Tuesday, April 28, 2015

John Troy Blanton, Jr.

John T. Blanton, Jr., 84, Orlando, passed away Sunday April 26, 2015.  Born in Valdosta, GA, he was the son of the late Carey Estelle and John T. Blanton, Sr.  He is survived by his devoted wife of 64 years, Charlene Courtenay Blanton, daughters Belinda Blanton Gowen and Vicki Blanton, grandchildren Joshua DeLoach, Angela Gowen, Elijah DeLoach, Karen Gowen and five great grandchildren Layla Gowen, Myra DeLoach, Kallie DeLoach, Elliot Troy DeLoach and Jackson DeLoach.  He is also survived by two brothers and two sisters Jim Blanton, Joann Albritton, Joyce Barrett and Jerome Blanton.  

John retired with distinguished service from  Martin Marietta (Lockheed) after 35 years.  He was a longtime member of the Concord St. Church of Christ .  A Memorial Service will be held Thursday, April 30th, 2015 at 11:30 am at the Concord St Church of Christ in downtown Orlando.  He will be buried at Sunset Hills in Valdosta, GA.  Graveside service to be held at 11:30 am on Saturday, May 2, 2015.  Arrangements coordinated by Dobbs Funeral Home, Orlando and McLane Funeral Home in Valdosta, GA. 


M Jones said...

I am sorry for your loss, please accept my sincere condolences. I hope you will find your strength and comfort in Jesus promises of the earthly resurrection(:Acts 24:15) and the renewed Paradise earth, where death will be no more and no family will have to mourn the death of a loved ever again. Revelation 21:3,4; Luke 23:43. May GOD(Psalms 83:18 grant you all peace and comfort now, during this grievous time.-Matthew 5:4

Anonymous said...

My sincere condolences, I worked for JT many years ago, and truly missed him when I no longer worker for him. JT was a wonderful person and will be GREATLY missed ny everyone. My prayers going up for the family.

Margaret Jones
Porter, TX

Layla Gowen said...

I miss him so much... I was about 5 turning 6.. there is one memory I remember so well and I don't know if it was a dream or not.. but if it was I did not want to wake up. There was a lake near his house and whenever I visited he would take me there and there was a little playground. I would always play on it and have fun. I don't remember much I only remember one specific memory. Of when I was there and he was pushing me on a swing... Whenever I think about it I cry so much. I wish he could have met Brantley. He is turning 6. I wish that he would have taught me to fish. That's what I have always wanted! But sadly never happened... I know he is in a better place and is better. He is not hurting and is not sad. His ear is better and everything is good. I know he is watching us from above and will love us no matter what. I miss you Papa and love you so much. ❤️