I remember John as a neighbor in Hampton nj, my dad and uncle built their home, fun playing and just a grear neighbor RIP john

Deepest Sympathies to his Family and Friends.

I met John in the mid 90's, he had me work on his Diesel Truck. So as a Customer I invited him to my yearly customer appreciation BBQ. That started a passion to cook BBQ for John. Next thing I know, he had baught a Truck & I steered him toward a big Rotisserie Smoker, so I put it all together & John finished it out to his liking. We was Friends from then on. John had a good Soul. He got in bad health & had to move back noth to have help from family. A good Soul is gone & may he rest in Peace.

My memories of John are from many years ago when I lived in Hampton. Our families visited and it was always so much fun at their house! Pinball machines, go carts. John was always so sweet and kind. Even when we were older he still called me "Cous" because we were raised as cousins. May he rest in peace.

The NHRHS Alumni sends their most sincere condolences. May he rest in peace.

I met Uncle John at Hog Hollow, or what I thought I did till just recently. I had a nice picture of me, him, my cousin and his now wife. I don't know what happened to it. We did a lot of hanging out, which is why, I have always called John my uncle.

Recently maybe a few months ago Uncle John yells at me in ShopRite "HEY!" Looking at this man in a powered wheel chair, I thought, oh he must not be talking to me, so I continued to walk. Again "HEY BRIANNE" I turned around and looked again and thought his voice I know, and then I said "Uncle John?" He said "ya" I didn't even recognize him. I immediately gave him a hug! It was so nice talking to him and missed him so much! After not seeing him for years from moving, I ran into him yet again 3 more times at ShopRite. He kept telling me about places in PA he wanted to take me. I knew it would be hard with the kids sports but told him if not there he had to come to the house one day. I told him if he needed anything I was right down the street.

The one day I called him and told him I would be at ShopRite if he needed anything. He called me later asking if I was still there. I said no, but I can grab whatever you need. He was making something and needed Basil leaves. I told my kids to come with me, as I want them to meet my Uncle John. I wanted Uncle John to meet all my kids, because the last time he only saw my two girls when they were just toddlers and a baby.

Soon after that Uncle John called me at night and told me something that I just recently noticed he has told me this before but not in this much detail.

Uncle John called me and told me the first time he actually met me I was a baby. My mom was getting a car from Jack Brink, and asked John if he could hold me. He did. Uncle John told me, he knew we had a connection and I was someone special. He thought if he were to ever have a child he hopes he has a daughter just like me. Uncle John always told me, I was someone so special too him often. I told him how much that meant to me and I loved him!

Reading back on old messenger he tried to tell me this a long time ago just not in depth. So when I saw this I never knew all the details. I asked my mom about these things and she confirmed and after all these years I never knew.

So really, what I thought I just met John at Hog Hollow, he really met me when I was a baby and yrs later we reconnected! I am so glad that some way some how we met back up!

He may have said I was someone special to him, but he was always special to me! I will never forget Uncle John and will treasure our memories. I just wish I had more time with him. I wish he could have come to my home and just be able to be happy even for the moment. I miss those Hog Hollow days! Even meeting Hank for the first time, I felt like I had such a great family and friends!!

I will forever miss you Uncle John!

Love Brianne

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I knew John for 35 years, he was good friends with my brother David Smith. He would fellowship with me in the Bible and especially tried teaching me God’s word in the book of Revelation. It had quite an impact on me.

John had built a huge lifted Chevy pickup named Mountain Mean! He would come pick me up in it every once in a because he knew I loved it! We would ride all the back roads around Washington and have the bluegrass music blasting. One of his favorite songs to play was Amy by Pure Prairie League. To this day when I hear that song he comes to mind with all the backroad riding in Mountain Mean. He was a great friend to myself and my mom Marsha Smith who served him endless coffee in the Washington Diner. Marsha has since passed on and John made it a point to come visit her before she passed away. He will be missed. Healing prayers for all his family, God Bless