|10/19/2013 7:30:00 AM|
John Kenneth Johnson
John Kenneth Johnson, 49, of Eau Claire, passed away unexpectedly Oct. 15, 2013. He was born April 10, 1964, in Rhinelander, to Kenneth and Mary Johnson.
John was preceded in death by his father and is survived by his wife of 19 years, Carla; daughter, Randi of Sunriver, Ore.; stepdaughter, Lindsay Buonauro of Burlington, Iowa; mother, Mary of Rhinelander; brothers, Tom Johnson (Diane) of Port Washington and Paul Johnson (Amy) of Rhinelander; and his many beloved nieces and nephews, as well as sister, Rita (Jim) of Buffalo City.
John was a Rhinelander High School graduate. He was a three-sport athlete in football, basketball and baseball and was a member of the 1982 Wisconsin Valley Conference Championship baseball team. A business major at UW-Eau Claire, he loved working as a manager and trainer for many years with a variety of restaurants including Erbert & Gerbert's, Pizza Ranch, and most recently Papa Murphy's.
As a trainer, he most enjoyed working side-by-side with people, laughing, sharing stories, and getting the job done in the most pleasant way possible. John was known to many family members, friends, relatives, and coworkers as a man of great heart and great faith.
He will also be remembered for his self-taught musical talents, with a special love of John Prine, Alison Krauss, and Johnny Cash. In everything he did, John showed his genuine love of and interest in people (and particular joy in children), his strong values and beliefs, his generosity, and his compassion for others in need. To many he was, quite simply, our sunshine.
Posted: Friday, October 12, 2018
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Five years gone but surely not forgotten.
JJ was one of the good ones. The world is a lesser place without John's calm demeanor, keen humor and generous spirit.
Peace and prayers to the Johnson family.
Posted: Sunday, October 20, 2013
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My thoughts go out to you and your family at this time. I remember him often.
From St. Urho's day, seeing antique cars or just driving through Lake Tomahawk, and watching a hockey player with taped ankles.
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