Photos from Memorial Celebration

The memorial celebration for John was glorious. Old friends came from miles away, new friends brought condolences, memories were shared. My own reaction was, "John would have loved this! It's so sad he had to miss it!!!" I will post some pictures here for all to see. To view all of the photographs, visit my facebook album at the web address below. http://www.facebook.com/editalbum.php?&aid=2056313&add=1&created=1#!/album.php?id=1054117821&aid=2056313

The Memorial Celebration for John will be held as planned on May 22nd from 2:00 to 6:00 p.m. at the Stark home, 1570 Fairfield Lane, Wichita, Kansas, 67208. We welcome all who knew and loved John to join us for this open house. Please come to share your memories and revel in those of others as we celebrate the glorious, generous, expansive and effervescent life of John Stark.

John's Edinburgh Obituary

STARK
John, LL.B, CA.

In Wichita, Kansas, on 25th March, 2010, after a courageous battle with cancer, John, dearly loved son of the late David and Violet, affectionate and adored brother of Vivienne, Michael, Audrey (deceased), Gilbert, James, Dorothy and Graham, loving husband of Shirley (USA).


Sleep in peace now, the battle's o'er.

I want to write a few words about John. Even though I did not know John extremely well I do know the profound effect he had on many people, an effect that rippled out and spread sunshine everywhere.
He and Shirely were very kind to extend their hospitality to Megumi and me on the event of our wedding and to host a lively reception with food, gifts and fun. On some occasions before that I played golf with John, mostly Megumi or me in a cart with John, out at Tallgrass or over at MacDonald Park. During the last ten years we continued to play golf twice a year or so. In the dozen times I was with John at his home or on the golf course, it was clear that he was a deeply kind, generous and humane friend. He was funny of course, and scrupulously devoted to golf and his fellows on the course, and I could tell how much he was loved by all his good friends. He was generous beyond belief and begrudged nothing. One time at "Angela's" on Central, over a big plate of burritos, John advised me to counteract the "yips" on the putting green by purchasing and using the heaviest putter I could find. I went out and bought the putter and am still using it. I can't putt, but not because I have the yips. Megumi has told me many stories about John and she laughs and cries when she tells them. To know John was a privilege.

Over the last few years, John's generosity included support for Dorcas House in Tijuana, Mexico, a home for children whose parents are incarcerated in prison. http://www.dorcashousefriends.org/

JOHN

Singing in the kitchen--making homemade bread and tea,
Serving stilton--in his kilt--on New Year's Eve,
Keeping all the golf balls clean in the washing machine,
Sharing harvest from his garden--with great pride,
Catching trout beneath the ice, with Michael at his side, safely tied.

Yet what I remember most--he was a lavish, gallant host;
He opened wide his doors to hordes and hordes of carnivores
With Shirley at the table in accord.

Their table was a global sounding board--
For Europeans, Eritreans, Rastafarians, Libertarians,
Lebanese, Vietnamese, a Chinese Texan;
Mexicans, Indians, deluded young Republicans,
Bridge players, tennis players, covens of soothsayers--
Emigrants and indigents, artisans and duffers,
Musicians, foreign film buffs,
And me.
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John, John, get your golf shoes on.
You drive the cart and we'll all find the park
Where the clubhouse is a pub called Fairfield Country Club
And gardenias are in bloom on all the tees.
Although it might be noon there's a magic August moon
And the eagles and the birds convene on every green.

The call of bagpipes and bassoon stirs the air.
Please save some mealy pudding.
I'll be there.

These photos were taken Christmas of '09. John seemed really happy to have us all there and it was probably one of my favorite Christmases with him. My niece and nephews and Dylan and I performed a little Christmas Karaoke and John seemed pretty tickled by it.
The top 2 photos are John opening my & Dylan's presents to him. In the first he's laughing quite hard, but discreetly, over a t-shirt that said, "I'm the one you've got to blow to get a drink around here."
The second is self explanatory. I think he got a kick out of it.
I don't know if he ever wore them, but I just wanted to make him laugh.













The last photo here is a portrait taken by Ihsan McCoy.
I think it captures his Great Grandfather pretty nicely.