John L. Campbell, Jr
December 29, 1935 – September 2, 2020
He was preceded in death by his wife, Leona G. (Nelson) Campbell. He is survived by his children: Joan M. Edwards (Joel), Barbara Campbell, Carolyn J. Perrin (James), Marian Campbell, John J. Campbell (Renee), Jackie Larson (Trent); 13 grandchildren, 3 great-grandsons; 5 great-granddaughters.
VISITATION begins Saturday, September 5, 2020, at 9:30 a.m., in the Nash Chapel at St. Cecilia Cathedral, (701 N. 40th St.) followed by a MASS OF CHRISTIAN BURIAL at 10:30 a.m. in the Cathedral.
Private Interment. In lieu of flowers, memorials may be directed to the family.
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Mark and I are so sorry for your loss. Sending prayers for you and your family. 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
Sorry to hear the news. You’re all in our prayers and we’ll be thinking of you on Saturday. We haven’t see you all since your mom’s funeral but I think about you a lot.
Rest In Peace John
Please accept my condolences for the loss of your father. Losing a parent is so incredibly difficult, and I know how close you and your family were to him. You’re in my prayers.
Jackie, you and your family are in my heart, mind, and prayers. My condolences on the passing of your father. Just remember, a heart that is broke is a heart that was loved!
Best regards,
Mark
Barb and Family, our deepest condolences on your loss. May you find comfort in your great memories , in each other and In knowing that we are here for support in whatever way you need us.
Our deepest sympathies to the family! I know you’ll miss him everyday but keep the many good times in your memory.
How adorable that face is!! I had never met this dear Dad but have heard so many great stories…Will always be here for you in any way…any day..my beloved Barb..XOXO,, Janey Dann
On behalf of my entire family we send our love and blessings at this most difficult time may he be at peace in heaven. May God give you comfort in your time of sorrow. God bless you familu
It has been 25 years but I am sure John was one of the Bike Peddlers I rode with a few times on very early on Sunday morning rides. We met at the donut shop on Maple and would start the adventure from there going to breakfast At Homey Creek or to a Champaign And weenie Breakfast at La Platte. He was always up for high adventure, crossing over streams On a narrow log one time in Iowa as I recall. It was usually a small group of bikers but boy did we have fun and make good memories. I’ve been wondering about him lately lost track if him as one does over time. . Blessings to the family.
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