John Martin Conlon

John Conlon was born on February 5th, 1955. He was adopted along with his older sister Mary, by Martin and Veronica Conlon. He grew up in Oxnard CA, loving the beach. As a young child he loved building blocks and model airplanes. These are some of the things that helped him to become the creative and inventive person that we all know. His father Martin taught him the art of Judo and how to work hard.

As a teenager he was a free spirit, through this he found his love for music and taught himself the guitar. His teenage years were full of exploration, peace, and love. He was always looking to have a good time with good people. Some of the good people that he meet at his school, Hueneme High, were Sheri and Gina who would become friends for life.

As a young adult he moved to Bakersfield CA, where he put his love for building into good use by starting his career in construction, focusing on the swimming pool business. He would tell his kids how building pools and pool decks was an art form and was fulfilling. At the age of 31 he had his first child Destiny. By 33 he married his second wife Justine and had a second daughter Misty, followed by his first and only son Joey. Once he became a father his whole life changed. His hard work and dedication went into his kids. He wanted to make every moment special for his children including Holidays and vacations. By 39 he married his third wife Christina. They met at their favorite spot, Mountain Mikes pizza. For years, this is the place that John, Chris, Misty, and Joey would go to every weekend. Once or twice a month all four of them would travel to Oxnard, CA, to see his mother Veronica. The older he got, the more into music he would become; learning the congas, bongos, and harmonicas. These instruments would become a way of self expression for him.

In 2010 after 16 years of marriage, he lost his beloved wife Chris to lung cancer. Still living his life with peace and love in his heart he would become known as a generous, selfless, and loving man. He would donate his time at the local church to feed the homeless. On June 10, 2018 at the age of 63 he unexpectedly died in his home.

The world lost an extraordinary person, a loving father and grandfather. He will be forever missed by everyone, most of all his children and grandchildren.