To The Decker Family -

I worked with John at W. A. Parish.     He was such a joy to work with - always had a smile - share a joke - a laugh.    John loved his family, he would talk about his family with a twinkle in his eye, he sure loved his wife and kids.     Always there to help out when needed, such as the cook offs, meetings, etc.       I had heard he passed away, and I apologize I did give my condolences sooner.     My thoughts and prayers with all of you - this sure was a sad loss.    

While I was never especially close with John, I have known him for nearly my entire life. In 20 years, he never once left me with a bad memory. He was always a joy to be around and anyone could see he was a kind and loving father.  While his body may be gone, he will live on in hearts and minds of everyone that had the pleasure of knowing him. 
Rest in peace, John. 

My sincere condolences to the entire family.
I still have many fond memories of the gatherings with the Pauls back in the 1970's.
A few fishing and bay home building engagements down at Sargent and jamming with Matt and James Kelly in far SW Houston.
I lost touch with everyone when I moved to Ft. Worth in the late 70's, but those good memories will always remain. 

For my Bubba,  so many memories from early childhood to when I spoke to you last Saturday night in the hospital.  It is hard to imagine you are really gone.  From your dry wit to your sparkling blue eyes,  just like Dad's,  you will be greatly missed.  I look forward to the day when we will see you again.  Until then may you rest in peace. 

My memories of Mike go back to Almeda Plaza and the J.W. Deckers' first home to West U. and then the infamous Sargent bay house.
We also shared some great family Thanksgiving Days at  Mike and Diane's Sugarland home as well as Marion's home on Lafayette , in Bellaire. Mike was quite the outdoor cook, and that was when the tales were told, and his penchant for joking revealed. ("To make a long story short")
He would weave an interesting (seemingly factual) story and at the end he would spring the joke - it was as if he had a fish on and was deciding how fast to reel it in - and then he would chuckle. He even did that to me during our last phone conversation.
The thing I admired most about Mike was his role as a father. He  was amazing with his children,and set the gold standard for every  loving parent.   He was a great friend - I will miss him 


As they say back in the ; I'll never forget hanging out at the house on university Blvd.  Mike loved that black cutlass he had. When I joined the USMC he knew I had never fired a weapon of any kind, he took skeet shooting and gave me valuable gun safety.  There are so many other memories that I that probably shouldn't share . Mike and his brother Matt are some my oldest friends.  He will be greatly missed by all.

We were so very sorry to hear about your loss. There are no words that will help right now. Just take comfort from your family and friends during this very difficult time.  
With our condolences, 
Michael & Anne  Ontiveros

His son steve is a friend of mine and our online group, going on about... over half a decade, nearly 8 or so years now. Myself and most of our group are from canada, so we're all far away. On behalf of us, i'd like to share a memory of one time Mr Decker decided to join our chat while steve was otherwise occupied momentarily. He came on the headset, mimicing our jokes and common phrases that he often heard through steve. We all had a good laugh, and on behalf of our group: "LeBlanc", condolences to the family. 

Diane and family, 
Our deepest sympathy on the passing of Mike. Prayers of Comfort Peace and Strength through this most difficult time. Blessings! May Mike Rest in Heaven. 
Love, 
Dennis and Elizabeth

Well Brother...I guess I’ll have to figure out how to do all those little things by myself now. You know...like how to clean the pilot light on the water heater...change a spark plug...install a fuel filter on a lawnmower...stuff like that. You won’t be at the other end of the phone.

I want to tell you how much I admire you. I remember the time you saved me from getting a beating from the school bully. I still don’t know how you found out...but I’m glad you showed up. I remember riding along with you when you bought your first brand new car. I learned a lesson about how to negotiate the price down by showing up with a pocketful of cash. I remember cruising the strip with you and Cousin Don in his van on weekends. Even though I was three years younger, you’d always invite me to ride along. I remember sitting on the floor at the Brody’s house, harmonizing with you to James Taylor while you played guitar for the King girls. I remember watching you shoot pool (you were so good at that)...hanging out at your first apartment...you dropping by whatever club I happened to be working at...helping me move into every place I’ve ever lived. 

After Dad passed, you became my go-to guy for help and advice...whether I asked for it or not🤣 
We didn’t always see eye to eye on things...and we fought on occasion...but I never doubted your love. I always knew that when things got rough, you’d be there...no matter what.

I will miss your dry, slightly bent sense of humor...your willingness to teach me things...your friendship...your unwavering support.
I’m lucky you are my brother...I love you.

Get some rest...you’ve earned it!



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John Michael Decker

26 agosto, 1956 – 20 diciembre, 2020

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