Fix, a Yorkshire terrier, was given to him by a caring neighbor with a canine that brought forth a litter of cute doggies.
“He was the littlest, and I needed one that could ride on my bicycle. The main hair I had was on my jawline, which was known as a fix. … And he had a little white fix, so we were the fix siblings,” the Vietnam war veteran made sense of.
From that point forward, the two would invest energy riding in John’s Harley cruiser and Fix even had a couple of small-scale goggles. At the point when John resigned in New Mexico, the pair would frequently go through their late evening going for a stroll outside.
