Phil and Teresa Johnson
This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, John Lawrence, 52, born on June 4, 1960 and passed away on March 14, 2013. We will remember him forever. We invite you to contribute stories and sentiments about John.
Please visit https://www.dropbox.com/sc/lpky7mfiv2sdqtw/5u_tPhV-MA to see pictures from the Celebration of John's Life on March 24, 2013.
To see a video of the California Fallen Firefighter Memorial, visit https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jXU7f_bZiSk&feature=em-share_video_user
John is recognized at 56:20
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Leave a tributePhil and Teresa Johnson
Love,
Jimbolina
Teresa and I miss you immensely. We still tell your funny stories and your famous anecdotes. I know you are flying around up there in permanent CAVU!
Phil and Teresa Johnson
Miss you today like always, but I can only imagine you watching my littles and just laughing at us. I know you’re watching over us but I really wish you were here with us. Found some old pictures and posted them on here. Love you
Sam
I miss your quick smile but I see you when I look at your beautiful sons and know how very proud you are.
You are forever in my heart.
Love you,
Sis
Listening to some oldies. A lot of them remind me of you. Amazing how they can trigger memories. Things have really changed down here. Trust me when I say you lived in the best times. I miss ya, man. Be talking to you today.
Love ya,
big bro.
I miss you a lot and still tell the very funny stories. You were an incredible, friend, pilot and firefighter!
I now often think about how we'd get together on occasion in retirement if he were still with us. Someday we will in heaven.
Dennis
Love,
Jim
Adrian has been an active member of St. Joseph’s Catholic Church, has played football all four years in high school, and was the recipient of the Jarred Landaker Leadership Award in his senior year.
About Adrian, Coach Walmsley says, “This young man is a scholar-athlete in every aspect of the term. He takes the mission at hand, whether in the classroom, on the field, or in the community, and dedicates himself to that task with the honor and due diligence that few young men his age are able to muster. His ability to overcome adversity and step up effectively into leadership positions is uncanny and inspiring, and I feel that many of us would be better served to follow his example.”
Thanks to all of you who donated to John's scholarship!
Missing you as much as always. Remembering all the good times on this day.
Love,
Jim
John, I think about you all of the time and miss you everyday. I especially miss the phone calls out of the blue and you saying "hey dude, just a social"
In classic John fashion (and knowing that the forest service would not approve), we did it on the down low. So it's a little off the beaten path. I had a closer destination in mind along the trail of Cougar Crest, but Hayden said, "Go big or go home." Hayden wanted to go to the top of the Bertha Peak, and since he was carrying the 15 pound rock, Ben and I concurred. It's a beautiful 3-4 hour hike, and if you want to visit it, you will feel close to John, especially when a plane flies over the lake. We also scattered a small amount of John's ashes near the rock - also on the DL. The rock is located in a small clearing with a view, to the left of the path, right before you reach the cell tower at the top of the peak. See photo album for pictures of location and view.
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Phil and Teresa Johnson
Love,
Jimbolina
John’s rock
Visiting John's rock
I know that John would rather me bring beer than flowers, so good thing Tracy had empty beer cans in her pack for the picture. He still has an amazing view. I don't know how my heart has survived 3 years without him. It hasn't been easy for any of us. He was one of a kind. What I wouldn't give for a few moments with him now.
We were kids
Most all of Johns family would rember me Im sure, Im Pete Theodos, we used to live down the street from them on Aulnay Lane in HB. John and I were inseprable during our elementry years at Circle View school. I loved him like a brother and I hated it when my parents decided that we would move away,John and I were going to be in the 8th grade. We use to ride our bikes everywhere, basketball in the driveway,I even went with John and his dad in the green VW van to his work, spent the night over many times, I rememeber so many things from that time long ago. John and I used to go to Jerrys baseball games, had a blast. One day at school we were out in the field, he was about 100' from me walking, I found an Orieo Cookie in the grass,
I threw it at him, it was going right for him, I yelled at him to look out! It hit him square in the forhead, he went down laughing his ass off, that was John.
I do have to go but promise, I will write again, I wish i would have looked him up sooner.
To all his family: My deepest condolances, he will be dearly missed..........pt