Obituaries 07-30-2020

John Vasel III

January 31, 1961 — May 30, 2020

John (JV) Vasel III, 59, of Winthrop passed away on Saturday, May 30.

John leaves behind his loving mother, Lois Joan (Rantz) Vasel, his father, John Vasel, Jr., his beloved sisters, June (Indrisano) McKinnon, the late Denise Vasel, Joanne Vasel and Laurie Vase, and his beloved brother, Michael Vasel. “Uncle Johnny” is also survived by 14 cherished nieces, nephews, great nieces, great nephews and his godson, Michael John.  In addition, he is survived by many loving aunts, uncles, cousins,and boundless friends.

Johnny  was  born  in  Winthrop   on   January  31,1961.  He   went   through   the  Winthrop  School   System, participated in sports and graduated from Winthrop High School, Class of 1979 (“Let the Good Times Roll”.)  Johnny went onto attend Johnson and Wales College where he earned his Associate Degree in Culinary Arts.  He then established himself as one of the head banquet chefs at Danversport Yacht Club, a position he held for more than 30 years. 

JV’s greatest legacy and one of his best qualities was his ability to easily make friends. Mild mannered, funny, warm, handsome, charismatic, yet humble,  he would find a common bond, making you feel special in his life. And make no mistake, you were!  This world needs more people like Johnny and he will be sadly missed.

The family plans to have a Celebration of Life for Johnny (TBA).  We acknowledge and appreciate that his family and friends want to honor and celebrate his bigger than life, fun-filled personality, and the amazing happy memories he gave to each and every one of us. 

I Did Not Die

By  Mary Elizabeth Frye

Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not there; I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on snow,

I am the sun 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 stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there; I did not die.

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