John Campbell "Jack" Farmer

Jack will be remembered by our family as the sharply dressed man always walking his dog in the neighborhood with a smile. We will miss seeing you - and our prayers go out to your family.

Farmers, The news of your dad's passing brought forth lots of memories of your dad's wonderful laugh and smile. He, your mom and the rest of the North Muskegon gang had many fine times together in the early days on their travels to Beaver Island, at Sunday picnics at Bay Mills, at parties all around town. He leaves a long legacy. May you all find joy in your memories.

So sorry to hear the passing of Jack Farmer. The Farmer,s we're great next door neighbors to us . I send my condolences to the family I grew up with.
Jamie Woodruff

To a wonderful man whom I cherished while working with at mercy hosp.for many years He will deeply be missed

Our sympathy at your time of sorrow. A long life well lived.
Jan and Paul Roman

Sure miss the early days visiting Uncle Jack and Rill. Those were such fun days and wonderful memories with our grandparents and cousins. We have lost a wonderful man but the legacy lives on in his beautiful family.

We- Paul, Lisa, John, and George Weir- are family friends of the Farmer family in Seattle. We never had the pleasure of meeting John (Jack) Farmer. He was too far along in his illness by the time we met the Farmers. However, we have a steadfast certitude that he was a great and decent man. The generosity, intelligence and great, good humor, of his children, Ned and Kate, and his grandson Eli, here in Washington state are an abiding testament to the quality of his character. Our affection and...

Greg and Ned, Thinking of you both, and wishing you peace. Your dad was a kind and smart man, who I have fond memories of. Hope you're having a wonderful celebration of his long and active life! Take good care, Paula Werner

Uncle Jack loved his family, his dogs and his camera. When cameras were manual, he always had his light meter with him and he passed his love of photography, dogs and life onto his children.
He was always calm, even when his Saint Bernard chewed off one of the dinning room table legs.