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John Patrick Calhoun was born to the late Hallie Lena and John Clyde Calhoun on December 13, 1938, in Crawfordsville, Indiana. He grew up to be a devoted father to his sons Kevin (Diane) and Kenneth (Carol), and his daughter Tamara Joy, as well as a proud grandfather to his many grandchildren.
John was predeceased by both his parents and a beautiful sister, Beverly Guadagnuolo.
Surviving John are his sisters Lana Hinz and Jackie (John) Lewis; his brothers Jeffrey (Carol), Toby (Donna), and Jerry. John was also a loving Uncle to many nieces and nephews.
John was kind and loving to many. Anyone who had the opportunity to call John a friend was extremely fortunate as he was the most friendliest and generous soul that God had put on this earth. A charming and wonderful man, John was always willing to do what he could to help another out. He enjoyed young children, always making time to stop and talk to those he met along the way. John spent his time watching Chicago Cub games - as we all know; he was a lifelong fan of the team. Other times John enjoyed feeding the birds and seeing how many new ones would come to the feeders. His favorite bird was the Eagle, may he forever soar with them now. John also enjoyed good food, good music - Johnny Mathis, and flirting with the "JMS" girls. John had numerous stories of his life adventures to tell, and tell them he did. If you mentioned "road trip" - John was always the first one in the car. John spent time making sure he looked good and it paid off as John was the most adorable man in his various hats and sunglasses.
We say goodbye to John for now, but know we will see him one day again in God's good time.
Is He Gone
A good, kind man left us today, yet few even knew his name.
But to those who did, it seemed to bring a feeling of love and fame.

He wasn't known for deeds of valor, but for the love of his fellowman.
And that's one thing that will tend to make me remember him as long as I can.

This good, kind man didn't really leave, for his memory will linger on.
His thoughts, his deeds, and his poetry never from this earth will be gone.
~John C. Calhoun