Living right next to John Price wasn’t a hassle. He was barely home, always away for work, but when he was home, he was one of the nicest and most helpful men you’ve met.

Always willing to help out, always mindful of how loud he was.

A perfect neighbour.

A great friend. Despite the age difference, you got along well; it was almost as if you’ve known him your whole life, and despite him poking fun at you for hanging out with an ‘old man’, you wouldn’t have changed it for the world.