I was a teenager when I met Isaac and Faye Johnson and their children at church. Brother Isaac had a wonderful singing voice, full of joy. He and Faye were strict but loving parents, and if one of their children "messed around" with friends in a different pew, Brother Isaac's snap of the fingers made all of the children sit up tall and straight -- and the rest of us did also. I've always remembered this man, his wife and their family with respect and love. God comfort you Faye, and all of your family. With Christian Love, Tami