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“Big John”
John Thomas Greene, Jr.
Big John passed away on April 1, 2016 with his family by his side at the Seven Rivers Hospital in Crystal River. Johnnie came into this world on May 16, 1955 in Thomaston, Ga., child of John Thomas Greene Sr. and Billie Ruth Greene. The Greene Family moved to Florida and eventually Ocala in during John’s youth. He studied cosmetology at CFCC. When he wasn’t doing hair and nails, he was living life to its fullest by flying planes, skydiving, building custom choppers and restoring classic cars to name only a few things. He will be remembered for his charismatic personality that never met a stranger and the hundreds of stories he told that will make him immortal.
Johnnie is survived by his son, John Greene III and his spouse Annie of Ocala; His daughter Morgan N. Greene of West Palm Beach; Four Sisters, Shirley Gunn Owenbrink of Port Orange, Angela “Beth” Blair of Ocala, Pennie Greene of Winter Haven, and Juanita Greene of Athens, Tn.
A celebration of Johnnie’s life will be held on Saturday April 16, 2016 5:00pm at Big John’s Hair Port located at Plaza 40 East Suite 26 in Inglis, Fl. His ashes will be scattered at one of the many memorable places he enjoyed during his life at a later date.
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I think of you so often
Miss ya brother
Fly high Big Brother
But sometimes, that silver linings attitude fades away and all I can feel is anger. Hurt. Betrayal. I’m sorry that I can’t be strong all the time. That there are days when I question my faith. Days when I hate the world and every person inside of it. Days when I’m bitter about the way life turned out. I’m sorry that I can’t walk around with unflinching hope when I know how shitty this world is. I’m sorry I’m not perfect. I’m sorry I carry so much anger inside. I’m pissed, because you left your family behind. You left people who still needed your love, your voice, your hugs, your kisses. People who cared about you more than they cared about themselves. People who would do anything to have one more minute with you. I’m pissed, because I keep seeing these shitty people running around without a care in the world, living for decades longer than you had the chance to. Because the goodness in your heart should have earned you more days, months, years. I’m pissed, because you deserved better. You deserved to celebrate more milestones. You deserved to see the people around you grow up. You deserved to grow old yourself and pass away peacefully in your sleep after ninety years of living your best life. I’m pissed, because it’s not fair. That sounds whiny to say, childish, selfish but it’s the truth. What happened to you wasn’t fair. What happened to your family wasn’t fair. Nothing about your death was fair. I miss you. And I hate that I miss you, because I shouldn’t have to. I should be able to call you up. I should be able to knock on your door. I should be able to see you face-to-face anytime I want. You should still be here, right now, sending me texts to ask how I’ve been doing. You should still be here, right now, giving me a reason to laugh instead of cry. You should still be here, right now, alive and well. No matter how many cliches are thrown at me about how only the good die young, no matter how many of those sayings I choose to believe to find some semblance of comfort, I will always believe that your death was bullshit. I will always believe that there was some sort of mistake, that you didn’t deserve it. I will always believe that you deserved so much more and we deserved to live the end our life together as planned, full circle. My heart and soul will always carry this empty hole. My love, my best friend.
Recently I have been hospitalized and had a couple of very close brushes with death. This fact and my age of 90 have caused some heavy thinking on my part as to final dispositions.
As a result, I have given this ring to Morgan Greene where I know it will continue to bring good memories of John and is part of his branch of our family.
May you wear it in good health and joy Morgan.
Love,
Grandma Carole.
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May your eternal ride be exhilarating!! I love you
You are sooo missed.
I love you <3
You taught me more in life than you know, for that I'm grateful.
I truly miss you & can't believe you're not here anymore.
I give you this rose to give to momma & believe me, I'm mad at you coz you got to see here 1st, so please give it to her tell her I love & miss her.
Ride that fat boy (even tho you don't have it anymore) thru those pearly gates.
God Speed my big burly teddybear brother.
JERRY& JOYCE MILLER #15 CANNON OAKS
When you laughed, your laughter was contagious... When you loved, your love was passionate!
I will miss you, but I KNOW we will meet again! I love you
Farewell to our good friend Big John. Thank You for being our friend. Thank you for all your kind thoughts and the kind things you did for my wife. Thank you for taking my grandson Presley on his first motorcycle ride. So ride your Harley through the pearly white gates. Heaven needs a Gentle Giant, because us left here on earth are still missing you.
Love, Donnie & Dee
Rest in peace my friend.
I love you my protective big bro.
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Silent Tears
Each day as evening starts to set the ache builds in my chest. I know that I must go to bed and try to get some rest. I hug my tearstained pillow close when no one is around and cry for one I loved and lost and scream without a sound. Others see me in the day and think I'm doing well. But every day as evening sets I enter my own hell. Time hasn't healed my pain at all or quieted my fears. So every night, alone in bed I shed those silent tears.
I wish I could see you one more time, come walking through the door. I know you can feel my tears and you don't want me to cry. Yet my heart is broken because I can't understand why someone so precious had to die. I pray that God will give me strength and somehow get me through. As I struggle with the heartache that came when I lost you.
2 years ago today. My heart is heavy. You are so missed.
I'm trying, it's so hard.
I know you would want me to move on and be happy. I'm not ready to accept that you're gone. I'm working on it, but I have to admit that dy has not arrived yet, perhapes it never will. You are still on my mind 24/7. I grin and giggle to myself when ever I remember something silly we did, or that you said to me. I miss you so much, my Johnny, my heart and my soul still have big holes there.