes, I thought that although it’s been five years since he hiked the historical trail, the circumstances of the hike guarantees that I just walked in the same footsteps as John did. There’s a mystical connection in knowing that we shared a unique experience, despite the confines of time. The path was laid out and all I had to do was follow and experience it. I feel blessed that I was able to share this experience with the rest of my family. Not only did I enjoy the amazing experience of the Inca Trail, I also experienced a new connection- a connection that cannot replace the loss of my big brother, but a connection that can in a small way refill the void nonetheless.

Happy Birthday Hammer

2011-03-30T20:49:00.002-04:00

Today is the 49th birthday of Stanley Kirk Burrell (born March 30, 1962), better known by his stage name M.C. Hammer (or simply Hammer). The first concert JW's parents took him to (as in drop off and pick up) was an M.C. Hammer concert at the Forest National in Brussels, Belgium in April 1991 when he was 14 years old.

Fortunately, as he matured, so did JW's music tastes.

It's That Time of Year Again!

2011-03-29T20:39:00.002-04:00

JW's Memorial

As originally intended. Note prior years at this and additional links.

The Cycle Continues

2011-03-28T17:20:00.005-04:00

The below blog post explains the story of the rock from Machu Picchu that has remained on John's headstone for the past three and a half years and which was returned to its rightful place atop the ancient sacred sanctuary just last week. A "temporary replacement" rock from mountaintop has now been placed upon JW's headstone. The intent is that at some point in the future, another member of the Leonard clan, perhaps an Aunt and Uncle, or a cousin, or even a member of the next generation can likewise return this rock to its rightful place, and return with another "temporary replacement," continuing the cycle for years to come.

Amazing

2011-03-25T22:14:00.002-04:00

We're Here

2011-03-24T22:32:00.000-04:00

Just the three of us ... Amazing!

A Day in the Sacred Valley

2011-03-22T21:11:00.009-04:00

It was with mixed trepidation that we approached the latest Leonard family road trip - this one to the Peruvian Andes. Neither of us, of course, would ever had made such a trip on our own. It was the sense of adventure of our children that has brought us to almost 13,000 ft. elevation today.

John lived a very full life. As his parents, we experienced much of his life with him. As with all persons, he began to carve out his own life - parts of which he would share but, of course, there were those parts which we could only glimpse. His life with Alex, his work life, and the adventures upon which he embarked with his normal sense of zest, are all examples.

One of John's most noteworthy adventures and which had a tremendous impact upon him was his hike up the Inca Trail to Machu Picchu. The email embedded in the below blog post captures it all for JW - "amazing."

In a sense, we feared returning to Machu Picchu as a family would only further emphasize his absence (as if it needs any help in that regard). But once again our children propelled us on a path we didn't think we were ready to take.

Today, in JW's words, was amazing - and we didn't even make to Machu Picchu yet. Together, we explored the Sacred Valley of the ancient Incan civilization visiting many ancient archeological sites and as a result experienced first hand the exhilaration JW experienced almost five years ago. In doing do, we achieved more than just a glimpse into the wonderful life John carved out for himself during the time he was allotted in this world - it was almost as if we got to share this adventure firsthand.

Return to Machu Picchu

2011-03-19T01:02:00.001-04:00

Today, John's Mom, Dad, brother and sister departed for Peru to commemorate one of the most exhilarating things John did in his life. Specifically, less than a year before he died, he hiked up the Andes to Machu Picchu, a pre-Columbian Inca site located at 7,970 ft above sea

level on a mountain ridge in Peru. Often referred to as "The Lost City of the Incas", Machu Picchu was built around the year 1450 and abandoned a hundred years later, at the time of the Spanish conquest. By clicking on the emailto the left, you can read in his own words how this adventure impacted John.

Several years ago, Chris, who was an intern in John's Dad's last office while in the Federal government, spent some time in South America. While there, he too hiked to Machu Picchu and, as you can see, brought with him John's picture. He also brought back a rock from the mountain that has, as you can see in the picture to the left, been on John's headstone for the past three and a half years. This week, we will be bringing that rock back to that mountain and leaving it in its rightful place, in memory of John's significant achievement.

This time around, while John's bro & sis will be replicating John's three day hike through two 13,000 ft mountain passes, John's Mom & Dad will be taking the train from Cusco, the ancient Inca capital. Check back here for more pictures.

John & St. Paddy's Day

2011-03-17T20:03:00.001-04:00

John and his bro & sis in Dublin on St. Patrick's Day, 2005.

John's Room

2011-02-27T18:30:00.003-05:00

John, of course, lived life to the fullest. He enjoyed so many things, to include being with his family, having a good time, playing pool, listening to music -- bottom line, John enjoyed a party.

In part for all of the above reasons, the last Christmas gift John's parent got for him and his brother and sister was a pool table to enjoy when visiting Mom & Dad. Unfortunately, John didn't get to use it more than once or twice.

In addition, it was always the vision of John's Mom & Dad to create a "mini-apartment" downstairs for when the children got older and had families of their own -- thus giving everyone enough space to include yet to come grandchildren.

Well, all of the above have finally been able to be combined into a new downstairs at John's parent's place which is now configured pub-style to include a bar which is also a kitchenette. Before and after pictures can be seen by clicking on the below picture.

John's Room

All who come can enjoy themselves and get an appreciation of just how completely John lived life.

How Many People Does It Take to Hang a Quilt?

2011-02-13T16:09:00.009-05:00

It takes a family!

After months of diligent quilting by John's mom, and then waiting for the hand painted ladybug quilt hangers, and then waiting for Ariana's daddy to return from Arizona, everyone was finally together in one place to hang Ariana's quilt of fond memories of Uncle Johnny.

John On Top of the World with his Bro

2011-02-06T00:25:00.006-05:00

Per Mike's post below.

For JW, this was a favorite pic of himself.

Johnny and the Wild Wild West

2011-02-03T22:33:00.005-05:00

Well, John, it has been four and a half years since you, Gina and I trekked up Carr Peak in Southern Arizona. That morning, back in July 2006, your better half, Alex was not feeling well halfway through your Arizona trip that started at the Grand Canyon, included four wheeling down the Pony Express trails outside of Phoenix and ended down in Sierra Vista with a washed out fourth of July evening where the fireworks and the summer thunderstorm sounded all the same.

That day, we hiked the three mile trail up to the top where the now infamous picture of you sitting down drinking out of the camelback with a backdrop of the town 5,000 feet below was taken.

Last weekend, we hiked up Miller Peak, the slightly taller and slightly longer trek right next to Carr Peak. At the top was a very bitter sweet moment reflecting on life and the tremendous adventures you experienced in your short time on this Earth. The fullness of the last year of your life is still a benchmark I try to attain everyday.

Rest a sure, for 10 minutes on top of Miller Peak looking down at your mountain and reminiscing about the past, I was on top of the world.

Save the Date!

2011-01-19T20:37:00.001-05:00

Mark your calendars now for the 5th Annual JW Kickball & Kegger Fest to be held at John's parent's place in beautiful Southern Maryland on Saturday, June 11, 2011. Come celebrate with John's family and friends the 35th anniversary of John entering the lives of those who loved him, knew him or even just knew of him. Links to prior fests can be seen here, here, here, here, here and here. Additional details to follow.

The Power of Music (Part II)

2010-12-27T10:33:00.006-05:00

Faithful readers of John's blog are often reminded of the power of music for both John and his family, especially with respect to how certain music can heal the soul. Several months ago, the healing power of music once again came into the life of John's family and friends when Emily Arin and her friend Jason gave a home concert on our back deck.

Emily has since released her first studio recorded album, "Patch of Land." The liner notes to this album (see below) reflects the healing power that Emily's music has had for John's parents.

The album contains "When You Knew Me When," the song that particularly moved John's Dad one evening when Vin Scelsa played it back to back (and with which Emily subsequently opened and closed her concert overlooking St. Clements Bay this past summer).

JW's Gift...

2010-12-25T10:00:00.004-05:00

... in his own way, he continues to give to others, especially this Christmas season. See this earlier post for additional details.

UPDATE: Thanks to John's brother Mike and sister-in-law Gina, as well as John's Aunt Susie and Uncle John, for likewise making generous contributions to JW's Technology Fund at MCS.

A Picture & a Picture ...

2010-12-21T20:38:00.002-05:00

... can, at times, mean so much!

Uncle Johnny & Ariana

2010-11-25T23:36:00.003-05:00

Recall the earlier post which detailed the beginnings of a quilt which John's Mom began making for John's yet to be born niece. Well, many months later, Ariana has, of course, been born and is the cutest little girl anyone would want to have for a niece. Many, many, many hours (100+) of loving labor later (with special help from Mom's dear friend, Teresa), John's Mom was finally able to present to Mike & Gina this Thanksgiving the finished quilt made from pieces of JW's clothing.

Memories of Uncle Johnny will keep Ariana (and future generations) warm not only by virtue of the quilt, but by the love it embodies.

Click on the picture below to see more. As you can see in the photos, Ariana got a "sneak preview" the weekend before when Pop and Mamma Reesee babysat for her.

Uncle Johnny's Mama Reesee's Quilt

Trendsetter John

2010-09-30T17:26:00.002-04:00

John's last year of his life was great in so many different ways. One of the most unique was his new found love of kickball. When John first told us that he had joined a kickball league that played on the Mall in Washington, we kidded him about taking up a sport that many people leave behind in the third grade. It was only later that we learned the true initial reason for joining was an excuse for John to get close to Alex. From that encounter, John found two loves; the first, of course, being Alex, but also a love of kickball -- not just for the sport but for the friendship, camaraderie and fun -- the very reason why kickball has played such an integral role in the annual fests commemorating JW's life as indicated here, here, here and here.

Holding a kickball fest in St. Mary's County such as occurred for the past three years has in some ways been a little bit of a culture shock since for generations, the favorite past time in the County has been softball (and beer) --(it seems every softball field is adjacent to a bar). Yet, low and behold, the sign in the adjacent picture just appeared on the softball field adjacent to the local bar near to where JW's annual kickball & kegger fest is held. As it turns out, John was a man before his times (or at least a few years ahead of his peers who he grew up with in the County).

Like Uncle, Like Niece

2010-08-15T16:36:00.006-04:00

Least anyone want to report John's or Ariana's parents to child protective services, the JW picture was based upon a suggestion that John's parents follow an Irish tradition of rubbing a little whiskey on a baby's gums in order to alleviate teething pain. Ariana, in turn, was simply sitting on a counter top and grabed the nearest thing to gnaw on in order to alleviate her teething pain. Some family traditions are hard to break.

The Power of Music

2010-08-05T01:52:00.020-04:00

Faithful readers of John's blog have come to understand the power of music for both John and his family, especially with respect to how certain music can heal the soul. One of the earliest blog posts served to highlight this healing power as well as an individual who especially understands the role that music can play; specifically, Vin Scelsa, a New York-based DJ whom John's dad & mom have been listening to since before John was born. Other blog posts have also addressed the special power of certain music. As can be readily seen here, here, and here, Vin is often a part of the story. Additional posts deal with one of John's favorite artists and how it is through the power of certain music that John's continued presence can be experienced by family and friends alike such as here, here and here.

Last month, the healing power of music once again came into the life of John's family and friends yet one more time, and Vin played an indirect role. About 18 months ago, Vin had on his show an exciting new artist whom John's mom and dad had never heard of but whose music they immediately fell in love with. Emily Arin is her name and she hails from the Finger Lakes area of New York, not too far from where John's sister Jes has been attending Grad School for the past few years. Invariably, when John's mom and dad would visit Ithaca, they would look to see if Emily was playing nearby, but more often than not, if she was playing it would be in Brooklyn or someplace along those lines. Thus, we never got to see her on her home turf.

This summer, Emily launched a tour and asked if fans in certain places would be willing to host a home concert. After several email exchanges, John's dad came home and asked John's mom if she wanted to go to an Emily Arin concert. When asked where, John's dad replied "here". John's mom said, "you mean here in the DC area"? "No, here." "You mean St. Mary's County?" "No, here here, right in our own home" replied John's dad. Of course, John's mom was delighted at the prospect.

Emily and her friend and accompanist Jason, arrived on a hot, humid summer afternoon. After rest and a good meal, close to 30 of John's parent's friends arrived for a concert on the back deck overlooking St. Clements Bay. Emily opened up the concert by referencing a three-way email exchange between John's dad, Vin and Emily from about a year ago regarding how John's dad was particularly moved by the healing power of Emily's music one particular evening while listening to Vin's show when he played "When You Knew Me When" back to back. Emily then proceeded to open (and by special request, close) her concert overlooking St. Clements Bay with that very song.

Snippets of a truly memorable evening can be seen on the You Tube postings below. You will note that while the first set of the concert was held outdoors on the deck, summer evening thunderstorms forced the second set indoors. You'll also notice John's niece, Ariana, in one of the videos enjoying Emily's music. Ariana got her own "shout out" in Emily's newsletter from the road (click on image to the right to enlarge) as being her youngest fan to date. It turns out that Emily is already succeeding in building a fan base that will last into the 22nd Century.

John's Town

2010-08-02T07:03:00.010-04:00

John's mom and dad just spent a month living in a furnished apartment in the District. For John's dad it was a vacation from commuting. For John's mom it was an opportunity to visit museums and entertain friends "in town." For both, it was an opportunity to see a lot of movies and eat out at some great restaurants.

Living in a furnished apartment in the District for the summer was an adventure that was originally planned for the Summer of '07. That year, which was to be John's dad's last working in Washington since he was to retire later that year, found both John and Mike living in DC. That summer was to be an opportunity for all the family to hang out together in "the city," especially in view of the fact that Jes was heading off to grad school that year. Of course, that was a summer that wasn't to be.

Of all the Leonard children, John is most closely identified with the District. He lived at 10th and L, NW for a while before finally buying his own place, a condo in Adams Morgan, a truly unique and special part of the city. He was so proud of his condo and had such great plans for it, even though as it turns out, he bought it at the height of the real estate bubble. Personal finances was never John's strong point.

Because DC was "John's Town," it was impossible to spend the month there without being encountered with a John memory almost at every turn. Whether it was eating in a restaurant in which good food and great conversation was shared, or going to a movie theater where extraordinary films were experienced together, or walking on the Mall where many an eventful kickball game was played (after which plenty of beer and wings was consumed), or even going to a mindless movie and listening to the laugh of a young man sitting behind who had the identical laugh and sense of humor as John, the District is a fount of found memories of John.

An example of one such memory was when John's mom and dad were walking down the street past a panhandler, with Ariana in the stroller. John's dad almost invariably never gives money under such circumstances; John invariably always did - in fact, he always made sure he had singles in his pocket for such occasions. As such, as John's mom and dad walked past the panhandler, together they could almost hear John saying not to be such a cheapskate. So his dad took out some money and gave it to the man, "for John."

A Father/Son Memory

2010-07-18T17:09:00.006-04:00

This past Friday, John's Dad was accompanied to the restaurant Gordon Biersch in Washington, DC along with four of his most favorite Leonard women; John's Mom, John's sister Jes, as well as John's sister-in-law Gina and John's niece Ariana. Ariana was a little fussy at the table, so John's Dad got up from the table and walked around the restaurant with Ariana. As he did, he got to tell Ariana one of his more memorable stories about her Uncle John.

It was a bitterly cold day in early March 2007. It barely got out of the teens that day. Unbeknown to all, in a little more than a month, JW would die. In any event, at the time, John's Dad had come to the belated realization that working in downtown DC, he had at his disposal the opportunity to get together periodically for dinner with each of his sons on an individual basis since both now lived in the District. That cold late winter night was to be the first of many such evenings with JW. It was only later that John's Dad found out that JW was somewhat nervous about that night, remarking to his fiance Alex that such a request to get together was unprecedented and he didn't know if there was anything more to it than just an opportunity to get together to talk. But talk is all father and son did that evening and it was a truly memorable evening.

Meeting John at the Gallery Place Metro stop, John suggested a walk two blocks over to the Gordon Biersch restaurant on 9th Street, across from the Spy Museum. While waiting at the bar for a table, father and son got a good laugh about the recent efforts of then Vice President Dick Cheney's office to abolish John's Dad's official position and his entire organization -- events that would become public several months later.

During conversation over dinner was the first time John revealed definitive plans to propose marriage to Alex. And he had it all worked out. First, his grandmother (his Mom's mom) had given John her wedding ring. He already had plans to have the diamond in the ring reset. He also thought long and hard where he was going to present the ring to Alex -- high in a hot air balloon over West Virginia sometime in early May.

Never did JW's Dad see John so happy and so assured that he was doing the right thing. It is the last one-on-one conversation father and son would ever have, and it was a truly memorable one.

Ariana will get to hear this story from her Pop more than once for many years to come.

More Photos of 4th Annual JW Kickball & Kegger Fest

2010-07-10T13:45:00.003-04:00

Click on picture to view album

More 4th Annual JW Kickball & Kegger Fest

Thanks to Hamida for sharing her pictures.

Badass Babysitter

2010-06-27T17:25:00.011-04:00

Last night, I was talking with my parents about movies I distinctly remember from my childhood, an eclectic group ranging from one of the best Family movies, "THE GOONIES" (and one of John's favorites), to Disney classics, to the slasher horror movies of Nightmare on Elm Street (the Freddy Kreuger movies). I asked my parents why they let me watch rated "R "movies at such a young age and they replied, that of course, they did not allow it. John, being the badass older brother, allowed it when he was in charge of Mike and I as our babysitter. I distinctly remember one night when John was left in charge and the three of us watched "Nightmare on Elm Street 3:Dream Warriors". As a second grader, I was excited to watch a rated "R" movie but I was also terrified out of my mind. In order to soothe me to go to sleep, John put in "Mary Poppins", one of my favorite Disney classics and a complete opposite of a slasher film. Although John's plan seemed like a stroke of genius for a 9th grader, I distinctly remember my nightmare that night of Dick Van Dyke going through a shredder and running to Mom and Dad's room and the next thing I know they are calling out John!!!!!! Now, "Mary Poppins" will always bring back a hysterically funny memory of John, although at a dear price to Bert the chimney sweep!
Thanks John for trying your best to take care of your younger sister while still being a cool dude.

John's Birthday Dinner in Dupont

2010-06-27T08:26:00.003-04:00

Happy Birthday John!

And to mark this occasion, we celebrated a smaller tradition this past weekend for John; a good follow-up to the amazing kickball and kegger fest down in Southern Maryland on his birthday. Gina, I, and making her first appearance, Ariana, celebrated John's birthday at Levante's in Dupont Circle, one of his favorite restaurants in DC (free advertising for Levante's, not an official sponsor).

Although John was always partial to ordering the Pides (Turkish pizza), the Iskander Kebab was one of the better dishes that he craved from time to time. The great outdoor sidewalk seating is reminiscent of European restaurants; although for this tradition we tend to bring our own wine. No wine remembers John better than a $6.95 bottle of Virginia Tech Hokie red wine, and luckily enough, every year that we explain the tradition to our waiter, they never fail to waive the $12 corking fee.

Happy Birthday, John...34 years and counting!!

4th Annual JW Kickball & Kegger Fest

2010-06-20T16:11:00.005-04:00

In true John style, a hearty party was held yesterday as we celebrated the 4th Annual JW Kickball & Kegger Fest. Thanks to all who made the day such a joyous event. Click on the following photo to see pictures of the delightful afternoon.

4th Annual JW Kickball & Kegger Fest

Save the date: June 18, 2011 for the 5th Annual Kickball & Kegger Fest in honor of JW.

34 Years Ago Today

2010-06-20T13:54:00.006-04:00

To My First Born Son:

It was Fathers' Day then, too; the day that you came into this world, June 20, 1976. Our lives, of course, became enriched beyond description from that moment forward. We were blessed with having you with us physically for over 30 years. Your presence has not, however, ceased since then. You continue to touch the lives of those who love you, family and friends alike. Even more so, you have a positive affect on so many who did not have the privilege of knowing you in this life but can still experience your presence and love of life through those who did know you and who you have touched in such a profound manner. Thank you, JW, for making me a father for the first time 34 years ago; thank you for making me the man I have become.

For those not familiar with it, John's birth story can be found here.

A Special Godfather for a Special Girl

2010-06-13T20:17:00.003-04:00

Last weekend, John's niece, Ariana, was baptized in John's old parish, the one which his mom & dad still attend and from which John was buried. Ariana is fortunate to have a tremendous man such as John as her uncle and now she also has him as her godfather. Everyone needs someone in Heaven watching out for them and Ariana is fortunate to have her Uncle John fulfilling that role. John's dad had the honor to stand in for John at the actual Christening. The cirdle of life continues. Click on the picture below to see more.

Ariana Grace's Christening

Running with John in Quantico

2010-06-13T06:44:00.004-04:00

Well, John, it's summertime again, and it is time to lace up those running shoes and run some races. This year, your niece has taken on the role of cheerleader and motivator. Yesterday, we went out to run the Marine Corps Crossroads 17.75km race down in Quantico. It was a good race, good weather and a good length.

However, John was never partial to trail running. In his days of running Rock Creek Park in DC, he would always stick to the paved trails. In that, this race went a little off-road; with a lot of gravel trails through the forest and a lot of hills. But it was a good challenge none the less.

Luckily enough, we have a number one fan in Ariana, and will continue the tradition and motto:

"Running with John!"

A Truly Fitting Memorial for John

2010-05-28T12:47:00.006-04:00

This past weekend, St. Joseph's Parish in Morganza celebrated the 150th anniversary of the church building (the parish dates back to the 17th century, shortly after the founding of Maryland). In preparation of this anniversary, much of the artwork was restored in the church. In addition, a new altar and pulpit were installed. The altar was just blessed by the Archbishop on Pentecost Sunday.

John's mom & dad are fortunate to have been able to contribute the pulpit in JW's memory. This seemed fitting in so many ways -- it is not only the spot from which John's dad has the honor of proclaiming God's Word as a lector at Mass, but it is also the spot from which he delivered John's eulogy -- an obligation which no father wants to endure but is obligated to fulfill nonetheless.

For generations to come, people who see the pulpit and hear the Word of God proclaimed from it will know that John William loved and was loved.

An Opportunity to Make a Difference

2010-05-16T16:42:00.002-04:00

John's mom Relays in memory of JW, her Dad, and her mother-in-law and because she wants to see an end to cancer during her lifetime. Relay gives John's mom the unique opportunity to celebrate the lives of those who have battled cancer, such as her father-in-law -- "Papa", remember loved ones lost such as JW, her Dad, and "Mammy," and support the American Cancer Society’s lifesaving mission by fighting back against a disease that has already taken too much.

Please support John's mom's efforts to fight back against cancer by joining my Relay For Life® team or making a donation by clicking on this link. You can make a one-time gift or increase your impact by making a monthly donation to support the cause.

Your efforts will help the American Cancer Society fund groundbreaking cancer research, provide up-to-date cancer information, advocate for all people to have access to screening and treatment, and offer free programs and services to improve the quality of life for people facing cancer. By being a part of Relay, we are joining a worldwide movement to help defeat cancer for future generations.

Uncle John's Youngest Hokie

2010-04-16T10:07:00.005-04:00

Well Uncle John, it has been a long nine months but I finally made it into this world. Three days ago, my world changed forever, but I am loving where I am at right now. Mom and Dad are teaching me well, except Dad is having a hard time explaining to me what a Hokie is. Dad spent last night telling me the story about the Dave Matthews Band concert you guys went to at RFK Stadium and how you and him shared many experiences; traveling to foreign countries, Hokie football, concerts, and enjoying to the fullest hanging out with good friends and family.

I guess that I have a lot to live up to with the Leonard last name. But, I really look forward to it, and I hope that I will be lucky enough to experience as many good times as you and Dad had together.

The first three days have been pretty easy, a lot of eating, a lot of sleeping and a lot of #2. I appreciate your love for Dave Matthews also, his music was the only thing that got me through my first traffic jam yesterday on my way home from the hospital. I hear that that is the norm for I-95 in Northern Virginia, a ton of traffic at any time of the day; kind of crazy, huh?

So, I had a chance to meet some of the family. Moma Reesie and Pop has been around a lot in the first couple of days. Moma Reesie actually met me at home the first day after the hospital and spent time with me. Aunt Jes (AJ) came down from some other planet called Ithaca, New York to spend time at the hospital too. Mom's family came to see me also, Aunt Melissa, Grandma and Grandpa, and Mom's cousin Ron. Mom was ecstatic when Aunt Jessica and Uncle Ed came all of the way up from Norfolk and Aunt Sara stopped by too. Great Aunt Meg, Ticia and Susan all sent their love to me the first hours of my life.

I must admit, Uncle John, we have an extraordinary family. With that, I will be sure to update you on the happenings of my young life. Now, time for a nap, and I am a little hungry also; got to go find Mom.

Love,
Your niece
Ariana

Big Brother Duties

2010-04-08T20:52:00.003-04:00

We were talking about our favorite John stories last night in remembrance and I kept this one to post.
For my first college senior game at St. Mary's College (when I was a senior in academic standing, not yet realizing that since I was only a third year in sport standing and that I would return for a fourth soccer season) John was my family member to walk me out on the field. It was in the middle of the week and both Mom and Dad were out of town that week (but made all other home games). So John took off work and came all the way down to St. Mary's County to walk me to center field as they introduced me with the rest of my senior class. I don't really remember the game or if we won, but I do remember him cheering for me when I made a save in the first half. (He left before the end of the game to return back to work). It really meant a lot to me but even more to him because it gave him a free card to not attend my three hour college graduation ceremony but was sure there for the after party. (And at this time, I do have to give props to Mike for flying out to Southern MD to make the ceremony and surprise me.)
Thanks John for walking me out.

And this post is in true John form, since it is a whole day late.

Love you and Miss you a lot!
Your little Sis.

Today

2010-04-07T13:44:00.006-04:00

Three years - it certainly doesn't get easier with time. In fact, as if it was even possible, it seems as if we miss you even more, JW.

What becomes clearer, however, is how your legacy is continuing on in the lives of your loved ones. Like the ripples of a stone dropped into a pond, the inspiration you provide to family and friend alike continues to have a profound impact. Rather than mourn the circumstances of your death we instead celebrate the way you lived God's gift of life.

Yes, spring does renew

2010-04-03T18:02:00.002-04:00

Tomorrow is Easter, a day of personal rebirth and renewal. The cherry blossoms are a perfect visual reminder of the possibility of that renewal.

The Japanese celebrate Hanami, the viewing of the flowers or cherry blossoms (sakura). It is one of the happiest events celebrated in Japan. It heralds the coming of spring and the end of a long cold winter. For the Japanese it also offers a deeper meaning. As the flowers disappear shortly, it is believed the sakura echo the transitory nature of our lives here on earth.

Hanami, however, is wildly celebrated in Japan with family and friends. Outdoor parties well into the night celebrate cherry blossoms, spring, family, life and love.

A few years ago, JW witnessed the beauty these blossoms have to offer. Somehow, I think he would agree with the Japanese and find they offer a great opportunity to celebrate life and the gifts each of us have received, including JW's love and friendship.

Life Renews

2010-04-03T16:53:00.007-04:00

John's memorial, this day.

Note this difference in the trees from 1 year ago.

Save the Date

2010-03-03T17:07:00.002-05:00

The Warmth of Uncle John

2010-03-01T23:54:00.004-05:00

This past Saturday, Momma Reesie presented Gina and Mike with a quilt for our first grandchild, Ariana Grace. The quilt is made from pieces of JW's clothing -- a warm reminder for Ariana of her Uncle John. (Click on the photo to see a mother's and grandmother's love in action through the making of the quilt).

Warmth of Uncle John

3rd Annual JW Kickball & Kegger Fest

2009-09-12T22:10:00.006-04:00

The tradition that started here and here continued today. Click on the photos below to see the album of John's family and friends remembering John the way he wants to be -- with a good time being had by all.

Of the many highlights was the Guinness cake Megan so thoughtfully had made and brought to the party.

Also, unlike last year, we have actual pictures of the kickball game courtesy of Nicole.

Be sure to mark your calendars now. The plan is to start off each summer with John's kickball game and kegger on the weekend closest to his birthday which means next year's will be on June, 19, 2010.

3rd Annual John Kickball & Kegger Fest

Memories from One of John's Best Buds

2009-08-27T23:54:00.004-04:00

One of John's best buds from his days in Belgium was Keith. Starting in the 7th Grade, Keith and John would form a life long bond which included JW serving as Keith's Best Man at his wedding.

Recently, Keith was kind enough to share some sentiments as well as photos of John, not only from Keith's wedding, but from the time when Keith and his family visited us in beautiful Southern Maryland and JW introduced Keith's son to the intricacies of crabbing. Also included is a photo of JW and Keith from their times in Belgium.

Warm memories -- part of JW's continuing legacy.

Click on the photo above in order to enlarge, as well as the album below in order to see the complete set of pictures.

Thank you for sharing, Keith.

Keith & JW

As Always -- It's the Smile

2009-08-25T00:03:00.002-04:00

Pictures of JW from the Fourth and Seventh grades courtesy of John's classmate and John's Mom's fellow teacher, Jen. (Click on pictures to enlarge).These pictures and the warm memories they bring back are, of course, from Mother Catherine Spalding School where John's legacy (and his smile) continues through the Technology Fund established in his memory.

Music and the Circle of Life

2009-08-20T09:00:00.002-04:00

Of all the human experiences, listening to and enjoying music can be the most "soulful," an experience which differentiates humans from all of God's other creatures.

In that regard, it was only after his death that we learned of John's love of the Dave Mathews Band (DMB) and how he was the one to introduce his little brother Mike to their music. Since then, Mike & Gina have become veritable DMB groupies. The Saturday before last, after attending a DMB concert the night before, Mike and Gina took John's Mom & Dad to their first Dave Matthews Band concert at the Nissan Pavilion in Northern Virginia. It proved to be a truly memorable experience.

It was there, while tailgating in the parking lot before the concert, that Mike pulled out a bottle of champagne. While Mom thought that they were about to offer a toast to buying a new house, Dad knew intuitively what the toast was for -- to us becoming grandparents for the first time.

The joy of realizing that Mike and Gina were to become parents themselves was overwhelming. And in a very special way, it was entirely appropriate to learn of this extraordinarily happy news at a Dave Matthews Band concert -- a place where we were able to be in touch with JW's music loving soul. It is now also the place where we first realized that JW is about to become Uncle Johnny -- a role he will fulfill in the same extraordinary way he did as a son, brother, fiance, grandson, nephew, cousin, and friend extraordinaire. For John's legacy continues to live on and he continues to touch the everyday lives of so many. And now, he will have the opportunity to touch the lives of future generations as well.

The circle of life continues.

Angels

2009-07-30T19:14:00.001-04:00

Some pictures require no words.

John Was There

2009-07-29T14:20:00.014-04:00

This past weekend, Mark and Emily were wed in Jamaica -- Mark being one of John's best buds. (This, of course, was the Caribbean nation of Jamaica, as opposed to Jamaica, Queens, were John's parents were wed almost 35 years ago).

Jamaica the island is distinguished from Jamaica, Queens in many ways, not least with regard to the selection of available beers. While Jamaica, Queens has a plethora of beers from which to choose, on the island, there is only one, Red Stripe. Above is a picture of Mike having a Red Stripe on the way from the airport after landing in Jamaica.

Of course, John was there in spirit to help Mark and Emily commemorate their joyous occasion. JW's presence clearly called for a toast, but somehow a toast with Red Stripe did not seem appropriate. Therefore, Mark arranged to have 15 bottles of Guinness flown in for the occasion and graciously offered a toast to John, who most assuredly was sharing in Mark's & Emily's joy.

In addition, for those not involved in the toast, Emily assured that the chocolate half the the wedding cake, which actually consisted of cupcakes, was made from the special recipe she developed for John's first annual beer keg and kickball fest (see here, here, and here). At that event, Emily served a cake made from a Guinness cake batter with Bailey's icing, which are also the ingredients of a drink John liked -- the "Irish Car Bomb."

JW Continues to Look After His Little Sis

2009-07-16T21:50:00.008-04:00

Recall this post from almost two years ago when we packed up John's condo and brought his belongings to his parent's home. His possessions in so many different ways reflected John's personality and spirit. As such, it is entirely appropriate that a lot of John's possessions this week ended up in Ithaca, NY with John's sister. John was always very protective and supportive of his little sis, and he continues to do so today by having his personality and spirit accompany her as she moved onto the next stage of her life.

Having finished her Masters program, John's sis has moved into an early 20th century Victorian three blocks from downtown Ithaca. You can see how John's possessions grace her new abode by clicking on the below picture album.

Ithaca Redux

Living the Life, Johnny 5 Style

2009-06-21T11:57:00.002-04:00

Well, it has been two plus years,

and many things have happened since I last saw you.

Many birthdays; two of mine and three of yours,

Countless parties; some with friends and some with family,

Many Redskins games (yes more losses than wins),

and a few road trips to Hokie football games.

There has been a wedding (and a kick ass one at that)

and a few trips taken; some overseas, some out west,

and even some to good ole Ithaca, NY.

Jobs have changed, and some have even retired.

There have been many Dave Matthews concerts, and

even a few Coldplay concerts.

Through events large and small,

you have been right there with us,

in spirit and in thought,

every hour of every day.

As for traditions, I also have John to thank for the bill at dinner last night.

Gina and I have made it a tradition to go out to eat at Levante’s at Dupont Circle in DC on John’s birthday. Levante’s was one of John’s favorite restaurants in DC. It is a Turkish restaurant with a huge sidewalk outdoor seating section reminiscent of a European café. During the summer, it is a great place to sit outside and enjoy some good food (and really good bread). And in pure John fashion, each year we bring with us a $5.99 bottle of “VT Hokie Bird Red” wine to celebrate. (The label does not even specify what kind of red wine, and that is your selection at the store, “red” or “white”) Well, two years down and two years in a row the bill has come and the restaurant has not included their $15 corking fee for the wine. So, thanks John, I know you had a hand in it! It would be a shame to pay a $15 corking fee on a $5.99 bottle of wine!

Miss ya, Bro.

A special request

2009-06-21T00:01:00.004-04:00

As a special Father's day gift, I e-mailed Vin Scelsa, the dj of Idiot's Delight on WFUV. This is the radio show that dad has posted previously on the blog. I was going to surprise him by requesting a special song on this Saturday show, since it's the day before Father's Day and John's birthday. Unfortunately, I was not able to persuade him (clearly, if it was in person, there might have been a different outcome)but Mr. Scelsa did send a nice e-mail response that I give to Dad (and mom) for Father's Day. (Hey who else can say they gave Vin to Dad?)

"It is very difficult for me to acknowledge letters like this on the air and to fulfill such a request/dedication. I normally do not do so. Not because i don't sympathize with the people and families who write to me, but because if I started doing such things I would be inundated with similar requests.

I am humbled by the fact that your folks think so highly of my show. My heart goes out to them - and your entire family - over your loss. Please accept these words as my contribution to your Father's Day. I trust you'll understand why I couldn't say anything on the air.

Peace,
Vin Scelsa"

Things I Learned from My Son

2009-06-21T00:01:00.003-04:00

Today being Fathers’ Day (and JW being born on Fathers’ Day) it seems an appropriate day to reflect upon the things I learned from my son.

Of course, it was from John’s Papa that I learned how to be a father – the best role model a son could ask for.

Also, it was because John’s Mammy & Papa took in foster babies while I was growing up that I learned how to change a dirty diaper and all the other logistics of fatherhood long before JW was born.

But from JW, being our first born, I learned the awesome responsibility of having another human being be totally dependent upon you.

I learned from my son (and from his Mama) what it feels like to love someone more than the gift of life itself.

I learned from JW that a parent’s ability to help shape another’s character ends at a pretty early age – that before you know it, you’ve done all you can do as a parent and that ultimately it is up to the child to make the most of what he is given, from both God and his parents.

I learned from my son the need to recognize life as the gift it is and the need to live it to the fullest at all times – an accomplishment at which JW doubtlessly succeeded.

I learned from JW the sheer joy of watching your boy grow up to be a good man – a very good man indeed.

I learned from my son how it is possible to live a truly holy life in a very unassuming way.

I learned from JW (and all my children) that a parent becomes truly wise when he recognizes just how much he can learn from his children.

I learned from my son what “Thy Will Be Done” means; that it simply means “my will not be done,” no matter how worthy and just I believe it to be. It does not necessarily mean God wills the opposite – it just means that I cannot live life expecting my will to prevail, no matter how noble I may think it is.

Finally, and most importantly, I learned from my son a better, albeit still imperfect, understanding of the loving, vulnerable, defenseless, and self-emptying generosity of God and his invitation to us to share in it.

Blessed

2009-06-20T21:29:00.003-04:00

They say it’s the darkest right before the dawn

They say once you’ve hit rock bottom, you can only go up

They say time will heal…

That’s what they say, but do they really know?

What do I know?

I know your smile

I know your infectious laugh

I know your past mistakes

I know your fun times

I know the impact you’ve made,

Like footprints in the sand

Except unlike the beach that can wash away,

These footprints are forever on our hearts.

They say love makes us stronger

They say once you lose a person, he can live on in memories

They say time will heal…

That’s what they say, but do I really know?

What do I say?

I say I see your smile

I hear your laugh

I learn from your mistakes

I laugh at your fun times

I say I am blessed

For John on his birthday

A Day of Memories, Too

2009-06-20T19:27:00.008-04:00

In addition to the post below, JW's birthday brings to mind so many splendid memories.

We were married less than a year when we thought that John's Mom was pregnant. We even went out and brought a bottle of champagne to celebrate. However, this was in the days before in-home pregnancy test kits and when the test results came back from the doctor's office, the word was that "the rabbit lived."

Nonetheless, John's Mom went back for another test in the following week or two and this time we got to open the champagne bottle when the test results came back "the rabbit died."

Next came the challenge of breaking the news to the rest of the family. It was November and we were at JW's Mammy and Papa's home and everyone was there, to include John's Grandma, to celebrate John's Dad's birthday. Following the cake and candles, John's Mom handed John's Dad a birthday card to "Daddy," and thus everyone came to know that JW was on his way.

When JW was eventually born, it was, of course, June. John's Mom & Dad were laying in bed in Great Neck, NY watching on TV the NBC Saturday Night at the Movies presentation of "The Battle of the Bulge" staring Henry Fonda, among others. In the middle of the movie, John's Mom's water breaks and we immediately head for the hospital where he was to be born, Syosset Hospital on Long Island. We never did get to learn who eventually won that battle.

The old saw is that early pregnancies are hard, and later pregnancies are easier. For John's Mom, the opposite was true; JW was the easiest and Jes was the hardest. In fact, upon arrival at the hospital in the middle of the night, the nurses noted that John's Mom was already dilating and immediately called the obstetrician. However, time passed and still no doctor. The nurse eventually called backed and it turned out that the doctor had rolled-over and had went back to sleep. He eventually got to the hospital and upon examination, immediately rolled John's Mom into the delivery room. As it turned out, the doctor came very close to missing the delivery.

Thus was how anxious JW was to enter into this world.

A Day of Celebration!

2009-06-20T00:01:00.006-04:00

It was 33 years ago today, almost a third of a century ago, that JW came into this world. It is truly a day of celebration -- a day in which we commemorate what was -- not mourn what might have been. Everyone who was touched by John during the 30 short years he spent on this earth was truly blessed -- most of all John's parents. We are blessed not only with the thoughts of a life well-lived, but also blessed with found memories of birthday's past.

It wasn't that long ago that we embarrassed John by showing Alex old 8mm films of his first birthday in Hillsborough, NJ with his proud parents, grandparents and aunts in attendance.

We have the memories of birthdays spent at the SkateStation and Chuck E. Cheese's in Southern Maryland. We have the memorable 14th birthday celebrated in Ireland with John's Mammy & Papa during which he was presented with a ring his father wore most of his life and before that, his father's uncle and namesake (Uncle Billy). We never did have the courage to ask John as to the status of that ring until after his death when Alex confirmed that somehow he had lost it years earlier.

While John may not have been very good with protecting keepsakes such as his grand uncle's ring, he was very good at being an extraordinarily thoughtful and loving person to family and friends alike. Let there be no doubt -- the title of this blog solely refers to the too few years we all had to know John. In the years we did have, we all came to know John for the good man that he is.

Although published earlier on this blog, included herein is a copy of the note that John's Mom & Dad included in the birthday card for his 30th (and final) birthday. It says it all -- and we are so thankful that all was said when we had the chance. (Click on letter to read).

To a life well-lived, my son -- may you continue to be an inspiration to others!

Wrong Way Johnny

2009-06-04T23:36:00.003-04:00

This past week, we celebrated with other family members the graduation of J.W.'s cousin Lisa from college. A good (and full) time was had by all.

The trip up to Long Island brought back memories of John's trip to Long Island several years ago to celebrate his cousin's graduation from high school. Whereas J.W.'s little brother has a built-in GPS system in his brain, John could get lost crossing the street. Sure enough, driving to Long Island that time, JW got lost on his way to his Aunt Meg's and Uncle Dom's. Fortunately, Long Island is an island and sooner or letter, as long as you don't go in circles, even if you don't know where you are going you'll hit water. Sure enough, after being overdue in his arrival in Hicksville, we got a phone call from John letting us know that he was at Jones Beach and looking for a way back. If not for the Atlantic Ocean, he could have ended up in Florida before he knew it.

You may not have known left from right or north from south while driving my son, but you certainly knew the direction of a life well-lived. Thanks for showing us the way.

Playing NAKID

2009-05-15T00:50:00.005-04:00

Recall from earlier posts to include this one John's love of the game of kickball as played on the Mall in the District. We'll, it must have have been a slow news day the other day in that on page one, above the fold no less, the Washington Post had a rather prominent picture of JW's beloved kickball league, NAKID, playing the game on the Mall of our nation's capital. As always, click on the image to the right for a close-up.

Memorializing JW on the Radio

2009-05-12T08:34:00.002-04:00

Regular readers of this blog know that a source of solace for John's family is music -- specifically music as played by Fordham University public radio in New York, WFUV. Being public radio, they have periodic fund drives and the other week, in addition to renewing our own membership, we did our best to increase the station's membership in memory of JW, who himself was a great lover of music. Listen to the audio clip as they struggle to figure out Avenue, MD.

A Mother's & Son's Love...

2009-05-10T08:35:00.005-04:00

...those who knew JW and his Mom know that it is special.

Many Thanks...

2009-04-29T14:10:00.004-04:00

... to all who have generously donated to the American Cancer Society's "Relay for Life." John's Mom is participating this year not only in memory of JW, but in the memory of her Dad as well as JW's Mammy, all of whom succumbed to this disease. She is participating as a member of the Team at her school, White Marsh Elementary.

If you'd like to see John's Mom's personal Relay for Life website, or would like to make a donation, simply click on this link. The White Marsh Elementary School Team website can be seen at this link.

Again, thanks for all your support. Relay gives us the unique opportunity to remember loved ones lost such as JW as well as his grandmother and grandfather and support the American Cancer Society’s lifesaving mission by fighting back against a disease that has already taken too much.

New Life

2009-04-12T00:01:00.001-04:00

Today is Easter Sunday, the day we celebrate the "New Life" we have all inherited through the gift of God.

It was also two Easters ago that JW, in fulfillment of a life of giving, made his departing gift. In doing so, he made possible to others new life of a more corporal nature, contributing to the joy of so many families.

Click here for a reminder of John's ultimate gift and click here for a beautiful reflection by John's little sis as to how she came to understand his gift in a new way.

Thank you, JW. You and your legacy live on in so many ways.

April 7th

2009-04-07T05:36:00.001-04:00

It was yesterday -- it was a lifetime ago -- it was two years ago. In many regards, time does not matter since it does not change the sense of loss. At the same time, it does not diminish the gifts that we have to include the memory of John as well as his everlasting love.

One of the things that the years bring to us all is wisdom -- and the greatest gift of wisdom which a parent can recognize is that we reach a time in our life where we begin to learn from our children.

This is Holy Week -- just as it was two years ago at this time. One of the many things we have learned from JW is that even though he did not realize that he was dying that week, he nonetheless could not have better lived the last week of his life even if he had known. And he did it not by acting out of the ordinary but rather by being his normal thoughtful, giving and loving self -- thinking of the needs of others such as Alex, his brother, his sister and his parents rather than himself. Although he had much to complain about that week, never once did he feel sorry for himself or complain of the tremendous discomfort he experienced. Instead he was concerned only about ensuring that he did not distract from the needs of others.

It is with great solace that we look back and recognize that JW's last week of life was truly a Holy Week in every sense of the word, as was the unassuming manner he which he lived his life from week-to-week. We should all be so fortunate to be able to say as much.

We are eternally grateful, son, for all the gifts you have given us and the wisdom which you imparted.

Remembering John

2009-04-05T18:53:00.007-04:00

While everyday we each remember John in our own way, today we remembered John as a family. John's Aunt Sue and Uncle John, Aunt Ticia and Uncle Ken, and Aunt Meg and Uncle Dom joined Mike and Gina as well as Jes and Mom and Dad in performing a remembrance of John at his memorial. We enjoyed the sun and the cherry trees, we told stories and drank some more of John's homemade brew which is still amazingly good after more than two years of brewing. We placed a new Virginia Tech gnome on his memorial, the old one becoming quite weathered. In addition, all received a framed copy of the below photograph commemorating the three deceased men known to the world as John William Leonard, each of whom have left a legacy of his own for all of our benefit. (As always, click on the photo for a close-up).

Additional photos from today are below.

John's Scholarship Fund

2009-04-05T18:33:00.006-04:00

The below is an update from Mother Catherine Spalding School with respect to what has recently been accomplished with JW's Technology Fund and what is planned for the future. Also below is a copy of the school's recent promotional brochure. As you can see, many of the initiatives highlighted in the brochure are associated with John's Fund. (You can click on each page to see an expanded view of the page).

New computers:

In December we installed 17 new computers in the computer lab using John's fund. These are allowing us to load more hardware and software. Our older computers were becoming limited and finicky. The computer lab looks great - newer computers are not as bulky as older ones were and the kids were really thrilled with the new lab.

Robotics Club

Our students in grades 4-8 participated in the LEGO'S Robotics Competition that was held at The College of Southern Maryland in LaPlata. The kids had a wonderful time preparing for the competition and participating in it. The students built a robot and a city floor plan. The robot was able to help build a dam in the river, built a home, put solar panels on the home and did several other activities. A great team building endeavor! The JW Tech fund paid one of our teachers a stipend for coaching the students. The team still meets once a week after school due to student demand that they not end the meetings. The gentleman from CSM just dropped off more "toys" for the teams that were still active to build another robot.

STEM Program

Initiated as an academy within the public school system, some of the parochial schools have been able to get on board with part of the STEM program. All of our students in grades 4-8 will be taking a trip to the local Navy base to tour different areas that coincide with their science curriculum. The JW fund is paying for the buses to take them to the base.

In addition, we have purchased new software for the students to remediate their reading comprehension. We have 2 students who needed books on cd's because of reading difficulties. These have helped immensely with their comprehension. One of the students made honor roll this past quarter!

Next school year we hope to continue the Robotics and STEM activities and would like to engage some of our brighter students with technology programs. We have enrichment one day a week but we really need time after school with the students - our school day is not long enough to incorporate all that we would like to do.

For those interested, tax-deductible contributions can still be made to:

MCSS for J.W. Leonard Technology Scholarship

and can be mailed to:

Mother Catherine Spalding School
Helen, MD 20635

Thanks to all for your continuing generosity in JW's memory and for helping the "Big Geek foster a lot of little geeks."

Renewal III

2009-04-03T16:32:00.004-04:00

It's been stormy and windy the past several days, so the cherry trees are begin to loose their blooms. However, they are about at peek today, which is also John's little brother's 30th birthday.

Renewal II

2009-04-02T19:08:00.002-04:00

Another year -- spring is here -- and perpetual life manifests itself all around us. Recall that central to John's memorial is a bench shaded by three cherry trees that are identical to those surrounding the Tidal Basin in Washington, DC. One of John’s last days was spent lying with Alex under the cherry trees at the Tidal Basin while they were in full bloom. His memorial is intended, in part, to forever bloom on the upcoming anniversary and as you can tell by this picture, that anniversary is approaching.

Renewal

2009-03-31T23:28:00.009-04:00

As evidenced by his memorial, the love of JW, as does his memory, persists through the vicissitudes of life and time.

St. Patrick's Day...

2009-03-17T07:36:00.001-04:00

... 2005. Four years ago today, JW and his siblings returned to the old sod and celebrated St. Patrick's Day in Dublin after kissing the old Blarney Stone (although anyone who knows them realizes that all three had the gift of gab long before they kissed that stone). Nonetheless, as indicated in the below video, the gab most assuredly was flowing freely that day after apparently spending most of St. Paddy's Day in the Guinness Brewery.

A Remembrance ...

2009-03-15T20:08:00.001-04:00

... by an anonymous Girl Scout (or Girl Scout cookie lover) for John.

Presidents' Day, 2007

2009-02-16T19:24:00.002-05:00

It was two years ago this holiday weekend that JW, along with his brother and Buds, went snowboarding at Lake Tahoe. Photos from that weekend, which can be viewed by clicking on the below album cover, give strong testimony to John's commitment to live life to the fullest when he had the opportunity.

Lake Tahoe Snowboarding

Always Smiling

2009-02-08T22:56:00.005-05:00

Some more pictures from John's "second family" taken at Joe's wedding (click on photos for close-up)

Solace (lyrics)

2009-01-22T14:15:00.000-05:00

For those who have had an opportunity to listen to the music of solace at the earlier link, we thought we'd share with you the lyrics to the music (which can be seen by clicking on the following links) which explain why these selections struck us the way they did. The first two songs are by Emmylou Harris. The first is "All My Tears." The second, with Ricky Skaggs, is "Darkest Hour Is Just Before Dawn." The third song is "Ring Them Bells" by Dylan. The final song is Jeff Buckley's version of Leonard Cohen's song, "Hallelujah."

Into (and Out of) Africa

2009-01-21T07:10:00.000-05:00

As reflected in an earlier blog entry, Alex continues to fulfill her life plan. A few months ago, she achieved a significant accomplishment in this regard by traveling to Africa. You can view Alex's many photos of her memorable trip by clicking here, here, and here.

Solace...

2009-01-18T11:53:00.004-05:00

...through music, courtesy of Vin Scelsa at WFUV-FM in New York can be heard by clicking here.

Thanks...

2009-01-14T21:03:00.004-05:00

... from all the little geeks being helped by "the big geek." Such was the message we just received from some of the students at Mother Catherine Spalding School who are the beneficiaries of JW's memorial scholarship fund. Many thanks to all have contributed. John's love of others and of technology lives on. (Click on the photo to see a close-up).

Johnny 5

2009-01-03T13:27:00.011-05:00

Recall the very first post to this blog wherein we related the origin of the blog's title -- that it was only after JW's death that we learned that he had wanted to be called Johnny, and in fact, was called Johnny by some of his friends. For John, I guess anything was better than the mouthful "John William" that his Mom & Dad sometimes still called him, even though he was thirty-years-old.

Well, it turns out that John had many nicknames. "$20 Johnny" was one, "Johnny 5" another. "$20 Johnny" was due to the fact that JW always showed up at a poker game with only $20.00 in his pocket. After loosing the $20.00 (which was always inevitable) and asked if he wanted to buy back in, John would always say no -- that $20.00 was his limit.

It turns out that his nickname "Johnny 5" is from the 1986 movie "Short Circuit." In that movie, the wayward robot renames himself "Johnny 5" after hearing the song "Who's Johnny?"

As such, what better tribute to JW than a "Johnny 5" Virginia Tech football jersey which his brother Mike had made earlier in the football season. After having worn it to his share of VT games this season, Mike presented the jersey to his sister Jes this holiday weekend. As indicated in these pictures, the jersey looks very good indeed on JW's little sis.

In any event, in answer to the song's lyrics, we know there is no doubt in everyone's mind as to "Who's Johnny" and what he means to all of us!

A Gift From John's "2nd Family"

2008-12-11T21:07:00.005-05:00

We just received an early holiday gift from John's "2nd Family", the family of his life-long friend Joe. They sent us a slew of photos from John's and Joe's high school years. The constant smile on JW's face gives no doubt as to how much he loved God's gift of life.

We are so very grateful for the sharing of such a special gift. The photos can be viewed by clicking on the below picture.

JW's "2nd family"