My loving husband, John Flynn, was born in 1954 to Marge and Robert Flynn. His father died in 1982 and then he lost his mother in 2004. Sadly in 2005 we lost our son, Robert "Bobbo", when his life was taken.
John was ill the last few months of his life. He fought a long hard battle the last 3 months of his life. John was a big man weighing 415 pounds and when he passed he was down to 190. After spending six weeks in the hospital he came home on May 2. He made me a promise that no matter what he would not die in June. He finally lost his fight and died at home with me by his side on July 2, 2006. John asked me to promise him three things. The 1st was to not let him die in the hospital, which I didn't. The 2nd was to hold him until he died. He died in my arms at 4.45 pm. The 3rd was for me not to send his body out of the house too soon. John’s body remained at home for 3 hours after he passed and everybody came and got to say their good-byes.
John passed away exactly 23 years to the day that his dad died. John never got to tell his dad good bye on the day that he died, so his dad welcomed him home on that day 23 years later. John will always be loved and missed!!