Hoffmeister Colonial Mortuary

6464 Chippewa Street, St. Louis, MO


John R. Bock

August 3, 1937August 22, 2019
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John R. Bock, fortified with the Sacraments of Holy Mother Church, passed away on Thursday, August 22, 2019 with family by his side.

John was the loving son of the late John H. and Rose (nee' Gajewski) Bock; dear husband of Bernice (nee' Bast) Bock; awesome dad of Greg, Steve (Karen Caputa), James Sr. (Brenda), Jeanne (Scott) Leicht, Robert (Colleen), and late Janelle (John) Darmody; loving grandpa of Jonathan (Bridgette), Gregory, Brittany, and Thomas Bock, and Stephanie (Derek) Holthaus, Rachel (Jon) McClure, Samantha Bock, Josh Caputa, James Jr.(Carin) Bock, and Katie Rose Bock, Amanda (Gilles) Gamper, Jessica Bock, Janelle and Ethan Leicht, Nathan, Nicole, and Shannon Bock; devoted great-grandpa of Maddie Bock, Hannah and Ava Holthaus, Emma, Cecilia, Genevieve, and James III Bock, and Adele, Clara, and Elisa Gamper; dear brother of Frances Hix, George (Janet) Bock, and the late Jerome Bock; dear brother-in-law, uncle, great-uncle, cousin, godfather, and friend to so many.

John was a proud retiree of Chrysler Corporation, an active member of the UAW, Knights of Columbus, IHM Men's Club, usher and Eucharistic Minister at Immaculate Heart of Mary Parish, and past-president of Boulevard Heights. He loved gardening, playing pinochle with friends, going hunting, and most of all, spending time with his family.

Visitation will be Sunday, August 25 from 4-8pm at Hoffmeister Colonial Mortuary, 6464 Chippewa 63109. A Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated on Monday, August 26 at 10am at Immaculate Heart of Mary Catholic Church, 4092 Blow Street 63116. Interment immediately following at Resurrection Cemetery.

Please leave a favorite memory of John for his family to cherish at the "Add a Memory" link below. Your comments will be printed for the family memory book.


  • John Henry Bock, Father (deceased)
  • Rose (nee' Gajewski) Bock, Mother (deceased)
  • Bernice Mary (nee' Bast) Bock, Wife
  • Gregory Bock, Son
  • Steven (Karen Caputa) Bock, Son
  • James (Brenda) Bock Sr., Son
  • Jeanne (Scott) Leicht, Daughter
  • Robert (Colleen) Bock, Son
  • Janelle Darmody, Daughter (deceased)
  • John Darmody, Son-in-law
  • Jonathan (Bridgette) Bock, Grandson
  • Gregory Eugene Bock, Grandson
  • Brittany Bock, Granddaughter
  • Thomas Bock, Grandson
  • Stephanie (Derek) Holthaus, Granddaughter
  • Rachel (Jon) McClure, Granddaughter
  • Samantha Bock, Granddaughter
  • Josh Caputa, Grandson
  • James (Carin) Bock Jr., Grandson
  • Katie Rose Bock, Granddaughter
  • Amanda (Gilles) Gamper, Granddaughter
  • Jessica Bock, Granddaughter
  • Janelle Leicht, Granddaughter
  • Ethan Leicht, Grandson
  • Nathan Bock, Grandson
  • Nicole Bock, Granddaughter
  • Shannon Bock, Granddaughter
  • Maddie Bock, Great Granddaughter
  • Hannah Holthaus, Great Granddaughter
  • Ava Holthaus, Great Granddaughter
  • Emma Bock, Great Granddaughter
  • Cecilia Bock, Great Granddaughter
  • Genevieve Bock, Great Granddaughter
  • James Bock III, Great Grandson
  • Adele Gamper, Great Granddaughter
  • Clara Gamper, Great Granddaughter
  • Elisa Gamper, Great Granddaughter


  • Visitation Sunday, August 25, 2019
  • Mass of Christian Burial Monday, August 26, 2019
  • Rite of Committal Monday, August 26, 2019


John R. Bock

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Pamela Donatt

August 30, 2019

John was one of the first people I met when I came to Immaculate Heart of Mary. What a gentleman and a trooper. Whenever there was something to be done, John was there. You will be dearly missed by all. Love and prayers to you and all of your family.

Jimmy Bock, Jr.

August 30, 2019

While it is impossible to properly express my love for, and the many memories of, my grandpa here, or, in any amount of mere words, I'm thankful to be able to add to this collection. All of the memories and stories that have been shared the last week are similar, yet unique. Similar in that they all have the theme of grandpa's goodness, yet unique in that he really did tailor his relationships to each individual, making each of us feel special and letting each of us see a little diffent aspect of his personality and character. I keep thinking of a prism, how it takes its light source and divies it up into many colors. The red is light, the orange is light, the yellow is light, and the green, and the blue, and the purples. All light, but none the entire light. At the wake and funeral I could sense that the relationship I had with grandpa, which felt so bright, as if it could have represented his entire personality, was in fact, one of many beams. To really know him I think, you have to see all those colors together. Here at the end of his earthly journey, it was a beautiful sight.

I also thought of another aspect of grandpa. Even in my earliest memories grandpa was a generous, kind, and fun man. That being said, I think somehow, like a fine wine, he even got better and better as he aged. Or maybe I simply just matured and over time and experience came to appreciate his finest qualities better. Either way, it felt to me that each year he became even more present in my life; even more generous with his time, material possessions, and wisdom; even more dedicated and doting to grandma; and ever closer to God and the Church. I think this might be his greatest legacy - that he continually learned and allowed himself to be renewed and perfected by God, and then didn't squander the learning and grace received. Rather, he incorporated it into his life and passed it on. My hope now is that I can thank grandpa for his many gifts, material and immaterial, by doing the same.

Amanda Gamper

August 29, 2019

My Grandpa knew everyone...and if he didn't, he made sure to introduce himself. I remember him and grandma joining us for early, weekday Masses and afterward taking us to McDonalds for breakfast. At least 5 people would stand up and shake his hand. But one of my favorite memories of just how popular he is, was when our vacation to Mertle Beach coincided with an anniversary, Bus Tour trip him and Grandma were gifted! They ended up at Mertle Beach the same time as my family. Grandpa had the whole bus thinking he was the tour guide. He sure acted like it! When they passed the family farm, you best believe grandpa stood up, grabbed the headset and announced it, along with many fun facts of the neighboring area (at least that's how the story goes). By the time the bus arrived to Mertle Beach, everyone knew who my Grandpa was. Before getting off the bus Grandpa got ahold of that microphone again and announced "You watch! When I get off this bus, there will be two beautiful ladies walking up that Beach and they are both going to give me a kiss!" My sister Jessica and I just so happened to be on our way to greet him and grandma. We both gave him the biggest kiss and I can still remember the beam of pride all over his face. Grandma was giggling in the background and everyone on the bus was peering out the windows with their jaws dropped in shock! After they realized the prank grandpa pulled, those people on the bus introduced themselves as if they were each Grandpa's best friend-and they each had stories to tell about him!

Brenda Bock

August 27, 2019

Stories, oh I've got stories about this "crazy" man...like the time he took my son little Jimmy hunting outside in the yard. Little Jimmy came running inside to tell Grandma Bernice a raccoon peed on his head. Grandma Bernice laughed so hard she couldn't breath. Then she looked over at me and must have seen the shock on my face and said "Brenda that damn fool has my grandson believing a raccoon peed on his head, but it is only the neighbor's sprinkler." Or the time he made Jim and I come down to some hunting cabin. We were in a dodge omni and there were NO ROADS to this cabin and I was 8 and half months pregnant. I was green when we got there and John said What are you worried about, I'll deliver that baby. I think I prayed harder that day then ever...But out of all the memories that came true is the one when the BAST SISTERS told me that John was a "Ram Rodder". Well Dad you proved them right . When over 400 people came to pay their respect to Bernice and family your last "Ram Rodding" can't be topped. Love You, Brenda

Karen Edwards

August 25, 2019

We always waited for the snow. We would all get in the van and go sleigh riding in Carondelet Park

Jessica Bock

August 25, 2019

Grandpa, "I love you". Three words spoken the most between us. Without a doubt, I knew you weren't just stating them as a goodbye phrase, but with intent meaning. You would make sure to pause from whatever you were doing, look me straight in the eye, and say them without hesitation. Very fitting that those three were our last exchange. I love you grandpa, I always will, and I cherish every memory I have of you!

Thomas Bock

August 25, 2019

I'm grateful for going on many, many hunting trips with Grandpa out to the family farm throughout my life. He would sit in his deer stand for maybe an hour and a half, and then he would always climb down, get in the car, and drive around for the rest of the morning; spotting deer with his binoculars, stopping to talk to family and old friends, and (most remembered) keeping the rest of us in our tree stands entertained with his commentary over the walkie-talkies. He truly enjoyed being out there where he grew up, and I know he loved sharing the experience with all of our Illinois and Missouri family members.
It's hard to say goodbye to you Grandpa, because you filled all of our hearts with so much Love and Joy. There was never a dull moment with you, and your Presence is one that cannot be replaced; only cherished and admired by all that were graced with your company. May we all strive to embody Grandpa's Spirit in every moment to come, and continue to spread the Love that he always made sure we felt!

Katie Bock

August 25, 2019

Grandpa always made you feel like you were the only one in the room. He made you feel so special as he told you how proud he was of you, or looked at you with pride and love through the twinkle in his eye! Grandpa’s love radiated out of him. Here are some of my fondest memories of Grandpa:

I remember him inviting me to go hunting with him, my brother and dad, but I didn’t want to shoot anything so he said I could take pictures (knowing I loved photography!).. and in the end they drew a turkey on a paper plate and let me shoot at it with the shotgun so I felt included.

Grandpa was always telling stories and loved to joke. He always told me when I was eating a ham from a wild boar or a deer he had got... but one day he had me convinced I was eating A BEAR! (Still not sure if he was joking but almost 100% sure haha)

To Grandpa I had another name - Rosie. I loved the way he and his siblings called me Rosie or Katie Rose with such joy at the name being a family name, the name of their mother and my great grandmother! You could tell how much he loved her by the way he made me feel so special sharing her name! I felt such a deeper connection to her than could have been formed in the short few years I knew her.

My all time favorite memory though, is the daddy daughter dances at every family wedding (so many!) where he would take turns with his granddaughters on the dance floor. The suit and tie, the cologne, the slicked back hair... I always felt like a princess dancing with Grandpa! And I was one - to him all his daughters/granddaughters/great granddaughters were!

I have so many more deep in my heart that I will never forget- I love you Grandpa

Nancy Bock

August 24, 2019

Thank you for being the best father-in-law and grandpa a girl could ask for. Your love and pride in your children and grandchildren were always so evident on your face. I loved watching you just watch, listen, and glow as your grandkids played around you. Thank you for your constant devotion to them, especially when they lost their other grandpa. They all loved you so! You were always ready with a smile, a hug, and a kiss, even when our paths didn’t cross as often anymore. Never once did you make me feel like I didn’t belong; I was still your granddaughters’ mom, and you never stopped showing your love for me. Words you shared with me privately showed me just how much you cared… Thank you for blessing us all with your love of God, family, and life! I will miss and love you always!

Monica Sigwerth

August 24, 2019

I will remember my Uncle John as a man of character and strength who could always be counted on. A take charge guy who got things done. I loved his smile. A few of my favorite memories: him loading us in the old wood panel station wagon and taking us to the Dubois fair (I chipped a front tooth in that same car when he took us to Santa Claus Land in Indiana), him coming to our rescue and handling the "by God I'll get that water moccasin" drunk guy at one of the weddings, and him cranking the cassette he got at the bluegrass festival full blast with a van full of clapping kids while we drove down main Street in Winslow. Thankfully, I have a treasure trove of memories of him. I love you Uncle John.