I met him twice. Once when I was little I remember him hiding behind the chair with his brother peeping around at us. Again at the hospital when the baby needed liver surgery. My mom Pat Caldwell talked to him on the phone and they went to Loudendale to see him and my dad Ervin Caldwell. We love you and always will. RIP JC. Ruth Caldwell
I remember when mom and I used to visit Uncle JC and Aunt Linda, he would always give me this crooked winking smile. He will be missed dearly. Sending my condolences to the family. Love you all
