Dear Sarah, my family and I are sending our deepest condolences to you and your family during this extremely sad time. Wishing you peace and comfort in these difficult days.

 Thinking of you,

Janice, Charles & Wyatt

Jon was such a kind and gentle person. I'll always remember standing around with him, watching our kids cook pretend food and chase monsters outside their preschool/preK. Despite having spent 8 hours together, they never wanted to go home, and Jon and I would look at each other and smile and sigh, before we eventually tore them away to go home for dinner. 

We loved our THA camping trips with Jon, Sarah, Elodie and other friends. Jon always generously offered to share food and cooking duties -- though last summer, at least one lunch was ruined by the arrival of the ice cream truck right at noon. Again, Jon just smiled. Nothing got him down, and certainly not something that brought such joy to our kids.

I see so much of Jon in Elodie -- her sweet nature and her smile that makes everyone else smile. She is so lucky to have an incredible mom in Sarah, and they'll always be welcome at our house for pizza (and ice cream too). 

We miss you, Jon.

Jon was such a genuine, kind and talented friend, and I feel so privileged to have known him over the past few decades.

In high-school, Jon and I would frequently play basketball at the Manchester Field courts during the summer. Were we usually the tallest on the court? Yes. Were we good? Not really. Did our skills improve over the years? That’s up for debate. But did we have fun together? Always. With Jon, it was always just about having a good time. That said, he had no problem flicking the switch on his competitive mode when the video game controllers came out, because he’d wipe the floor with everyone.

If you ever wanted to feel woefully inadequate about playing videos, you had to play against Jon. Out of the dozens (or possibly hundreds) of games I’ve played with him over the years, I can only think of one game that I could routinely beat him in. But now I’m thinking about it, I wonder if he was just letting me win… checkmate, Jon.

In the final months of Jon’s life, we played in a Palworld server together that my 8 year old son, Grant, would sometimes join. Grant loved pretending to be a restauranteur, serving round after round of juice and loaves of bread to anyone willing to indulge, and Jon was always that person. He gobbled up everything Grant threw at him.

One day after school, Grant logged into the world and discovered that Jon had painstakingly crafted an entire restaurant for Grant to live out his digital dreams. Tables, chairs, signs, decor, a bar, a piano, you name it, Jon added it. It was such a selfless, touching gesture that made Grant absolutely glow with joy. A true testament to Jon’s loving and caring personality.

To this day, one of the most memorable moments in my life was when Jon asked me to give a speech at his wedding. At first my reaction was horror, because, well, public speaking. But very quickly I realized it was an honor to be there for Jon like he’d always been for me. I’ll never forget the relief I felt when I looked over to see Jon smiling as we all raised a glass to him and Sarah. I’ll surely be raising more glasses to the wonderful memories I have of him in the future.

He was an amazing friend who will truly be missed.

With our deepest sympathies.

Celia, Susan, Renouard & Corinne

Jon is a very discreet person. One could easily pass by him without exchanging any word. However I realized that if I said a few things, it easily turned into a conversation where Jon would happily open up and talk about pretty much anything from silly funny topics to serious ones. 

I have three special memories with S&J: 

1. The first one is their wedding day and seeing the connection and love between them two.
2. The second one is when Sarah was pregnant. I remember joining them in their bedroom of the vacation rental in the bay area and I asked them to tell me the story of their pregnancy. They had a lot to say and it was so touching to hear their journey and how happy they were to be expecting a little one. I bet it was a boy, well I lost...
3. The third one is when Elodie was a few months old and we were in San Francisco. They were like all young parents, totally exhausted but happy and we were going on walks to the beach.

I was always amazed at how positive and kind Jon was, the type of person who would see the good in everything and everyone. Jon just seemed to simply like life. During his last hospital stay, I sent him jokes everyday and found out one of his favorites was "why is 6 scared of 7? - Because 7, 8, 9". 

I like to think he is still here in a way or another, can see the love from his family and friends and can watch Sarah and Elodie.  

Through this great sadness I'm feeling by the loss of my life partner, there are rays of sunshine in the memories I hold of Jon. Some are mundane - for example, the multiple times we accidentally wore the same commemorative T-shirt from a past 5K. Others were life-changing, like when we were in the hospital for the birth of Elodie. Jon picked her name, by the way, while I was in labor. 

Jon made me a better person, as I told him several times in the hospital. I'm kinder, more thoughtful, and more empathetic for knowing him. For that I am thankful. Twelve years of being with someone will rub off on you. I think we are all better for having known him.

I see Jon wherever I go. I see him in Elodie - her generosity, her gentle spirit, her love of cooking, and her smile that lights up a room. I see him in the birds, and I feel him in the breeze. We will keep his memory alive so we will always be together. And if you need someone to share a memory or cry with, I'll be right here.

It’s hard for me to picture Jonny without a smile on his face. For years, every time I walked through 34 Henry St, I would be greeted by a swivel at the desk chair, his smiling face and a gentle hello. More often than not, he would be side by side with Melissa building some intricate Sims virtual world. 

We spent many hours in his room attempting to out race each other in Mario Kart, eating pizza bagels and boca burgers… just being kids. 

For years Melisa and I schemed ways that he could marry my sister and we could all be one big family. Little did I realize that we didn’t need an arranged marriage for him to become family. It happened naturally overtime playing video games and eating microwaved snacks. 

Jonny was one of the kindest, most gentle souls I have ever known. Thank you for sharing him with me all these years. He is already so missed. 

Dear Elodie, 

I have so many stories to tell you. I have them written all down so someday they won’t just be me and Dad’s stories but your stories too. 

Your Dad was a best friend to me his entire life. We played outside with the neighborhood kids every afternoon, played make believe games together every evening, and ate ice cream together every night. We played Nintendo a lot. He loved to play and be silly,  just like you my beautiful girl. 

When we got older we planned special adventures for you and the cousins. We took so much joy in watching you and Sophie become friends. 

He was *always* as gentle and kind as you remember him to be. Through out his whole life he was a friend to children and animals. He would do anything to make a little animal feel safe or a little kid laugh. He loved you beyond measure. You and your mom were the most special part of his whole life. 

I learned a lot of lessons from your Dad. He taught me to be softer. He taught me to enjoy the small things in life. He was kind and polite to everyone he encountered, even in the hospital he was everyone favorite patient.  In the end, he taught me the importance of making the absolute best out of a bad situation. He left this world the way he lived it- with a happy heart and a lot of grace. 

This website was made for you, so you could always look back and see how important your Dad is to everyone. 

With all my love - your adventure buddy and fellow sushi girl, Auntie Melissa 

Jon was just the best.  What else can I say?   I remember the first time we met him and we were so excited to meet Sarah's new boyfriend.  We went out to dinner at Pizzeria Regina and my son, Isaac, was only about 2.5 years old.  We loved him immediately.  Isaac bonded with him quickly - he would pretend to shampoo his hair and take out all of his toy food to pretend to make him brunch.  

Jon was one of my favorite travel buddies.  We took trips to Switzerland, France, Disneyworld, Nashville, the Cape, and most recently Great Wolf Lodge.  When we had one ride left on the Disneyworld fast pass, Isaac chose Jon for that last ride.   When a drunk driver hit my parked car, he quickly offered me his car for a few weeks while mine was in the shop.  He was just so special.  

He was the best brother-in-law, an amazing husband, and such a sweet and doting father to Elodie.  The world was so lucky to have him and it's significantly less fun without him.  

Jon, I'll miss you forever and ever.  Thank you for being you.