Sad news to report. John Thomas has passed away. He was 93.
I spent a lot of time on Sherman Street – it’s where my best friend Glenn Thomas lived. I always called his dad, “Mr. Thomas.”
John always made me feel good when he called me, “Son.’
Here’s Glenn’s announcement and tribute to his dad.
Last night the world lost a great man. A devoted husband, father, grandfather, great grandfather, and simply a friend to so many. I simply called him my dad.
My father John Thomas passed away peacefully at the age of 93 in the comforts of his own home. He and my mom were happily married for 65 years and were staples in Windsor Terrace and in Holy Name Parish. My parents raised my brother, two sisters, and myself with very good values and a deep respect for all people. It is a privilege to be able to live a long life for not many people are afforded this luxury and boy did my dad love life.
He was fortunate to make it home safe from seeing action for the US Army for the Elite 10th Mountain Division with The 87th Infantry Mountain Regiment in The Po Valley Campaign in Italy during WW2 and shortly thereafter went on to make a beautiful long life together with my mom here in Brooklyn, NY
Today, I make the choice not to mourn the loss of my dad but to smile and celebrate his long life, his humor, his kindness, and for being able to have him in my own life for so long.
I love you dad.