MEMORIES OF JON

"Please feel free to share your memories and stories of Jon here."

Memories of Jon

He was a good dad and I remember him letting me eat his food at the hospital.

From: Colter Warrington

 

It was a typical summer day, the boys were all outside playing and I was doing yard work. Jon was riding his bike along May Ave next to our house, the next thing I knew he yelled "Hi Dad". I looked up and waved, the next thing I knew Jon had rode into the side of a pickup driving by. Jon and bike both hit the pavement, I dropped everything and ran to him and he said "I'm ok Dad. I'm ok." No damage to pickup, bike or him.

From: Dad

I can still remember the day my dad told me that Uncle Jon was moving back to Nebraska. I knew that he was sick, but I don't think I understood just how bad it was until he moved back. I remember being really nervous to see not only Jon but Sheri and Colter as well, as I had not seen them for a few years. I was so excited when the moved here. We had more family here and I loved the idea of being able to see them whenever. My parents took us over there often for BBQs and family get togethers all the time and I gradually got to know my Aunt, Uncle, and cousin a lot better. I don't remember much before they moved back because I was so young. I do remember one thing in particular... I always played on the trampoline they had. I remember seeing how happy my dad was when he was over there... As time went on I noticed that Uncle Jon was starting to get sick again. Mostly I tried not to think about that as it made me very sad and I wanted to remember the happy times we got to spend with him before he left us. As he started getting really bad my family encouraged me to go over and see him more but it was really hard for me to see him that way.. broke my heart every time I seen him. I just kept making myself believe that he was going to pull through. No matter how many people told me I still believed he wasn't going anywhere until the last few weeks. I remember my dad getting a phone call saying that we needed to get to Grandma and Grandpas because they thought that it was his time. I remember staying in the car because I was terrified to go inside.. just a few minutes after my parents went inside the house I found out that he had left us. I almost felt numb like I didn't know what to feel. At first I regretted not going inside, But then as a few days passed by I realized that I wanted to remember him as the man I got lucky enough to get to know before he left us, Our Uncle Jon. I often wish that we could have spent more time with him. I am so thankful I got to be around my uncle his last year. I wish he could read this... and everyone else's memories. As he would be looking down at them with a huge grin on his face. He will be missed and loved forever.

From: Felicia

7-10-2010

Today, is Jon's birthday and I picture him celebrating with his triplet sons and his Grandma Warrington and Grandpa Lusk. Seems like such a short time ago that we came home from the hospital with him. Jon and Brion always shared their birthday parties as Brion's is July 8. So many crazy cakes you guys had.....

From: Mom

7-15-2010

I will share with you one of my fondest memories of Jon. We had not been in Yuma long and he played softball with the unit. He and Sheri had lost the triplets not too long before this and he would sit out after the games and look at the stars and tell us about how much he loved his boys. Those are the times that show a man's true heart. I am glad that he fought it like a war. That was the Marine in him. I bet he is missed everyday.

From: Lisa Goff

8-4-2010

We knew and loved Jon from the time he was very young. As most little boys, he absolutely loved spending time with his dad, and in fact followed him everywhere. Whether working in the yard, repairing something around the house, or doing a wood working project, Jim kept busy and therefore, so did little Jon. Jon learned to love tools of all kinds. Once he received a toy set of carpentry tools and they became one of his prize possessions. As neighbors, several of us gathered almost daily for coffee. One day as we sat around the table visiting, Jon came skipping into the room. Within a few minutes Henrietta looked down and then commented to Candi that Jon was sawing on the table leg...Candi responded and said "oh that is just his toy saw, he can’t hurt anything"....Henrietta said, " no Candi, he is sawing the table leg". Much to Candi's surprise she discovered that Jon had one of Jim's saws and was actually sawing the table leg. Obviously we have laughed many times over that incident. Just one of the joyous memories of our beloved Jon
From: Cheryl Hughes

10-9-2010   

Began some tree and brush clearing at Dad's 25 acere hunting property, with son's Kris and Dan, along with Staff Sgt.Jeremy Jellison from the Recruiting Office in Kearney, whom Candi had won from "rent a Marine for a day". It turned out to be a nice warm fall day.

I started thinking of all those deer hunting trips we made to Hays Center at the Richards Ranch that we did when Jon was alive. With Don and the boy's we would walk all those canyons in persuit of the ellusive mule deer, stopping at the end of the west canyon, at the site of the old apple tree. It was not a real apple tree, just one where we stopped to take a break and eat an apple or candy bar that we carried with us.
The evenings we spent in the basement playing pool or watching TV, just having a good time and talking about the day.
Damn I miss you son,

Love Dad.

It's the 235th Marine Corps Birthday and it always reminds me if the many great friends Jon and I made through the years and how special each and everyone of them have been to both of us. The Marine Corps Birthday was always a special day that Jon loved so much as he could celebrate the day with the guys and the Marine Corps that he loved so much. I'm sure he was looking down with that so special smile that he had to each and everyone of you and remembering all the great times he shared with all of you. I know Colter and I miss him each and every day that goes by and how I so wish he was still here to see just what a fine young man Colter has turned out to be. Everyone please remember all the laughter and great times we had through those years and share the stories because I know Colter and I appreciate them. We love and miss him......Semper Fi

From: Sheri Warrington

12-2010

Jon and I were Sergeants together as instructors at the Light Armored Vehicle Leaders Course. We often went on runs during lunch through the hills of Camp Pendleton. Keep in mind Jon had already fought his first round in the war with his cancer before I even met him. His scars were still new, but he led by example with his drive to stay physically fit. His standard was always the Marine standards of excellence- he never accepted that less was expected from him because he was also strained by his battles with cancer. He pushed me to get out of my own comfort zone and reach beyond what I had accomplished before. He was never afraid to tell his friends and peers if he thought they were wasting their potential, whether it was physical fitness or professional development as Marine leaders. Jon truly believed that the only way to live was at top speed and full volume.
His wasn't a big guy, but he had an energy that was contagious. I think about him whenever I'm too hot, too cold, or too tired, and then I push myself a little more so he won't be disappointed in me!

Semper Fidelis and Merry Christmas

From: Jeff

1-15-2011

Jon May God continue to bless Jon and may he never be forgotten for his service to the American he so loved.

Sempter Fi Marine.

From:  Michael Patterson