John A. McGavin

All though i didn't get to meet my Uncle Johnny till 1992 when my mother and his sister, Anne Mcgavin Shaw died. I will always remember my mom telling me how much she loved her baby brother and I knew why, when i met him. Uncle Johnny had the kindest and most generous nature. He and Regina welcomed me and my family like they had always known us and helped us in our time of sorrow.

I have a favorite picture of Uncle Johnny sitting on his swing with my Dad in the front yard of...

My memories of Uncle Johnny are vivid recollections of family reunions in Meshoppen, pony rides and tractor rides on the farm, milking the cows, throwing the baseball around in the front yard...my mother Theresa McGavin Tirinnanzi loved her big brother Johnny. He showed me how to find worms, bait a hook, go fishing....he would tell me stories about what life was like long ago on the farm. I still have the silver dollars he would give me everytime I visited when I was young. We love you Uncle...