John Bookhart

Shhh,I am still here in spirit, don’t cry for me, only remember me for my laughter, my preaching to you and know that I have always valued honesty, hard work and the love I shared with family and friends".



Those are the last words that My dad said to me. Dad was a strong and gentle man, who adored his sons, daughters, grand and great-grandchildren as well as his sisters, brother, niece & nephews and cousins as well as his son in law. He treated everyone he met with respect and kindness.



Our dad loved all kinds of music, from classical, country, folk, blues, R&B and hiphop. He was also an artist and a man of wisdom and understanding. He liked taking weekly trips to the library and he would checkout good books and movies, then returning to his home starting a small fire in the fire place then curling up on the couch or his favorite lazy boy chair next to the big picture window as his three little cats moved through the house like family.



Our dad enjoyed the beauty of the Pacific Northwest and its local beaches and the Pacific Ocean coastline and light houses. While out on his trips he would always have his music playing and a cold PBR near. He enjoyed being around friends and watching the beauty and performance of exotic dancers at the local Gentleman’s Club.



Dad loved life and he respected the law and was a law abiding citizen. He was not an ordained minister but sometimes he would preach away and say things like " Clothe yourself with humility towards one another, keep your senses, be watchful and stand firm in your faith, obey the law, love your family, pay tribute to your departed loved ones, and go to their burial sites once in a while.