William Mullins
I was Joe's roommate along with Mark Goring in Tampa when we were Radio Operators at McDill. He got a puppy named Crissy. We arrived home one evening to find Crissy had nosed her way into the storage and ate 10 lbs of food. She was wimpering while sitting on her haunches with an extremely swollen belly. Unfortunately for us, the Shag Carpeting (it was the 70s) was covered with multiple piles of poop. Through it all Joe remained the happy person he always was. I'm glad I knew him.