I was transferred from Canada to Denver in 1981. That’s where I met John. He was an eccentric and brilliant Scottish geologist. We shared many adventures traveling around the Western United States. He was one of the most colorful characters I’ve had the good fortune to call friend. An influential mentor and brilliant story teller. “Let the cares of tomorrow wait until this day is done”, was on a note he left attached to my motel room door in Baker City, Oregon. I still have that note, and many other notes and letters composed by John. The course of my life was positively influenced because of knowing John. He had that effect on many people. Since 1981, John’s family has been my family. He died in 2007. I still communicate with him regularly about the cares of tomorrow, and how I miss his company.