John William Powell
My baby brother Johnny Bill left this world after a brief visit by prostate cancer.
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He was the youngest of the five Powell kids, then myself and three older sisters. Jane the eldest passed suddenly two years ago, Judy is in Pitts PA, then Jennifer of Marathon Key who comforted him during his illness.
John lived in Cashiers for 20 years, from 1985-2005, before moving to the paradise of the Florida Keys. He worked at D.J.S Market, Stone Electric and several painting companies. He was well known as the best friend and homeowner with the late, great educator and mentor to many, Charlie Slick.
He was married to the former Stephanie Evitt for a time.
John could be boisterous or quiet as a prayer. He loved gardening and landscaping, building an 80-foot-5 tiered rock garden at the house here on Norton Road. He loved his Tenor saxophone, performing in marching band and jazz ensembles at the high school and university levels, as well with local musicians. We nicknamed him Gato (the cat) in honor of his hero, Grammy-winning Arbentine Tenor sax master Leandro “Gato” Barbierl, who passed earlier this year. They now play together in the Celestial Jazz Band.
The frailty of the human condition often allows time and distance, but mostly differences and disagreement to separate loved ones, and sinful stubbornness keeps us from reconciliation. Such was the case with me and my brother, and I never got the chance to say goodbye. I write this with the hope someone in the similar situation may read this and be moved to mend the bridge of an estranged relationship.
The book of James 3:14 states, “Who knows of today?... we are but a mist that is here a little while, then vanishes.”
Life is short. Make the peace.
Goodbye little brother. Love, Jeff.