Birth date: Feb 18, 1929 Death date: Mar 13, 2019
John “Jack” Alfred Volkmar, 90, of Cornelius, NC passed away on March 13, 2019 at Novant Medical Center Huntersville. He was born on February 18, 1929 in Greece, NY and the son of the late Alfred and Aurelia Siebert Vokmar of Gre Read Obituary
I miss you, Dad and love you. So many times I wish we could talk on the phone or visit each other. Much Love to you and Mom, today and always
On your first birthday in heaven, Dad, I hope you know how deeply we miss you and how we will always remember your love & laughter. You are also remembered in our prayers. In our hearts forever💕
He was the very first man I ever loved. My dad has been so important in my life. He taught me to see things as they are... not how I WISHED they were. He is truly missed. Love you, dad. Teresa
My heart is broken and my glasses are so tear stained I cannot see. I grieve for the pain and the lost opportunities, and that I am unable to join loved ones due to circumstances beyond my control. But I can focus on tears and pain or celebrate the love and life of my father.
One of my favorite memories is climbing a tree at the home Dad was born in, that had been planted when he was born. I am sure while I climbed, that tree must have grown 10 feet taller! I listened from the lowest branch as he talked about his great grandfather Adam, who survived the shipwreck of a wooden 3 masted ship off the coast of NJ. (Who would know my Dad would help me grow roots and wings, and even be able to find the diver who found that shipwreck & even touch a piece of the bow someday!) But I was so scared up in that tree, because it seemed I could never get down. Dad said,"Jump, I'll catch you!" And he did, and he tried as best as he knew to keep encouraging me all his life.
Another favorite memory is when he and mom brought Sonny's BBQ on dry ice and helped us celebrate our daughter's adoption from China. But even long before that, I remember learning to mow the lawn by trying to follow in Dad's footsteps with my brothers & sister following him like a little parade.
He was an apprentice to a surveyor who died while Dad served in the US Army in Germany during the Korean Conflict as a Quartermaster. But the man died and Dad had to find a new direction for his career, starting Al Volkmar & Sons Paving Company. He told of the snow falling through the roof of the bombed out station in Frankfurt Germany and carollers singing Silent Night so peacefully...
Another favorite memory is of going to "work" with a big bag of candy, to watch them work over 400 degrees asphalt. Later Dad would come home with a loving story for mom about how he thought of her today, when he saw a beautiful sunrise. She would paint that sunrise just as beautifully as he saw it.
I learned that sometimes life takes unexpected turns and you go on and try to stay close to God every day. It is hard to type all this on my phone, but I am proud of my father and his contributions to our country, to our community as a volunteer Firefighter, Chief and Commissioner, Little League Umpire, and to our family, teaching us bowling and baseball, among so many more important things.
Please hug each other and love and forgive. Dad's ship has sailed to another shore and we will miss him terribly until we all meet again.
