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 Young, John Everett
Born: 04/09/1926
Died: 05/25/2010
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Young, John Everett

Young, John Everett, age 84 of Rockaway, NJ died Tuesday, May 25, 2010 at the Compassionate Care Center at St. Clare’s Hospital in Dover, NJ. Born in Plymouth, Mass., he grew up in Middleboro, Mass. Mr. Young also resided in Denville, NJ before settling in Rockaway 48 years ago.   Son of the late Edwin B. and Elizabeth (Hartley) Young, John was a graduate of Bob Jones University where he received his BA in English and Masters in Biblical Studies.  Mr. Young was an ordained Conservative Baptist minister serving at the former Church of the Open Door in Rockaway NJ.  A dedicated Board Member and Teacher at the Lakeland Christian School in Wharton, NJ for 33 years, he supported his family by working the night shift at the Singer-Kearfott Corporation as a Lab Technician for many years prior to his retirement. A dedicated student of Greek, Hebrew, Theology, and the Bible, Mr. Young was also a passionate writer and a published author of a series of 4 theology books. Predeceased by 5 siblings, Mr. Young is survived by his beloved wife of 58 years, Dorothy Young.  He is also survived by his son, John Everett Jr. of Yorktown, VA., and his daughters Dorothy Elizabeth Young of Jacksonville, FL and Martha Ruth Barnes of Oakland, NJ; as well as his five grandchildren.  John is also survived by his brother Dr. James H. Young of Gettysburg, PA.                  Funeral services will be held Saturday, May 29, 2010 at 2:00 PM at the SMITH-TAYLOR-RUGGIERO Funeral Home at 1 Baker Ave. Dover, NJ.  Visitation will be held in the Funeral Home on Saturday from Noon to 2:00 PM, prior to the funeral.  Graveside funeral services will be on Tuesday, June 1st, 2010 at 11:00am at the Cemetery on the Green in Middleboro, Mass.  In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to the John E. Young Memorial Fund, c/o Martha Barnes, 50 McNomee Street, Oakland, NJ 07436.  Proceeds will go, in their entirety, to the on-going care of John’s beloved wife, Dorothy. 
 
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Pastor young was a very compassionate and caring person. He was always there to help anybody. My late wife( Helen Mills ) and I knew his family real well and my heart goes out to the entire family especially Mrs Young on their great loss. George Dean and family Bakersfield, California
George Dean
To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say... but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay. I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above. Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love. Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight. Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night. That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through, God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you." It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone. As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on. I need you here badly; you're part of my plan. There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man. God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do. And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you. And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight. God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night. When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears. But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain. Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain. I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned. But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand. But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er. I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before. There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb; but together we can do it by taking one day at a time. It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too... that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you. If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain, then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain." And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile, knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile. So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low, just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go. When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind; I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind. And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free, remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me. Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author) ©Copyright 1998-2010 MY DEEPEST SYMPATHIES, I WILL TRULY MISS JOHN. KATHY BRENNAN
Kathy Brennan
It is with mixed emotions that I reflect on who John was. I only knew John through email and some phone calls. My heart and thoughts go out to his wife who must wait awhile longer before she sees John again. My joy goes out to John who is now with our Lord in heaven, dancing in His presence and walking side by side. One thing that I said about John for the last years to people was that he truly had the gift of teaching from the Holy Spirit. His understanding of eschatology was beyond anyone I had ever listened to or read. I know that John has blessed many people by his writings and that God smiles at the work that John did while here. I feel that one of the first things John heard when he was met by Jesus can be taken from the book of Matthew - "His master said to him, 'Well done, good and faithful slave. You were faithful with a few things, I will put you in charge of many things; enter into the joy of your master." John has entered into the joy of our Master now. I pray that the peace and happiness of the Spirit of our Lord Jesus rest upon all who are left here for a while longer. In the love of our eternal Lord and Savior, Jesus the Christ Messiah and Anointed One of God (Yeshua HaMashiach)
David Roel
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