OBITUARY

John C. Pyles

March 7, 1955May 23, 2012

Special Agent (Retired) John Christian Pyles Special Agent (Retired) John Christian Pyles of Silver Spring, MD died peacefully in his sleep sometime on Tuesday/Wednesday, May 22/23, 2012. Heart disease was the cause. Pyles was born in Washington, DC in 1955, and grew up in the neighborhood of Cleveland Park in DC and in Marlow Heights, MD. He was a graduate of Potomac High School in 1973 and earned an Associates of Arts degree in Criminal Justice from Prince Georges Community College in 1975. Pyles entered the US Secret Service in 1979 as an officer at the Treasury Department building in Washington, DC A few short years later, he was accepted as an officer in the Uniformed Division, where he was assigned to the Motorcycle Patrol Unit. In 1983 he graduated from the University of Maryland with a B.A. in Criminal Justice. Later that same year he married Risa Einzig, which ended in divorce in 2006. In 1988, Pyles became a Special Agent and was assigned to the Memphis, TN field office. Pyles conducted several successful investigations that included Counterfeiting and Financial Institution Fraud among other crimes. In 1990, Pyles was transferred back to DC and was assigned to the protective detail of Vice President Quayle and eventually became one of the VP limousine drivers. During his detail with Quayle, Pyles protected the VP in such activities as scuba diving and snow skiing. Pyles continued as driver when VP Al Gore entered office. During his tenure in Protective Services, Pyles also escorted several dignitaries to and from their respective foreign countries. In 1996, Pyles was assigned to the Manhattan NYC field office where, as when he was in Memphis, investigated many cases within the USSS purview. In 2001, prior to the attacks at the World Trade Center (where the USSS had its office), Pyles was assigned to the Melville, NY (Long Island) field office. In 2005, Pyles was transferred back to the DC area and became an instructor at the USSS James J. Rowley Training Center in Beltsville, MD. In 2007, Pyles retired from the USSS on disability. He continued as a contractor for the USSS for several more years doing applicant background checks. Special Agent Pyles is survived by his son, Jacob Scott Pyles of Silver Spring, MD, his sister Mary Elizabeth Pyles of Bay Saint Louis, MS, and Paul S. Pyles of St. Croix, US Virgin Islands. Family invites friends to an informal gathering at: The Original Ledo! Restaurant, 4509 Knox Road, College Park, MD 20740 on Friday, June 1, 2012 from 5 to 7 p.m. Interment will be at 11 a.m. Saturday, June 2, 2012 at: Ft. Lincoln Cemetery 3401 Bladensburg Road Brentwood, MD 20722 Section F Row S Grave Site 39

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Laura Faris

August 23, 2012

Rest in Peace, Special Agent Pyles. To me you were simply John, my best buddy from the mountain Retreat. I'll always cherish the memories of our little chats, in-depth conversations, old movie references, and of course all the Three Stooges jokes. Thanks for being an amazing person who led an amazing life and yet still considered me an equal, and "sharp as a tack!" :'-) I am humbled. I am bereaved. You are deeply missed. @~>~

Vincent O'Neill

June 5, 2012

John was funny, very funny. But funny men abound and John stood apart from the run of the mill knee slapper, prankster, and joke teller, though, when pressed he could tell a joke with the best. John's forte was his trenchant wit. He was the master of the searing quip, shot reflexively from behind an innocent smile and directed at the heart of all things pretentious, hypocritical, and dull. Most amazing was the speed at which he dispatched these near lethal cuts, dumbfounding his targets and earning the admiration of onlookers. To his friends he was charming, generous, and fun. He was smart as hell, too smart perhaps for some. I never walked away from a conversation with John without a smile on my face and I was hardly alone. Not a bad way to be remembered. We'll miss you John.

June 5, 2012

Dear Pyles family, So sorry to read of Johnny's passing. So many fond memories of him growing up. Always had something funny to say. I know he will be missed by all. Will keep you all in prayer. Evie (Bailey) Wahl

Michael Jones

June 5, 2012

One of the best guys I have ever worked in my political stay. John was a dear freind to me and it just breaks my heart that he has passed away.
I love you brother and will alway think of you.

Michael Jones
Clinton/Gore 93-01

Peggy Glenn

June 4, 2012

Johnny was one funny guy. In 4th grade our teacher started writing his one liners on an easel board.

Later, when he was working the VP detail, he took myself, my brother, sister & their kids on a behind the scenes tour of the White House. Later he arranged for my husband & I to meet President Clinton & VP Gore. I have a cool "sandwich" picture of them & us.

Jake was the apple of his eye! & I am sure he will miss his Dad very much.

RIP Johnny!

Claudia Kerston Hobbs

June 3, 2012

Dear Jake, Mary, Paul and Family,
My deepest sympathy goes out to all of you in the sudden passing of John. May he rest in Peace and be in your lives forever in your hearts and memories. Love, Claudia

June 1, 2012

Dear Jake,

Though I have never met you, I wanted to tell you some things about your father. I met your father when he was a very young man. We found ourselves working in the same office in Washington DC and one day soon after we met, we drove together to Maryland for an assignment. Neither of us knew where the other was from and we both insisted on driving, each claiming a better knowledge of the Washington DC area. Johnny, charming, witty, and convincing, drove that day. As we were driving out of town we each told the other a little about ourselves.

Johnny told me that when he was a little boy he lived in an apartment building on Connecticut Avenue down the block from the zoo. He talked about sneaking under the fence behind the building and playing around in the zoo when it was closed and no one was around. As we drove out New York Avenue that first time we met, I told Johnny that my father grew up in a row house behind Union Station, and as we drove a few blocks further, your father pointed to the old Woodward and Lothrop warehouse across from the tracks leading to Union Station and he said, “I carried a lot of furniture out of that building.” Your father explained that, while in college, he worked for Woodies delivering furniture from the warehouse.

Continuing on, I told your father that after high school, I didn't know what I wanted to do and found myself enrolled at Prince George's Community College and then the University of Maryland. Well what do you know, Johnny told me he was “wandering around” those campuses at the same time I was.

I worked frequently with your father for the next several years. He had an intelligence and perceptive ability above those who were our contemporaries, and above most of those for whom we worked. Johnny was an outstanding writer and his intelligence, wit, and charm contributed to his wonderful ability to prompt people to admit to things they would not normally admit to. Your father was admired by his peers and rewarded by his superiors for his efforts. There is a lot I remember about your father from when he was a young man, but what I remember most is what a good friend he was.

Johnny and I were subsequently assigned to different offices but we remained in touch as we each made our way along in our careers. Our personal lives would take various turns and we later found ourselves living in apartments a couple of blocks from each other. Johnny's apartment was on New Hampshire Avenue just off of 16th Street and I was at 18th and T. Johnny and I spent many many evenings or, I should say “late nights”, shooting pool at “Stetsons” on U Street. We had both “shot some pool” as boys but I was usually the one watching your father shoot because once he got on the table, it was some time before he would lose and be forced to sit and wait for another game. Whether playing or waiting for a game, Johnny entertained the room with hilarious commentary and quips which caused him to become a little celebrity at our neighborhood bar. I now drive past “Stetsons” on my way to work each day and I remember fondly all those nights Johnny and I spent there nearly 25 years ago.

I stayed in touch throughout the years with your father, learning of your birth and your various activities as you grew up. He was immensely proud of you and everything that you accomplished.

In recent years we found ourselves once again living very near to one another. The last time I saw your father was a couple of years ago when he joined my family for Christmas dinner at our house. I was hoping to meet you at that time but your father said that you were spending the holiday with your mom. Johnny arrived that Christmas Day for dinner with flowers for my wife and a gift for my son. Your father's charm and wit were as vibrant as ever that evening and I consider myself fortunate in that my family was able to meet and get to know him.

Johnny spent the evening talking about you, Jake. He told me that he was as proud of you as he could be and that he loved you more than anything in the world.

Though I have never met you, I believe that you and I have both learned many lessons from your father and I am confident that you have learned many more than I have. I believe that these lessons will help us along our way and allow both of us to honor his memory. I learned valuable lessons about friendship from Johnny, and of the importance of maintaining those friendships as we move along. I must say though, that the most valuable lesson I learned from your father was about overcoming adversity. Johnny overcame tremendous adversity in his personal and in his professional lives. He did it all with his trademark charm and wit, and always with a sense of humor. Your father lived his life as an example of how one should deal with everything that may happen in life.

I am terribly sorry for your loss, Jake, but I am confident that your father's lessons and his spirit will see you through…

Your friend,
Mike Fletcher

Phil Marcheso

May 31, 2012

John - I will miss you. May you rest in peace. My prayers go out to your family. May they find the courage to get through not having you in their lives. Phil

FROM THE FAMILY