John Tippey, 89, of Highland Heights, Kentucky, passed away on Friday, March 31, 2017. Devoted husband to Sherry, loving and proud father of Jayne, Zara Louise, Jake and the late Rebecca, and Grandpa of Rachel, Christopher, and Claire. Born in Blackpool, England, a Northern Kentucky resident since 1990, John was a skilled mariner, film maker, musician, author, lover of history, and master of many talents. He will be remembered as a great story teller and friend to many.
Please join his family and friends at the Fares J. Radel Funeral Home, 5950 Kellogg Ave, Cincinnati, Ohio 45230, on Sunday, April 9, 2017. Visitation from 10 am until the service at 12 noon. We will then share our stories and raise a glass together in his honor.
Flowers if desired, or donations made out to either of the organizations below, care of Fares J Radel:
MYCincinnati
Music for Youth in Cincinnati is a free youth orchestra program in Price Hill, founded on the idea that personal transformation can be achieved by striving towards musical excellence. It offers children the opportunity to learn violin, viola, cello, bass, flute or clarinet and play in an orchestra. Some of you may know John taught himself to play the violin in his youth and actively encouraged many young musicians throughout his life.
Tall Ships Youth Trust
Formerly the Sail Training Association, the UK’s Tall Ships Youth Trust is dedicated to the personal development of young people aged 12 to 25, through the crewing of ocean-going sail training vessels. John was orphaned at a young age, and the training he received at the Lancashire and National Sea Training Home for Boys, shaped the rest of his life. John felt strongly that his time at the training ship in Ullswater was the making of him.
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Leslie Wiles says
April 25, 2017 at 7:28 pmSo, John old chum, you scallywag, you pipped me to the post – again! It’s such a long time since those happy carefree days in sixty – two, when we first met at the studios in Aston. Since then, our lives have trodden different paths, but we have always kept in touch, and come together when circumstances allowed. So many memories, those that have been lost in the mists of time, but others, some but cameos, are as crystal clear as the day they happened. Do you remember Henley, and that comatose colleague of yours, from that side of the pond, who had to be shovelled out of the way for fear of him tripping Princess Margaret? Then there were so many jolly’s in the French and other hostelries, then that evening when we drank in every pub the length of Hampstead, and then again, when – er – well, perhaps not! So much fun, and so much to remember and muse over. Now you are gone, so it is but left to say, from me, and also from Rose, rest in peace dear, dear friend. But, I am an octo-plus too, so it won’t be that long before I join you. Watch out for a poke in the ribs and a long, long reminisce. Here’s a thought! maybe we could seek out (dig up?) Phil Higgins and Vin Vaughn for a get-together? That should rattle a few cages!! Could be the start of a whole new era!
Les.