1951 – 2018
May you rest in peace my dear, dear friend.
John Dean is the man that named V-PICKS. I am not really sure we would have had such success without that name. Either way, I believe God worked thru John to bless Nancy and I and our company. One day I took a couple over to his house in 2005. He said “What are you going to call them?” I answered, “I don’t know. How about Plexi Picks?” He smiled, held one up and said “V-PICKS!” The rest is history.
John had a very quick mind. He was quite witty. I started a 3 piece cover band one time. I called him up and asked what a good name would be. Without hesitating he said “Bad Triad”. Just an amazing mind.
My sister-in-law, Lory first brought John over to the house sometime quite a few years back. She said she had someone for me to meet. He was a real cool guy and loved guitars. Well, this couple showed up and I felt an instant bond. John and his wife Linda were just so nice and easy to be around. And yep, he knew a LOT about guitars and loved to talk about them. We became fast friends soon after that night. We not only had a lot of fun together touring guitar shows and stores, I found a friend that I could rely on his opinions and thoughts. A very intelligent, brilliant mind indeed.
The last few years I watched as John fought a long and brave battle to stay healthy. I knew he would not always be around, so I made sure to call him often in the evenings before I went to sleep. We would laugh and cry together, as real friends so often do. I don’t remember a time when he would not end our phone conversation with “Love you Vin”. John was very proud of me and always excited to hear any news about V-PICKS.
After a nearly 2 month stay in the hospital this time, the phone rang this morning while I was in the shower. It was my sister-in-law. For some reason, I knew it was John. I knew something had happened. John went to be with Jesus last night.
He loved guitars, cars, motorcycles, Jesus, his wife and family. He loved traveling and Disneyland. And he also loved FOOD.
SO, now I am looking forward to seeing him again some day in Heaven. Until then, the memories of the times we spent together and the sound of his voice ringing in my ears will have to do. I am a better person for knowing John, and I am now an incomplete person for having lost him.
Rest in Peace my dear, dear friend.