The Johnsons are one of the kindest families that I had the privilege to know while I lived in Western Tennessee.  Their door was always open and there was always plenty of sweet tea and good conversation to go around. I waited out a couple of tornado warnings right at their kitchen table and they always made me feel right at home.  Like most of us, they had collected years of family memories in that home, and I loved seeing all of the paintings and collectibles each time I visited. Most of all, I loved the stories... From day one, they treated me like family, even though I had just moved to TN from Upstate NY and was way out of my element.  Last month, they lost their home and everything in it to a fire.  Thankfully, their whole family made it out safely, but all that is left is the foundation of the house.  They are all currently living in a small camper and trying to rebuild their family home and deal with the loss of the collected memories of a lifetime.  Please consider a small donation to help them out if you can, even just a dollar or two helps.  Thank you so much...