Take comfort in knowing that now you have a special guardian angel to watch over you.

I so sorry for the families loss.  Johnny was a super man,  he was like my own Dad when I was a teenager growing up  with eh fight sisters.  I know he will be missed by many friends.  
My prayers go out to the whole family & all his friends .  
I love you all,
Ronda (Upton) Donaldson ,  Lavaca 1980's  woohoo

I have been able to hear wonderful stories and 'Uncle Johnny' and it's so sad he is gone.  He will be well remembered by those he lft behind.  We will be able to see him again someday!!

Sorry to hear about your dad. Will be praying for you and your family.
God Bless,
Janet Williams Leonard

I will truely miss coming home from work and walking into my parents house and seeing my dad and Johnny sitting at the kitchen table having a drink OR 2 telling all kinds of stories!! You were a true & dear friend to my family and you will be missed dearly! Until me meet again CHEERS my friend RIDE ON!! To the family you all will be in our hearts and prayers. My the wonderful memories of this GREAT man bring a smile back to you faces. We love you all!!

So sorry for your loss.  My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.  Wendy Copeland

I hope it's approprite to share my daughter's journal entry.
Uncle Johnny
It's strange to think that someone is gone... Saturday, our family suffered an incredible loss. Uncle Johnny was a staple of my childhood. I can remember being so excited to travel to see him. My sister and I were in awe of the fact that he was "a real life cow-boy", twirly mustache and all. He was soft spoken and gentle, yet rode his horses with such passion. One of my earliest memories if being bucked off the back of "Old Bosevous" and Uncle Johnny yelling run as he tried to get the horse under control. It was also my first encounter with barbed wire as it was my only escape to safe land :)  Those were some battle wounds I spoke proudly of for many years to come!  We shot a gun for the first time there, avoided water moccasins and learned what cow patties were (and the devastating effects they had on brand new shoes)!  I got my first black eye and bloody lip while visiting as on a dare, I climbed the forbidden stairs which led to the scariest attic ever to be. They were incredibly steep and I tumbled down them head first!

As we got older, our trips consisted of countless hours of hide and go seek on his wrap around porch being afraid of the critters that lurked in the yard.  My sister and I experienced our first (and thank God only) encounter with ticks which led to tears and hysteria from us and belly laughs from Uncle Johnny as he removed them from our legs. We later learned the importance of tucking your pants into your socks when anywhere other than in the house!  We would sit for hours watching the Venus fly trap eat flies on his kitchen table and indulging in some of the most amazing southern food you'd ever tasted. During one trip, I ate a half of a home made cheesecake by myself. I got so sick I couldn't even look at cheesecake for years!

My last memory of my Uncle Johnny was when I was a young teenager.  Sadly, it was my last trip to see him. He had "acquired" two raccoons. They ate from his garbage and he made quick friends with them! He built them a place to live with tree's to climb and a home that they would be safe in. They would come to him, climb into his arms and take things out of his pockets (I can remember gum being their favorite).  It was such a testament to they kind of man he was.  Amazing...

Last Saturday he lost his battle with cancer. He found out only a few short months ago, but it was aggressive and came on quickly. It breaks my heart to think that I will never have the opportunity to introduce him to my kids, or my husband. I am so angry with myself for never having done so in the past.  I haven't been able to stop thinking about how often we take things like this for granted. There is so much I want to do, so many people I need to take the time to let know how much I love them. It goes to show, seize the moment today, because tomorrow is never promised. I love you Uncle Johnny.

Rachel Small-Fielding

Johnny Fight, a man I always refered to as Uncle Johnny. You may be gone from this world, but the memories I have will always be with me. To the family I send my deepest sympathies, keep your chins up and hold your heads high knowing that you were honored to have been part of his life. I will.

Our family has suffered a huge loss with the passing of Johnny.  He was an amazing man and such an instrumental part of my childhood.  He will be dearly missed.  Please know that you are all in our hearts and prayers.

All our love,

Rachel, Ken, Kierstyn, Tyler and Terra

Our deepest sympathy, to the family. We all loved Johnny, his warm smile, kind heart and sense of humor. Johnny knew the importance of laughter, he had a  way of keeping everyone smiling while in his company. He will live on forever, in the hearts of all those who were lucky enough to have known him. Our thought's and prayers are with you all. With love, The Small's

OBITUARY

Johnny Fight

March 6, 1945 – September 25, 2010

McConnell Funeral Home

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