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John R. McCloud

  • On October 28, 2017
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John R. McCloud age 62 of Pittsburgh passed peacefully on October 27, 2017.

Born on December 14, 1954 he was the son of the late Ella and Rubin McCloud.

He was the beloved husband of Mary Henderson; loving father Lanikia McCloud; grandfather of 5 grandchildren and 1 great grandson; dear brother of Nettie (Roy) Henderson, Inez McCloud, the late Ann Goodman and Alberta Brown; also survived by many nieces, nephews, family and friends.

John loved music especially playing the guitar and jazz.  He enjoyed jogging and traveling.

A memorial service will be held Saturday, November 18, 2017 at 1 pm at Win Char Community Center, 1550 Clarkton Street, Pittsburgh, PA 15204  Funeral arrangements are entrusted to Cremation & Funeral Care, 3287 Washington Rd., McMurray, PA 15317, 724-260-5546.  Burial will take place at Southern Nevada Veterans Memorial Cemetery on December 27, 2017.

Please view and sign the family’s guestbook at www.cremationfuneralcare.com.

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15 Comments

Michelle Woodson
Sorry for your loss. My deepest sympathies to you and your family
Dwight Ragsdale
I am sending my deepest condolences to the family of John McCloud. John was my best friend. I will always carry the memories of our experiences in my heart. John and I wrote and played music together for many years. He introduced me to my wife. John was a kind hearted man that truely loved his family. He shared and taught me so many things and I will forever be grateful. I love you my brother!
Cassandra Franklin Williams
My deepest sympathy to you and your family. May God comfort you and strengthen you during this most difficult time. RIP John
Frankie McLeod
Sending our heartfelt condolences to Mary, Lanikia and the entire family. My first cousin Johnny, from early youth to the prime of our lives we broke bread together, sang songs and travelled to Aruba. In Aruba, he stood on top of a sand mountain with his hands in the air and declared “I am the King of the World”. This is something I will never forget. One of the last talks we had was about our uncles and fathers and how we would carry the torch and pass it down. Stand down soldier and family stay strong. Dust to the wind. We find comfort and strength in our creator. Melanie and I will miss him deeply. One love.
Tiyanna
Love and miss you granddad but I know your watching over me I have a lot going on but I know I could get thru it misss yooou ?????????? I'm trying to keep my head up tall but it's hard
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