John and his family moved to New York. Family legend has it that my grandfather was on a train trip and someone thought my grandfather was his brother John. At this point in time both brothers had lost touch with each other. My Grandfather was able to give the person who thought he was John his address and weeks later got mail from his brother John. My father tells the story of John coming to Maine to see his brother and what an emotional meeting it was. I wish someone had kept the letter!
Anyway, here’s John getting caught again ( This time in New York) and having to register for the WWII draft.