Demaine Funeral Home

5308 Backlick Road, Springfield, VA


John D Croley

22 July , 19502 October , 2019

John D Croley was born on 22 July , 1950 and passed away on 2 October , 2019.


  • Visitation Wednesday, 9 October , 2019


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Suzanne Renfro Harlan

17 October 2019

May care and love of those around you Aster provide comfort and peace to get you through the days ahead. My most sincere condolences.

I am honored and blessed to have known John. John was truly a blessing in my life, and I will miss him.

Remembering his wonderful and gentle soul will forever remain in my heart. Words cannot describe what I am feeling. I give my condolences to the entire family.

Karen Edick

14 October 2019

I am so sorry to hear about John's passing. I always enjoyed working with John. He was so dedicated in trying to improve and spoke so highly of you Aster, always referring to you as his wonderful wife. Aster, I hope you find comfort in all of your memories of John. You and your family are in my thoughts and prayers.

Diana Paul

12 October 2019

John, you will forever be in my heart and I'll always remember your contagious smile and wit. My heart is breaking. I will never forget you my friend.

Stephanie Cone

10 October 2019

I am so sorry to hear of John's passing. John was one of my first and definitely one of my favorite patients to work with in the clinic. Every time he came he had the biggest smile on his face, and always a joke to keep me laughing. He was truly amazing, cared so much for his lovely wife- always speaking so highly of her and how she would always spend time doing his exercises, going to the pool with him, etc. I'll never forget his counting "in Chinese", the "no name finger" and his humble, smart, and caring personality. He will be truly missed. Aster, you are in my thoughts and prayers during this difficult time. I appreciate your commitment, devotion and patience every session and your willingness to learn while also keeping me laughing.

Lindy Houston Hellet

10 October 2019

John Crowley was one of the nicest boys in high school. He always had such a cute smile on his face. I was happy to see him again at our high school reunion in Bartlesville last year. John always referred to ask her as my lovely wife and lovely she truly was. John will be missed by many. The world has lost a very kind man.

Kaman C

9 October 2019

You are a very kind and brilliant person, being our big brother and great friend all the time!
We all loved you & enjoyed the time with you!
RIP John, we will be missing you always!

Eva Lee

9 October 2019

I don’t believe that John has passed away until now.
In my mind, John was a kind, gentle and connotative, I remember your smile and I miss you forever in my heart.


Iris Elzer

9 October 2019

I am so glad to have met John and introduce him to my sister, Aster. I've learned a lot from him and know as a very amazing man. He was intelligent , humble, funny, and the list goes on. I knew he could take care of my sister and he did. I couldn't be more thankful to him for giving my sister a great life.

He will forever be in our hearts.

Glenn Schneider

9 October 2019

Sorry to read of John's passing. He and I were both active in Boy Scouts and Order of the Arrow. We were both on staff at Camp Cherokee near Grove Oklahoma. He was the chief of our chapter and I was the gatekeeper, Kitchkinet. That was 1966 and on the night of July 4th I was unfortunate enough to step on a rattlesnake which bit me. I yelled for help and John was one of the first to come to my aid. He kept me calm and rode in the camp ranger's truck with me to the hospital. He helped unload me onto the gurney and stayed by my side in the E.R. as the doctor began treatment. I will never forget his calming demeanor and voice was so meaningful to me that night. So long John. It was a pleasure knowing you.

Aster Croley

8 October 2019

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message 'He is Dead'.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.