This site is dedicated to the memory of John John Jimmy Rascal.

John John Jimmy Rascal was born in Portsmouth on August 24, 1932. He is much loved and will always be remembered by all his friends and family.

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If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again. A golden heart was taken just tears are left to cry, I never saw you one last time I never said goodbye... Always in my heart my darling brother. Love and miss you always, with love Dinks xxxxxxxxxxxx
Sent by Helen on 02/12/2016
So many memories too many to name There will never be another not one quite the same When I read these words I feel you are near And my memories of you are all crystal clear Memories to unleash every kind of emotion With stories of courage of love and devotion They bring on a smile whenever I’m sad And live on within me through good times and bad A few loving words that give so much pleasure With memories of you that I’ll always treasure And as I reminisce I wish you were here To share in those memories that I hold so dear Sometimes a wish is too far from your touch And I know in my heart I’m asking too much But one day for sure my wish will come true So for now I’m content with my memories of you
Sent by Linda on 10/14/2015
i watched my John suffer, day by day, It caused me bitter grief, to see him slowly fade away and i could not give relief. His weary hours And days of pain, his troubled nights are past, and in my aching heart I know, he has found sweet rest at last, Tis sweet to know we will meet again, where parting is no more, and my darling husband i loved so well, has only gone before. God knows how much I miss him, he counts the tears I shed, and whispers, Hush, he only sleeps, your John, John is not dead. Some day, some time, my years shall see, the face i loved so well, Some day, some time, his hand I'll clasp, and never say farewell.. The pearly gates were opened, a gentle voice said "Come," and with farewells left unspoken, John gently entered home... Johns smiling way and pleasant face, are a pleasure to recall, he had a kindly word for each, and died beloved by all...Someday I hope to meet him, someday, I know not when, to clasp his hand in the better land, never will we part again......
Sent by Linda on 03/08/2015
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