Born:May 12, 1940

Passed Away:June 17, 2014

Location:Phoenix, Arizona

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John J. Van Hoozer, Jr.

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5 Memories to “John J. Van Hoozer, Jr.”

  1. Kathleen Hudson says:

    We keep special memories in our hearts of our lives intertwining over the years.

    Your sons are your legacy and we cherish them just as much as you.

    Big brother you will be remembered and are loved by your sisters.

    Rest in peace dear bro until we are together again.
    Love is Eternal,
    Kathy and Barb

  2. Barbara Davis says:


    John Jack Van Hoozer was my brother; even though he was my half-brother, I never referred to him as that-ever. We shared the same mother and the same life.

    My husband has always said: “All you can ever want from life is to love and to be loved”.
    Jack did just that!!

    Jack loved me and my sister and took care of us the best he could. He played the role of big brother. He taught me how to play ping pong and golf. He made me feel special. When he taught me to use English on my serves in ping pong and when I legitimately won my first game off of him; he couldn’t have been prouder. The smile on his face when he held my first born Regina for the first time was also a look of pride. He also gave me a ceramic turtle for no special reason. Jack showed his love of others and didn’t just voice it.

    Jack moved to Arizona in 1998 after his wife Virginia obtained a job here. He helped me through a painful divorce and helped in caring for our aging mother. He then gave me away in marriage to my husband; and even got all dressed up to do so.

    He loved his boys—-David, Ken, Joe, and Bud—all 4 equally. He was hard on them because he loved them and he didn’t know how to express it any other way. He fished with them, he fought with them, he worried for them, and he cared for them, hoped for them, and survived with them!! They were his constant—they gave him purpose.
    Jack loved the women in his life; they helped him get through the rough times. From Claudell who gave him his 3 boys to Sally who gave him stability to Virginia who demanded the best from Jack and got it. Virginia took care of him during his many illnesses and we thank her for that. Jack fell in love with Laura, Karen, Carolina, and Denise (the loves of his boy’s lives). Especially Denise who he would have given away in marriage to Joe if he hadn’t been so ill at the time.

    We loved him, not in the same way but we loved him just the same. Jack definitely gave us something to talk about; he had a knack for that. His uniqueness and our memories of him will keep him alive in our hearts forever.

    Jack’s mother, Caroline Fockler Godec, loved her son very much. If anyone would say anything negative about her little boy; she would firmly stand up to them and say—“That’s not true!!”

    Jack was given a deck of cards and played what was dealt to him to the best of his ability. Based on our genetics and life experiences—we all might play the same hand differently. How that hand is played is not for us to judge—but to respect. Jack in playing his hand has forever effected and changed the lives of each and every one of us that interacted with him. We are his legacy.

    I am grateful for all the joys Jack gave to me by being my big brother. I am grateful for his sons—my nephews who are such a support to me and to each other. I praise God for accepting my brother into his flock where he will forever feel safe and loved. God accepts us as we are—-and takes us home. God accepts us no matter how we have played the hand we were dealt. And that is how Jack has been accepted by our God.

    I pray that we will all come to terms with the importance of how Jack affected our lives and we will live our lives accepting his impact and go on to play our cards to the best of our abilities. We have much to learn from Jack on how he played his hand.

    I will miss you brother and I will always love you.
    Barbara May Godec Pendegraft Davis

  3. Barbara Davis says:

    These are some things that I will always remember about my 10 older brother Jack:

    Mom would always defend you if anyone would say anything bad about you.

    We had fun raking leaves at the house on 33rd and Blondo in Omaha.

    I loved golfing with you at Fontenelle Park in Omaha,

    I remember when you built me an ice igloo to play in in the snow.

    How you helped me move (you worked so hard) into my new home after my divorce.

    How we both love our dogs to the ends of the earth.

    Seeing you just as proud as I was at Ryan’s graduation.

    Playing ping pong in the basement at 4409 N. 53rd in Omaha and when you raised your paddle it would hit the air vent.

    Having you friend in the Marines give me a ring when I was 7.

    The itchy nylons I had to wear for the first time when you got married.

    How much Grandma Fockler loved you and how when I had a baby boy she wanted to keep him because she thought he was you.

    Watching you pitch in a baseball game—boy were you good!!

    How proud you were when you gave me the IBM punch card after you graduated from your first computer class.

    How proud I was of you for naming you son after our father Joseph.

    How you gave me away at my wedding to Chuck!!

    Your red thick curly red hair.

    When you named Ken after a junior high school friend of yours.

    How tall and good you looked in your military uniform.

    Bowling with you. You always had a lot of spin on your ball.

    You building up my confidence in ping pong.

    You taking the blame for something even though it was my fault.

    When I got my divorce you said, “Now I know why I am in Phoenix.”

    How very deeply I will always love you!!!

  4. Barbara Davis says:


    I would like to acquaint you with John J. Van Hoozer (Jack) my uncle and get you more familiar with his life. I will do this chronologically.

    Jack was born to John Jack Van Hoozer on May 12, 1940—he was a photographer for the Omaha World Herald Newspaper.

    Jack’s mother was Caroline Elizabeth Fockler, my grandmother on my mother’s side. She was the coolest grandma ever!!!

    They met in high school and got married immediately after graduation in 1934.

    Jack’s up-bringing had a lot of the following items steeped in the generations preceding him: fishing poles, dogs, beer, cards, dogs, cigarettes, photos, dogs, and did I mention dogs?

    In 1940, when Jack was born, it was at the end of the depression and the country was just starting to get back on its feet economically and entering into another world war. Shortly after Jack’s birth the couple broke up and Jack lived the first 10 years of his life with his Mom and her parents—Claude and Caroline Fockler. Claude was a chauffeur for rich folk and Caroline cleaned their houses during the day and sold ice cream at a corner stand in the evenings. It was Claude who taught Jack how to fish. Jack’s mom worked in a five and dime store (department store) and for a treat every Friday when she got paid she would buy herself a new tube of lipstick.

    At the age of 9, Caroline married Joseph N. Godec who was a line-a-type operator at the Omaha World Herald. Jack had it rough; going from spoiled by Grandma Fockler to not so spoiled by Joe.

    In 1950 and 1952, Jack became a big brother to my mother Barb and my aunt Kathy. As a teen he played pool, delivered newspapers, and sold magazines door to door. He was a fantastic pitcher on the neighborhood little league baseball teams. But he was pretty good with most any sport that had a ball involved. He taught my mom how to golf and play ping pong. At 17 he joined the Marines and would bring his buddies home when he was on leave.

    When Jack got out of the service he began work at Carpenter Paper Company in Omaha. It was then that he became one of the first to be trained on the IBM computers using punch cards—if you don’t know what they were I guess you need to google it like I had to.

    He met Claudel and married her in 1961 in Omaha at Mount View Presbyterian Church, which his mother held found, and David was born just 10 months later in 1962. In 1965 his son Ken was born. He then worked for TWA and was transferred to Kansas City, MO. Joe was born in 1968 in K.C. Other places he worked for in K.C. were Leewald Manufacturing, Price Candy Company, he sold Medicare supplement insurance, Pizza Hut and Godfathers Pizza, managed a Conoco service station, and a Church’s Chicken. Jack always had a fond spot in his heart for the skill it took to manage a restaurant.

    Jack and Claudel divorced and Jack was left to raise three boys on his own. However, in 1982, Jack married Virginia and her and her son Bud became part of the family. All 4 boys graduated high school (which is saying something) and his oldest David made Jack and grandpa twice over and his daughter Teresa made him a great grandpa twice. Virginia and he moved the boys to Texas for a short time where he worked for the American Medical Society. They decided then to move back to K.C. and built a double wide modular home on Virginia’s grandfather’s 3 acre property. In 1997 the house was the site of our one and only family reunion. I can still see Jack riding his riding lawn mower on that property.

    Jack enjoyed fishing, baseball, bowling, golf, and gardening.

    Jack also had some physical problems: ear infections, bladder cancer, appendix ruptured, gall bladder, abdominal aneurism, anxiety, and COPD.

    In the late 90’s, Virginia took a job in Phoenix where Jack’s mother and sister lived. While trying to decide if he wanted to make the big move to the SW; he became a Christian at a local Baptist church. In 1998 he moved to be with Virginia and of course their beloved dog Clover came as well. We were blessed with many good family holidays. He also worked delivering pizzas for Dominos in Phoenix and I remember he had a radar detector.

    Jack was a big part of my Mom’s life and ours growing up—helping her through a rough divorce and then giving her away in marriage to our step dad Chuck. He was also able to help care for his mother until her death in 2011.

    Shortly after his mother’s death Jack was placed on oxygen and died in his home in Sun City of June 17, 2014 at the age of 74.

    Thank you for allowing me to share some of Jack’s life history with you today.

  5. Barbara Davis says:

    John Jack Van Hoozer obituary

    John J. Van Hoozer was born May 12, 1940 in Omaha, Nebraska and died in Phoenix, AZ. on June 17, 2014 at the age of 74 of a gun shoot wound to the head. He had been suffering from COPD and depression. He is survived by his wife Virginia Van Hoozer, his 4 sons David, Kenneth, and Joseph Van Hoozer and Paul Hackett. John also had two grand daughters Teresa and Alex Van Hoozer and two great grand children. John will be missed for his big smile and his love of family.

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