John-O'Neill-Obituary

John O'Neill

Grand Rapids, Michigan

1936 - 2024

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O'Neill, John8/6/1936 - 6/22/2024John O'Neill passed away on June 22, at age 87, surrounded by his closest family. Not one to be bested by death, John stopped breathing for a period of time only to, with his characteristic stubbornness, come back for another round of goodbyes. He is survived by...

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To John, I was always `Fred´. No rhyme or reason to it. It was just John being John. Tom

May God bless you and your family in this time of sorrow. Best Bible friend ever . He was dearly loved, respected, and appreciated, a gracious man (geber).

Grief can be so hard, but our special memories help us cope. Remembering you and your loved one today and always.

John was a very Sweet and loving,brother when I was reg field service work many years ago another, sister @i went on a,missionary trip he was so kind,to repair@fix the car we were taking on that,trip leebertha Johnson I posted my

John was a great person who was already ready to help. I loved his wedding ring, made from a coin. When I told him I liked it, I was getting married soon and he showed me how to make one just like it. I still have it today. I will always charish John's willingness to help and teach others. He was a good friend.

Dawn I came up for a visit and was saddened to hear of John's passing He truly was a great man Please accept my condolences Judy Bosowski

We loved being with John and Dawn. We often took the scenic route instead of the direct route. We spoke about Jimcrack and faronkaroy (?) and always worked from the bottom of the bag. If you just understood that, count your blessings of spending time with John. If that all seemed like gibberish, I´m sorry you never got the chance. We look forward to many more conversations in the future. Sending our love from Minnesota

Although memories of my early life in Michigan are impressionistic at best, I can say with confidence that Uncle John was a gem of a human being. My dad, Uncle John´s kid brother Mike, often took us over to play at their beautiful house. Remember how I said my memories are more impressionistic? I can´t recall a story, with a beginning, middle, and end. It´s more like sensory details and feelings. For instance, their house always smelled good. What does `good´ mean? I don´t know! I would have...