John A. Hartranft

My thoughts and prayers are with you in your time of grief. May your memories bring you comfort.

TO RON & JUDY HINELINE AND THE HARTRANFT FAMILIES...THERE ARE PEOPLE WE MEET EVERY DAY THAT WE MAY NOT REMEMBER MONTHS AND EVEN WEEKS LATER,BUT IF YOU WERE BLESSED TO HAVE MET JOHN HARTRANFT HE IS A MAN NO ONE WOULD FORGET.HE WAS A GENUINE GOOD PERSON.OUR NOTRE DAME TRIPS ARE STILL FUN, BUT THEY ARE'NT THE SAME WITHOUT JOHN.PEACE BE WITH YOU.

Pap was a great man. He could always make you laugh and was a wonderful storyteller. We will greatly miss him. Our thoughts and prayers are with the Hartranft family. May God bless and keep him safe.

Lynn and Family,So sorry to read about your pappy. I know how much you loved him. Know that we are thinking about you at this time. Our thoughts and prayers are with you all.
Linda and Lee Frey

My dear Uncle John.....everybody that knows me knows how much I loved Uncle John. He was always there for me and like the previous guest book postings was always very friendly. When I was a kid we use to go to Uncle John and Aunt Eleanor and watch Disney and Ponderosa...ever Sunday. I'll never forget that. I know he is in a much better place now but it is so hard for me......I loved him deeply.....and will surely miss him...

Joan, So sorry to read of your Father's passing. Tom & I send our deepest sympathy to you and your family. What an extraordinary full and active life your Father led, he certainly made the most of it.

May God bless all of your family in the loss of your Husband and Father. We could not have met a more wonderful man than John. Our thoughts and prayers are with all of you. May he rest in the arms of the Lord forever.

My wife Joan and I would like to send our deepest sympathy to John s family. We will always remember his friendly greeting with a big smile and kind words.He knew my wife (Joan)since childhood and me as a teenager. We went to school with his children. God bless you.

John and Eleanor were our wonderful neighbors when we lived on Edgemore Avenue for 12 years. He was always there as we rounded the corner (running down the driveway, to say hello or to tell a brief story, from his lawn chair perched at the garage door) on our daily walks, first by ourselves, then when we got our dog and finally when we pushed our children in their strollers. His was always one of the first Christmas cards that we received each holiday season. His impeccable handwriting on...