John Howard Post

John H. Post JOHN HOWARD POST was born on May 17th 1926, in Los Angeles, Ca. He left this world on May 22nd 2010 and moved on to be with his mom, dad, his brothers, sister, his wife’s, his son’s, his nephews, and friends. John Howard Post was a wonderful person to know, he was a Husband, Father, Grandfather, an Uncle, a true friend to all the people and friends he knew, He was survived by his daughter, Julie Post, Margaret Post Ringnalda, son Thomas Post, and grandson, John Ringnalda, and granddaughter, Emily Post. John was the kind of man who loved people, he could always see the good inside you and he would always guide you down the right path. John would give you the shirt off his back to help not only his family, but also complete strangers he briefly met. To me that meant he was a man of great integrity, honesty, and compassion for his fellow man as well as to his family. In his lifetime he has helped many people and friends get into the movie business that he loved so much. He would complain about it to you, but once he got on the Foley stage his eyes would light up and a smile was soon to follow. For those of us who knew him well, he would always greet you with that crooked smile of his and unwavering charm. He loved all of his families very much and spoke often of the misadventures he and his brothers had together when they were young men. Every tale he told would make you smile and laugh. Some of the stories he told about his drinking days could have been movie of the week. When you met John for the first time you walked away with something he touched inside you, knowing only that he must have blessed you somehow. John and his brother Bob went into the movie business almost the same time. The time we kids spent with dad and uncle bob watching Disney movies at home and hearing there stories always captivated us. For their legacy lives in us children, and I will cherish all the memories I have. John was an outdoors man who loved camping and fishing and getting back to nature. The love he had for the sea was shown in his paintings and artwork. I would take dad fishing with Emily and I could see the big kid in him come out while helping his grand daughter with her pole or rigging her line. Those were some of the best times I had with my father, and I wish I could have shared those moments with my uncles, cousins, and family. John had a great sense of humor and when he walked into a room you felt at ease. He always came across in a positive way, and would help you with your troubles. He was a teacher to many in his business and he would always make you feel like you were number 1. He was also a mentor to his grandson Johnny he also taught him how to fish and to have patience, and helped lead him down the path of honesty, integrity, and compassion to the man john is today. My dad would not want anyone to be sad over his passing. He always told me to live one day at a time and to celebrate every day as a new beginning. He said to look for the good and positive of each day no matter how bad your day was. When he was having a bad day, he would joke about it and find something positive to say. John, my father, would tell you not to morn for him, but to rejoice for him moving forward to be with the lord and his family, and to live each day to the fullest, while enjoying the simple things in life as well.