Page 33 - O Mahony Society Newsletter December 2024_Neat
P. 33

he was objectively asymptomatic.  How typical of John to minimize his own health
     burdens while focusing on a joyous Gathering.

        We knew John was a native Californian, a patent attorney, and a sailor on San
     Francisco Bay.  It was the family who gave us additional details.

        Born in 1946, he attended Bellarmine College Preparatory, an all-boys, Jesuit,
     private secondary school in San Jose, California.  In this oldest secondary school
     in  California  (and  the  second-oldest  west  of  the  Mississippi),  he  was  instilled  in
     the Jesuit principle that faith and social justice are interconnected, which was a
     principle that guided him throughout his life.

                                              As a young man, John enlisted in the U.S.
                                          Navy.  On leave in the Philippines, he fell in love
                                          with sailing, an avocation he later continued
                                          with  family  and  friends  on  the  San  Francisco
                                          Bay.  I have fond memories of talking about sailing with John, but I was a
                                          weanie sailor on the Chesapeake Bay.
                                             Following  the  Navy,  John  pursued  an  education  in  the  biological
                                          sciences and the law.  John had a long and satisfying career as a patent
                                          attorney.   Who could have foreseen that his biology education would
                                          also serve him in his retirement?

                                             John’s family shared that he was an enthusiastic admirer of the arts,
                                          especially music and photography. He filled the house (and the computer)
                                          with photographs from his world travels. He also compiled an extensive
                                          collection of music from classical to Celtic to jazz that he loved listening to
                                          early in the morning.

                                             Like his father before him, John was a great conversationalist. As I knew
                                          John, he was conversationally engaging without being overly loquacious.
                                          He knew the math of listening:  two ears and one mouth.  He enjoyed
                                          meeting  and  speaking  with  friends,  old  and  new.  John  treasured  the
                                          friendships that he made through the O’Mahony Society. He especially
                                          looked forward to the annual Gathering in Ireland where he could see his
                                          friends in person.

                                             The O’Mahony Society also gave John the opportunity to pursue his
                                          interest in genetic genealogy. John was drawn to genetics and genealogy
                                          for a number of reasons. He loved the challenge and the mystery, but
                                          above all, the story to share.
        To  honor  John’s  Irish  heritage,  O’Carolan’s  Farewell  by  the  Irish  composer  Turlough  O’Carolan  was
     performed on the cello during John’s funeral Mass. It is a very haunting piece and the notes just hung in the
     air in the old church. John would have loved it.
        John is survived by his loving (and lovely) wife, Mary Ann, their son Jack, their daughter Laura, and his
     brother, Mark (Ellen), as well as his nephews Steven (Jennifer), Michael (Xueyan), and many wonderful friends.
        John was a joy to love and to know and he will be sorely missed.  John, we hardly knew you but will miss
     you always. Our sincere condolences and deepest sympathies go to his entire family.



                                              Unable are the loved to die;
                                        For love is immortality. - Emily Dickinson


                                                                                                                  33
   28   29   30   31   32   33   34   35   36   37