John Josef Jernstrom

	John Josef Jernstrom December 21, 1966 - February 7, 2006 "With candles, with flowers, you were one of ours" - Natalie Merchant, "River"
	Funeral Blues Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead. Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods; For nothing now can ever come to any good. -- W.H. Auden
Dear Friends, It is with great sadness that we share the news of the passing of my beloved brother, John. He died suddenly but peacefully at home of an apparent heart attack. When considering sending flowers for support to his dear wife, Sarah, and beloved son, Zak, please instead consider sending a contribution to Zak's college fund. And be sure to include them in your prayers. Peace.		It gives our family strength to feel the love from all of John's friends. What an incredible life John led. He affected so many people by doing such simple things. I hope his example of compassion and love will live on in all of us. In John's memory, this web page will be kept online indefinitely.
	Beloved Husband, Father, Son, Brother, Uncle and Friend

	You are loved, John, and you will be greatly missed!
from MICHAEL by Antigone Rising When they told me you were gone I hated god for what he'd done I'm trying hard to understand And I know I shouldn't want this to be someone else instead of you I thought you were so invincible ... And it hurts to miss you everyday this feeling never goes away I'm trying hard to understand and I drive the streets that you lived on I can't forget your favorite song I thought you were so invincible I want to change the way the story goes why can't it have a happy ending? And at night he whispers in my ear I hear his voice so loud and clear He tries to help me understand that he'll always be right by my side a part of him will never die that's what makes him so invincible ************************************** I GIVE YOU THIS ONE THOUGHT TO KEEP I AM WITH YOU STILL, I DO NOT SLEEP I AM A THOUSAND WINDS THAT BLOW I AM THE DIAMOND GLINTS ON THE SNOW. I AM THE SUNLIGHT ON RIPENED GRAIN I AM THE GENTLE AUTUMN RAIN WHEN YOU AWAKEN IN THE MORNING'S HUSH I AM THE SWIFT, UPLIFTING RUSH OF QUIET BIRDS IN CIRCLED FLIGHT I AM THE SOFT STARS THAT SHINE AT NIGHT DO NOT THINK OF ME AS GONE I AM WITH YOU STILL, IN EACH NEW DAWN. --Native American Prayer Looking back, on the memory of, The dance we shared, beneath the stars above, For a moment, all the world was right, How could I have known, that you'd ever say goodbye, And now, I'm glad I didn't know, The way it all would end, the way it all would go, Our lives, are better left to chance, I could have missed the pain, But I'd have had to miss, the dance. Holding you, I held everything For a moment, wasn't I the king. If I'd only known, how the king would fall. Well who's to say, you know I might have changed it all And now I'm glad I didn't know The way it all would end, the way it all would go Our lives are better left to chance, I could have missed the pain, But I'd have had to miss, the dance. Yes my life, is better left to chance, I could have missed the pain But I'd have had to miss, the dance ... The Dance.. Garth Brooks