Jon, 
Since you passed, it's been too hard for me to write anything. It's hard to describe how deeply I feel this loss. I guess I didn't want to say anything because I felt like writing it down would make it final...it would make it real. But today it is real - because today, we laid you to rest. You would've loved all the things your sisters, niece, and nephew shared. You might have been surprised by the depth of the loss  your great nieces and nephew feltand how many things they will always remember about you and all the different ways you made them feel loved. If you would've seen me crying, I know you would've said, "Aww Myrn, I didn't know you cared," in your corny way. I was thinking today about the countless times I knocked on the door, (both in Covina, and in Rancho,) and it was almost always you who answered the door. "Hey Myrn, how's it going? How's Kevin? What have you been up to? As time passed, you never failed to ask about my kids  or later, my grandkids. You were the king of small talk with non-stop questions and corny jokes...and of course, you were always a flirt. "We should go to In-n-Out sometime, that is, if you don't think it will make Kevin jealous?" All the times you asked, and we only went once. You wanted to sit outside. It was a beautiful day and we talked for quite awhile.  You wanted to pay, but I paid - and from that day on, every single time I saw you, you would ask when we would go again (your treat this time.)  I always believed there was plenty of time. We would have many more conversations, many more opportunities to have that lunch. I'm so sorry I didn't make the time, because Jon, there was never a moment - in all of the (about 50) years I've known you - when you didn't make time for me. There was never a time when you didn't open the door to welcome me and visit with me. When I left, you always walked with us all the way to the door, See ya Myrn, take it easy  and tell Kevin I said, hi!  I just wish I had told you that I'm thankful for your friendship, your over-the-top chocolate addiction, your embarrassing (and constant) flirting, your quirkiness, (like how when the clock turned to 7:11, you would say, "Do you know what time it is? 7-11!" -snicker, snicker. You always cracked yourself up the most.) I'm thankful that I happened to be the one to help you navigate from the sandy beach, to the reception, at Danielle and Rich's wedding. I remember holding your waist and your arm, and thinking how incredibly frail and thin you were. I'm thankful for sitting next to you there. It was cold, and when I helped you put on your coat, I was thinking about how, in all the years I had known you, we had never taken a picture. I am thankful that on that special evening, we did. I'll cherish it. Mostly, I'm thankful that the next time I see you, you will be able to do all the things most of us take for granted. You will swallow easily, you will walk confidently (steady and strong,) you will run like the wind. When I think of you running with the wind in your face, or swimming in the ocean you love, I smile through tears. There have been many times when life has gotten me down, but Jon, no matter how physically cruel life was to you, or how unkind the world could be, you never lost your corny sense of humor or your outgoing (don't know a stranger,) personality. I wish I had told you how incredible, how admirable, I think that is. I know your cross in this life was very heavy, but Jon, you carried it with humor and dignity - and I am grateful for having been your friend. Until we meet again, rest easy Jocko, you deserve it, as much (or more,) than anyone I have ever known. I'll miss you.

Dearest Jon,
We are thinking about you and your sweet smile.  We will miss you. Jon. May you Rest In Peace !
Love,
Don & Linda

So very sorry for your loss. You all loved him so well and it was clear he loved you back. May God comfort each of you and give you peace and hope.

I still can't believe you're gone. I want you to call me and say, "Bon, it's your Bro, call me". I will think of you every day and miss your corny jokes.  I loved you more than you ever knew and I'm sorry if I didn't show it often enough. Say hi to mom and dad for me. Until we meet again.

You will be missed by all... Jon was a special person.  Our love and prayers. 

Deepest Sympathies, 
Ray & Essie DeSoto

I was just working in our back yard and I looked at our sliding glass door and remembered how Jon would like to stand at that door and watch me work. Sometimes it would bug me but today I wished he was there watching.  I miss you Jon!!
Gary

Jon was more than my Uncle, he was one of my closest friends.  We would talk regularly on the phone and had more inside jokes than any two people should probably have.  I haven't come to terms yet with the fact that you're no longer here.  Suffer no more.  I miss you deeply.
Michael

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Jon Anthony Soto

8 noviembre, 1959 – 12 enero, 2018

Oakdale Memorial Park

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