William Helms: “a week or so ago--it was on January 13, 1997, to be exact--I was among those present at what proved to be a delightful…”

“a week or so ago--it was on January 13, 1997, to be exact--I was among those present at what proved to be a delightful memorial service for a gentleman whose life had demonstrated his understanding of, and his fidelity to, both the miracle and the meaning of America. His name was Jeffrey St. John who had died on January 3. I attended the memorial service not because I was a close personal friend of Jeffrey St. John--I wish I could claim to have been, but because I admired so very much his remarkable talent and his unyielding courage in defending principles that deserve to survive. So just about everybody else present that afternoon had known Jeffrey St. John, and everybody else was equipped with personal anecdotes that more often than not demonstrated the good humor of their departed friend. Mrs. St. John, Kathryn is her name, was there, of course--a charming lady who undoubtedly was a great source of strength to her husband during the years that he so unfailingly stood in defense of conservative principles.”