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We mourn the loss of a dear cousin through marriage (to Silke) who quickly became one of our most cherished friends.
We have known John since our teenage years,
and were blessed and enriched in knowing him. John stood with us through the difficult days and shared the joys through our treasured days. John was passionate about matters that he believed in. Fortunate are those of us that he called his friends. There was nothing he wouldn't do for you. The days, which turned into years, that we spent together were filled with laughter, and nary a harsh word. We enjoyed so many of the same things. Traveling, football games, parties that were epic, music and dancing.
There are some favorite quotes of John that many will recall. " What part of NO don't you get?" - something Nick and Joe might have heard on occasion! "Who puked on my glasses?", and his famous "Whatchamacallit."
Uncle John was an important part of our children's life, and Brigitte and Michael loved him unconditionally. And he returned that love in abundance.
When Brigitte married her Michal, John gave the toast to the bride. He provided sage advice to her groom, who also happened to be Polish. John said that the secret to a happy marriage between a Polish man and German woman (like his Silke) is simple. #1. Make lots of money, and #2. Be good in the sack. That brought down the house. And that is how close he was to our family.
How do we move forward without him? We know that it is better to dwell on the good things in life. And we will do that. Thank you John, you left us with many good memories. Farewell for now to our Valentine's Eve baby.
Dearest Silke, Nick, Joe, Alicia, Yeori, Anna, Jack and Lily, you have our deepest sympathy and our unwavering support. Wishing you peace, comfort, courage and lots of love at this time of sorrow.
Art and Naya
In memory of John,
Our (son-in-law, brother-in-law, cousin and friend) – Your husband, your father (brother, son and nephew as well). You were with us through the good times, the hard times, the long trips, the short trips and phone calls between. We dined, we drank and we made merry. We shared tears, laughed out loud and “seriously discussed” (and then laughed out loud again). All of it, always with love.
For some, planes, trains and automobiles might be alright, but for John, the trip to heaven should be on his bike.
We’ll straighten our shoulders, hold each other tight and through our tears we’ll send you off on your last ride. Ride strong and ride free, with angels at your side.
You’ll find our love in your saddlebags –(it’s much too big for your pocket) it will protect you on your journey; ride safe, ride long and do all of it, always with our love
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