Obituary
John M. Ranalli, 80, died on July 29 at a local hospital. A native of Newark, NJ he has been a resident of this area for many years. He worked at Daytona International Speedway for many years as a security officer and also at DeLand Ford where he helped transport vehicles. He leaves behind to cherish his memory, his beloved wife of 60 years, Gail, sons, Michael Ranalli and Bret Ranalli, sister Lena Torchia and 3 grandchildren, Christopher, Andrew and Danielle. The family will celebrate his life with a service at a later date. Please see www.baldwincremation.com for further details.
Service
Location:
Our Lady Of Hope Catholic Church Chapel
4675 South Clyde Morris Blvd, Port Orange, FL 32129
4675 South Clyde Morris Blvd, Port Orange, FL 32129
Date & Time:
September 28, 2017 at 2:00 PM
We miss you a lot Pop-pop. I will miss how you answer the phone everytime I called to say hi. You are a gentle giant and showed great concern for us. We hope to see you again someday. PS: We will do everything we can to help Nanni through her mourning. <3
Dad, Pop-pop, Chris, and Andrew
Uncle Johnny is in a word 'unforgettable.' Childhood friends from the old neighborhood where I lived 50 years ago saw when I posted his photo on FB on July 30, and every one of them began their comment with: 'i remember your uncle! Do you remember the time when.......'
And, as funny as Uncle Johnny was, that's how kind he was. You might be in the maelstrom of your angst-ridden teen years and think that no one was paying attention, but Uncle Johnny was. He would listen, and solve your entire issue with a comment that put everything into perspective....and then label you, your nemesis, or your mother a 'knucklehead,' shake his head, and you felt incredibly unburdened.
Without a doubt, I have lost my most favorite family member in the world.
RIP, Uncle Johnny.
You will be forever missed. Your memories will live with us
forever. You were a GREAT FATHER AND FRIEND. I loved
talking about muscle cars and football all the time.
God Bless you. Rest in peace.
Love you.
Bret and Cyndy
My grandfather was a real gentle giant: rough along the edges, but kind and compassionate within. And he naturally made people laugh. His way made people laugh. He was a genuine person. Sometimes loud, sometimes quiet. People simply liked being around him. If he had a plan, and something came in between him and that plan, everything else had to move. Most of the time, everything else did move. And when it didn't, he accepted that too. Some things work, and some things don't work. He didn't go against the grain. He accepted what came.
He was a force of nature in my life. He is very much loved, respected, and admired: I'm simply very lucky to have him as my grandfather. He and my grandmother opened up a much wider world to me. Their home was always a refuge to us. I'm forever thankful. He leaves all of us with many gifts. Reflecting on his life will continue to teach me as I live out my own. Thank you Poppop.
John at work at gate 800
At my high school graduation party. Uncle Johnny and Aunt Gail were always the life of the party.