John Pascoe was born August 2, 1955 in Detroit, Michigan to Edward and Nettie Pascoe. He graduated from Ravenna High School and attended North Central Bible College in Minneapolis, Minnesota and Kent State University. He was married to Karen (Kester) Pascoe for 27 years before her passing due to breast cancer. Karen and John had three children during their marriage. On July 1, 2006 he married Nancy (O'Donahue) Peterson. John was predeceased by his mother and brother Eddie and is survived by his father Edward, wife Nancy, son David (Erin) Pascoe, son Jason (Alicia) Pascoe, daughter Elizabeth Pascoe, step-daughter Jennifer (Craig) Kurzynski; two grandchildren, Lucas and Alex, and three step-grandchildren, Victoria, Brandon and Sarah; siblings Larry (Tammie) Pascoe, Judi (Bob) Brown, Fred (Dyflorie) Pascoe, and Lucy Berry; plus many nieces and nephews. John retired on disability in 2012 from Automated Packaging Systems after over 20 years of service. A man of various talents and abilities, John has also been a pastor, hospital chaplain, teacher, prison minister, church elder, mentor, and small group leader. He enjoyed outdoor yard work, gardening, fishing, motorcycle riding, reading, collecting historical memorabilia, politics, TV/videos, tinkering with his guitar, various styles of music, singing, crossword puzzles, traveling and helping other people. John was a member of Maplewood Christian Church, the American Society for Quality as a Certified Quality Auditor, the Smithsonian Institution, the National Rifle Association and had a Conceal and Carry permit. There will be a memorial celebration service on Saturday, July 5, 2014, at Maplewood Christian Church, 7300 State Route 88, Ravenna, Ohio. Visitation will be from 10:00-Noon with a memorial service immediately following. Shorts Spicer Crislip Funeral Home was entrusted with handling the arrangements. Condolences and memories may be shared at www.sscfuneralhomes.com.
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John was only seventeen months younger than me, and I first became acquainted with him when he was a freckle-faced kid with an indomitable sense of optimism and a disarming, almost infectious smile.(a Pascoe family trait) John was coming out for the wrestling team as a sophomore, and he weighed just a little more than the mimimum necessary at 210 pounds. I already knew his brother Fred, who was my age, (a Junior) and his big sis, Judi, who was a senior cheerleader when Fred and I had ourselves been sophomores. Standing in John's way to a spot on the varsity was an entrenched senior wrestler who stood about 6'3" (probably about a head taller than John) and who weighed an absolutely genuine 275 lbs., unless he had eaten particularly well the previous weekend. This guy was of course, a varsity football player as well and had a size advantage , not only on John, but on just about every opposing heavyweight wrestler he faced. This would surely be enough to convince many a young man to just give up and walk away, but not John. I tried to kind of take him under my wing, and teach him as many tricks as I could, especially those he could use more effectively as a heavier wrestler. I reminded him that there was always the possibility of injury or illness, and that in that case, we would really need him to be ready to help the team in a varsity role. (which he did have to do a few times) More importantly though, I pointed out to him, (I really did), "Who else is going to wrestle that behemoth ?" John not only fulfilled that role , he did it really well, giving the older, more experienced guy a good workout day after day in practice. By doing this, day after day, I know he earned not only my respect, but the respect and appreciation of the coach, as well as many of his other teammates. I feel certain that John carried that same optimism, determination, and unwillingness to accept that anything "couldn't be done", or was "hopeless" with him as he took on other challenges later in his life.
I lost track of John and others from his family, as we all seem to do, for many years after high school. I didn't reconnect with him until early 2008, when I started a new chapter in my own life at Automated Packaging Systems.
I soon learned that John was ailing, though I really didn't discern it myself at first. You see, John never yielded, he never seemed to lose that optimism, and never, ever lost that ready, and quite sincere grin of his, no matter his own circumstances. Oh, I'm sure he had his own dark moments at times, we are all human after all, as even was our Lord, Jesus, and we all ultimately have our own personal limits. But if I have managed to read John correctly, I'll bet that he kept most of those personal struggles between just himself and his God, as he was always concerned more about the effects of his own personal challenges on those around him, and on anyone whom he cared about.
I felt that if I worked and didn't attend the calling hours to honor John's memory, and to comfort members of his family on their loss, that I would later regret it, and I indeed have.
But let there be no doubt in anyone's mind. I know that the world has just lost an exceptional individual, a true net contributor. His grandchildren have also lost an opportunity to know personally what a good man their grandfather was. But they will know about him, I know they will, because his goodness and his bravery and unwavering faithfulness will live on in family lore and in the many great tales I am sure he left behind as a part of his legacy.
God Bless each one of you as you each work your individual ways through the grieving process, and know that your loved one is truly now in a better place and is no longer hurting. He is just away.
Jon Jeffries - Ravenna H.S. Class of 1972.