John A. Roy

September 15, 1934 ~ September 5, 2015
John A. “Papa” Roy, 81, of Litchfield, Maine, formerly of Lake Havasu City, Arizona and Danvers, Massachusetts, passed away on September 5, 2015, at Maine Medical Center in Portland, Maine, surrounded by his loving family. He leaves behind his wife of 35 years, Christine, 8 children and their spouses: Jeff Roy of Brookfield, Mass., Leslie and Jeff Roberts of Lake Havasu City, Arizona, John W. Roy of Peabody, Mass., Craig A. Roy of WA, Kimberly A. Nalbandian of Danvers, MA, JoAnne and John Bucci of W. Gardiner, Maine, Darlene and Michael Sweeney of Salisbury, Mass., and Jennifer and Jay Shilosky of Ware, Mass. He also leaves behind 2 nieces: Louise Friley of Salem, Mass., and Jo Anne Harrington of Florida, a nephew: Lornie Thomas of Beverly, Mass., 12 loving grandchildren, extended family and many friends.
John was born in Beverly on February 15, 1934. He was an Army Veteran serving in the Korean War (1954) and a graduate of Wentworth Institute in Boston. He worked for car dealerships as a buyer and salesman receiving several awards, including the legions of leaders for ten years with Chevrolet in the North Shore area of Massachusetts. He was a member of the Elks, Lions Club, Masons and American Legions. John enjoyed antique cars and trucks and gathering with family and friends sharing stories about his life.
Visiting hours will be Thursday, September 10, 2015 from 4-6PM in C.R. Lyons & Sons Funeral Directors, 28 Elm St., Danvers Square. A Memorial Service will be held immediately following at 6PM. Relatives and friends are invited. Charitable donations may be made in John's memory to the D.A.V. National Service Foundation, JFK Federal Bldg., Rm. 1575B, Boston, MA 02203.
Please accept our heartfelt sympathy at this difficult time.
Love and prayers,
Alice Lipinski Tierney; Justin, Tracey, Harlowe and Charlie Tierney;
and Jason and Laxmi Tierney
To “Dad”/John:
You were always so kind , and from the start I felt like “one of the gang”. [Of course it doesn’t help that I was there all the time.]. I will always remember walking into the home and hearing” oh here comes trouble.” and I’ll always smile when I hear one of the Roy/Webb gang call me “crash”. Always in my heart. XOXO “Crash”