Bronx John

"Scott Gordo" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
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Quoted message said:

"Bronx" John wasn't a guy I knew well, but I'd see him at least weekly
while riding around the city. I chatted with him a few times about
where cops were ticketing and whatnot, or slurred out drunken greeting
at some messenger event. He was so open and loud and expressive and
friendly it sorta wedged me into a certain decorum. I felt like he
mistook me for somebody else he knew much better.

Anyway, he got hit hard in Williamsburg last week and he's dead.

Sometimes you find out more about a person during a eulogy than while
they were breathing. That's just part of the tragedy. Thought some of
you might be interested in reading about another sad story about a guy
who loved riding his bike and became a statistic.

http://www.nybma.com/bronxjon/index.htm

/s

RIP, John.

C.

Scott Gordo said:

"Bronx" John wasn't a guy I knew well, but I'd see him at least weekly
while riding around the city.

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Thought some of

Quoted message said:

you might be interested in reading about another sad story about a guy
who loved riding his bike and became a statistic.

http://www.nybma.com/bronxjon/index.htm

/s

Sounds like a pretty amazing character.
He made his mark on a lot of people... his memorial is very touching

Jimbo(san)

Scott Gordo said:

"Bronx" John wasn't a guy I knew well, but I'd see him at least weekly
while riding around the city. I chatted with him a few times about
where cops were ticketing and whatnot, or slurred out drunken greeting
at some messenger event. He was so open and loud and expressive and
friendly it sorta wedged me into a certain decorum. I felt like he
mistook me for somebody else he knew much better.

Anyway, he got hit hard in Williamsburg last week and he's dead.

Sometimes you find out more about a person during a eulogy than while
they were breathing. That's just part of the tragedy. Thought some of
you might be interested in reading about another sad story about a guy
who loved riding his bike and became a statistic.

http://www.nybma.com/bronxjon/index.htm

Died doing what he loved; can't beat that.

R.I.P.