John D. York
September 25, 1939 ~ December 19, 2011
Born in:
Abilene, Texas
Resided in:
Atlanta, GA
John Dale York died at his home in Atlanta on Monday, December 19th, at age 72.
He had suffered from Lou Gehrig's disease since 2008.
The funeral will be held on Thursday, December 29th at 11:00 am at St. Bartholomew's Episcopal Church, 1790 LaVista Road, Atlanta, followed by interment of ashes in the church's memorial garden.
Mr. York was retired from the Atlanta Journal-Constitution, where he was a reporter and later a copy editor.
He had been active at St. Bartholomew's for more than 25 years, having served as a vestry member, usher, lay reader, confirmation class teacher, and altar guild member. Most recently, he held the post of sacristan, or head of the altar guild.
He was active in the National Altar Guild Association and at the time of his death was second vice president.
In previous years, he had served as a volunteer at Our Lady of Perpetual Help Home, AID Atlanta, and Jerusalem House, where he was also a founding board member.
Mr. York was born on Sept. 25, 1939, in Abilene, Texas, was a journalism graduate of the University of North Texas, and served in the U.S. Air Force, attaining the rank of captain. Newspaper experience included the Beaumont Texas Journal in addition to the Atlanta Journal-Constitution.
He is survived by his brother, Dr. Roy York Norma of McAllen, Texas, niece Paige East of McAllen, and nephews Brian York Lisa of West Columbia, Texas, and Cullen York Holly of McKinney, Texas.
Memorial gifts: St. Bartholomew's, Episcopal Relief & Development, ALS Association of Georgia, MDA/ALS of Atlanta
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John, I miss having our morning coffee together. I miss making you scrambled eggs. I miss you talking your way out of the bipap and cough machine. I am still firmly wrapped around your finger, even though you insisted that it was you wrapped around my finger. I loved to make you laugh. I loved being your nurse and your friend. I am proud of you, always. My number one guy.