I haven't had any news on all day, so when I signed online this afternoon - which I have Google news as my homepage, there's the news. Johnny is gone. I think of all the faces in show biz, Johnny is the one that's as familiar to me as my own family. Thirty years of five nights a week is powerful stuff.

I was never a big fan of Johnny but he was like someone that was always there, for a huge part of my life. Summer vacations being able to stay up and watch Johnny. Damn, I remember watching Johnny being in labor. I remember watching Johnny rocking and feeding my babies.

I quit smoking once for 10 years. December 13, 1984 at 10:45pm while watching Johnny I smoked what I thought was my last cigarrette of my life. Heh. Now he dies of emphysema - yes, I'm cringing as I should be.

Funny how different things of my past has come to mind just remembering Johnny.

Oh and Johnny was actually an Iowa boy first.