Services

Visitation One

Thu. Jun. 7, 2007
7:00 pm - 9:00 pm

Sugar Land First United Methodist Church

431 Eldridge Road
Sugar Land , TX 77478.

Funeral Service

Fri. Jun. 8, 2007
11:30 am

Houston National Cemetery

10410 Veterans Memorial Drive
Houston , TX 77038.
Thu. Jun. 7, 2007
7:00 pm - 9:00 pm
Sugar Land First United Methodist Church
431 Eldridge Road
Sugar Land , TX 77478.
Fri. Jun. 8, 2007
11:30 am
Houston National Cemetery
10410 Veterans Memorial Drive
Houston , TX 77038.
In Memory of
John Patrick Cleary
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The life of John Patrick Cleary is a story of Love and Perseverance. Born June 30, 1925 in Denver, Colorado, the young John Patrick and his younger brother Lawrence were given a strict Catholic upbringing by their parents, John Joseph and Mildred.

His childhood was affected by the Great Depression, a time of hardship that is difficult to fathom by those who did not see it. Severe unemployment, shortages of basic goods and the collapse of the financial system cast a dark shadow over his teenage years.

When John Patrick was 14, Germany attacked Poland, and while Roosevelt struggled to stop the spread of the war, a sense of dread slowly fell upon an entire generation of young Americans. John Patrick was in the middle of his teens, a time in which most children should be frolicking with their friends and blind to the darkness of war, when the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor.

Josh Patrick Cleary volunteered for military service and enlisted in the United States Navy in 1943. His aptitude was quickly noticed and he was trained to manage and trouble-shoot the most complex military technology of his generation. He served with honor and distinction on both submarines and destroyer escorts.

Before he was 20, John Patrick fought with his shipmates in horrific combat engagements in several campaigns in the South Pacific. He endured typhoons that capsized ships within his squadron, mastered the most sophisticated technology of his day, earned two Bronze stars for courage in combat, felt the terror of having Kamikaze pilots attack his ship, and the jubilation when the Allies prevailed over fascism.

Shortly after the war, he married Lynn Astrid Ohlson and started a family in Denver. John Patrick earned a Bachelors degree from the University of Denver, and then studied Law in hopes of following his own father, John Joseph, into a career in public service. He struggled to balance his roles as both a father and a law student while working long hours for the Union Pacific Railroad.

During the subsequent decades, he focused on many entrepreneurial endeavors, some of which attained modest success, while others struggled. He entered a second marriage in 1960 to Margaret Katherine Gaudesi and continued adding children to his family.

He had always been a loving Father, but by the late 1990’s, his relationships with his 7 children had blossomed. He also finally found his professional calling as a teacher in a local high school, and he was held in high-esteem by both his peers and his students when he retired at the age of 76. He devoted his remaining years to his family, calling many of his children everyday, preaching a simple message of unconditional love, pride, concern and support.

John Patrick Cleary passed away in Houston Texas on June 4, 2007. He is survived by 7 children and 13 grandchildren.

Tributes

Message from
Mark the Spark
Thu, 06/07/2007

I don't remember my family spending much time encouraging each other when I was young. I know my parents loved me, we just didn't say it much. There were not many, "at-a-boys" that I remember. So, when I got to know Jack after marrying Christine, his daughter, I took his constant encouragements with a raised eyebrow. "Why would he say such nice things about me," I would think to myself, "he doesn't really even know me." Over and over again he would tell me what a "good man" I was. Eventually, after hearing this over and over for years, I think I actually became a "good man" in part perhaps because he convinced me it was true and so it was. Amazing. What if I'm a good man, because a good man told me I was so many times that eventually I believed it! What a legacy to leave for someone.

For the last 5 years, we've had steak night on wednesdays with Jack. At first, I'd stop by the store after work and buy the cheap steaks and come over to his house and fix them. Eventually, we could settle for nothing less than the best steaks we could find. I loved buying the most expensive cuts I could find as I knew he would enjoy them so much. We talked and watched the West Wing together which usually resulted in debates over my republican slanted view of things. It was fun. I knew he knew enough to blow me away at any moment, but he would keep the conversation just a notch above my level to keep me interested and never made me feel stupid. He did take my money in a poker game when I fist met him. I've played poker since then. We did wednesday nights up to about a year prior to his passing when having conversations was limited to the same basic question over and over. Still his questions were always about how I was doing, how Christine was doing and where my kids were going to school. Always about me. Watching Tv became a thing of the past as his memory faded and I remember the last steak we had at Outback Steakhouse when he embarrasingly complained that his fillet was too tough. When I tried it and tasted how tender it was, I knew, and so did he, that our steak days were over.

I remember when he would ring my phone 25 times a day, asking the same questions over and over. Most the time I would answer, other times, I would send him to voice mail thinking that I knew what he was calling about. I knew I would be sorry one day, and I was right. My phone has stopped ringing now from him. I know he is in Heaven. I asked him point blank in his last week if he believed what it says in John 3:16 as I read it to him. He said yes. Which, if you knew him, a straight one word answer was rarely heard. And so I said, we'll see each other in Heaven and he said, "ok then.". I am sad he is gone and I'll cherish our wednesday night steak dinners together, but I'm comforted to know that we'll see him in Heaven. Love you forever Jack. Love Mark.