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John Charles Browning, 78, has gone home to the Lord. John was born February 3, 1939 in Garnet, Michigan, at home, to Heyward and Ruth Opal Browning. He was the fifth of eight children.
John grew up in Garnet, Michigan, his father owning and operating a cedar shingle mill on their property. John attended Rexton School. During school and in summers, John worked at the shingle mill with his father and brothers.
John married Prebble Mae Jourden in 1960, and they moved into a small house next to Heyward and Ruth, and began a family.
Over the years, John worked at various occupations, providing for his family. In the early sixties work was scarce in the U.P, and with two children, he and Prebble moved to Pontiac, Michigan, where he drove a bus. The move was short-lived, and within a year the young family had moved back to Garnet.
John continued working at the Browning Shingle Mill, toiling to keep his family's needs met. In the late sixties he was a pipeline maintenance worker and security guard. He enjoyed traveling as part of his pipeline job, sometimes taking his wife and a child with him on trips.
In 1971 he began working at Sand Products, as a machinery operator among other jobs, a position he held for 33 years, until his retirement in 2003. He was instrumental in helping build the company.
In 2004 John lost his wife Prebble to cancer, a single year after retiring from Sand Products. He remained living in their home in Garnet, with his beloved dog "Schnauzer", until his illness and death. Prebble's passing, after 43 years together, left a hollow space in his life that was never filled.
John was a husband, father, uncle, brother, grandfather, and great-grandpa, and greatly enjoyed visiting with everyone. He was fond of computers, and computer games, particularly simulations, and shared this hobby with many, especially his grandkids.
John was into computers years before it was mainstream, tinkering with his Vic20s and Commodore computers for hours. He was also into amateur "ham" radio, conversing with distant friends he'd met and laughing with them over the airwaves. His radio room was a small laboratory of technology, under the eaves upstairs, and he had a lot of fun with his Settlers games, his Zork games, and his radio.
In later years, John enjoyed visiting, playing with his dog, and taking his chances at casinos, where he would sit and visit at least as much as he fed the slots.

John leaves behind him a large extended family including his sons Calvin Browning and John Browning, his daughters Tammy Bigelow, Norma Keller, and Melisa Keller, as well as a daughter-in-law, Elaine (John Browning), and three sons-in-law, Frank (Tammy) Bigelow, John (Norma) Keller, and Steve (Melisa) Keller. He was preceded in death by his wife Prebble, and his daughter-in-law Marion (Calvin) Browning, his brothers Franklin and Robert, sister Dorothy, and grandson, Dereck Browning. John is also survived by two brothers, Sam and Kenneth, a sister, Darlene, 15 grandchildren, and 8 great-grandchildren. Though he has gone, he will remain in the memories of all who knew him as brother, uncle, dad, grandpa, or great-grandpa. "He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning nor crying nor pain any more, for the former things have passed away." A funeral service will be held Friday, April 21, 2017 at the Rexton Church at 11:00 a.m., Pastor Tim Miller officiating. A memorial dinner will follow in the church hall.

April 19, 2017
April 19, 2017
It's so hard to lose a parent, and hard to watch a loved one mourn. But all the outpouring of love and support and prayers is uplifting, and shows the kinds of people he was surrounded by: his children, family, and friends. There's a living tribute to him, how he affected people.
Love and prayers to the family.
April 19, 2017
April 19, 2017
Well Ole Man, where do I begin. So many memories to share. So many things learned from you some big some small. I remember for a couple summers where I was constantly at the house with you either working on little projects around the house like helping you set up for a garage sale or painting things or building a sketchy Platform to stand on while I shingled you roof as you gave direction from the ground lol but we got it done and the platform held the whole time. I remember you sitting at one computer and I would be sitting at the other and we would just play games all day long. And Everytime I was there we had to go either to Rexton or naubinway for a pepsi I guess it just depended on how far you felt like driving. Lol. I can remember one time when the mill was still running. It was after school mom Tia buddy and I were at the mill. While mom was packing shingles she had sent us back to the house for our home work or something. On the way back as we came out of the old road between the house and the mill, our dogs were fighting with something in the bushes. I couldn't tell what it was neither could buddy and all I can remember was at one point I saw buddy take off running and it didn't take long for me to catch up lol didn't know what i was running from or why but I know I was scared lol the next thing I remember is you came over with that old 22 of yours and shot at what ever it was in the bushes. Well the dogs came running out and what ever you shot at went the other way. Well it turns out it was a coyote that had gotten to close to buddy and i. Dogs wouldn't let it get up. Period. The neighbors found it dead twenty yards from thier house. But recently we talked alot about my new job and how you used to load boats like these down at sand products. I would tell you about the things I'm doing out here and your face would light up. The last time I got to talk to you I told you that I was working on an old steam boat like the ones you used to see. Just one of three remaining on the great lakes. And you just said keep that boat ballasted and do your job and you'll be just fine. Well I've learned alot more over the last two weeks with the condenser and the first and third stage heater , the evaporator I'm getting better at ballisting to the point that I can do it on my own. And switching from sea water to the number nine tank. Doesn't sound like much but there's ten valve you got to turn. And you can just do it in any order. But I still got alot to learn yet lol. I'm gunna miss you Grandpa. Gunna be weird not seeing​ you at mom and dads. You always made sure to stop by when I was there.

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April 19, 2017
April 19, 2017
It's so hard to lose a parent, and hard to watch a loved one mourn. But all the outpouring of love and support and prayers is uplifting, and shows the kinds of people he was surrounded by: his children, family, and friends. There's a living tribute to him, how he affected people.
Love and prayers to the family.
April 19, 2017
April 19, 2017
Well Ole Man, where do I begin. So many memories to share. So many things learned from you some big some small. I remember for a couple summers where I was constantly at the house with you either working on little projects around the house like helping you set up for a garage sale or painting things or building a sketchy Platform to stand on while I shingled you roof as you gave direction from the ground lol but we got it done and the platform held the whole time. I remember you sitting at one computer and I would be sitting at the other and we would just play games all day long. And Everytime I was there we had to go either to Rexton or naubinway for a pepsi I guess it just depended on how far you felt like driving. Lol. I can remember one time when the mill was still running. It was after school mom Tia buddy and I were at the mill. While mom was packing shingles she had sent us back to the house for our home work or something. On the way back as we came out of the old road between the house and the mill, our dogs were fighting with something in the bushes. I couldn't tell what it was neither could buddy and all I can remember was at one point I saw buddy take off running and it didn't take long for me to catch up lol didn't know what i was running from or why but I know I was scared lol the next thing I remember is you came over with that old 22 of yours and shot at what ever it was in the bushes. Well the dogs came running out and what ever you shot at went the other way. Well it turns out it was a coyote that had gotten to close to buddy and i. Dogs wouldn't let it get up. Period. The neighbors found it dead twenty yards from thier house. But recently we talked alot about my new job and how you used to load boats like these down at sand products. I would tell you about the things I'm doing out here and your face would light up. The last time I got to talk to you I told you that I was working on an old steam boat like the ones you used to see. Just one of three remaining on the great lakes. And you just said keep that boat ballasted and do your job and you'll be just fine. Well I've learned alot more over the last two weeks with the condenser and the first and third stage heater , the evaporator I'm getting better at ballisting to the point that I can do it on my own. And switching from sea water to the number nine tank. Doesn't sound like much but there's ten valve you got to turn. And you can just do it in any order. But I still got alot to learn yet lol. I'm gunna miss you Grandpa. Gunna be weird not seeing​ you at mom and dads. You always made sure to stop by when I was there.
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