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In memory of John Griner

Created by Family Of John Griner

John Griner

When it came down to love, he was the best dad a girl could ask for. He loved making everyone laugh and loved to see everyone happy. He was a big family man. From what I was told throughout my childhood, he had a normal childhood. He was outside all the time. He got into trouble like little boys do. He experimented and grew Mary Jane. He joined the Navy and went all over. He got married to a woman with a little girl, and always said he fell in love with the little girl (Kayla) before my mom. I came next. After I was born, they moved to Valdosta, GA to be closer to his parents. In the next 10 years they had my brothers, Joe and Andrew. When they moved to Valdosta my dad started working at the Valdosta State Prison, where he eventually started driving the buses. One day he was stepping off the bus and twisted his knee in a pot hole (he is a hefty man). He went to the doctor and they put him on Loritab. Through the years he became addicted to Loritab and Ambian. He was in a car accident where he drove off the rode and hit a tree, but was fine. He was messed up for most of the important parts of my life (Graduation... etc). Then he and my mom began to have problems and he got a little better. My youngest brother wanted my mom and dad to stay together so bad that he would wait up for my dad and put him to bed so my mom wouldn't see him messed up. I graduated and eventually moved out because of it. Finally things were starting to get better at the beginning of the Christmas season. He and my mom were getting along better. They had the decorations up, and I came over more. Then our family had our annual Christmas party the night of December 15th. I think everyone could tell that daddy was messed up, or at least I could. And well, whenmy dadwent to bed he didn't wake up. I don't really want to write any more than that. I just had to do this for me. And as far as the title goes, my dad always asked me if I would cry when he died. I cried....all the time and still do.


This Memorial was created to commemorate a loved one's life and to let other families know they can turn to the Partnership for Drug-Free Kids for help when struggling with their son or daughter's substance use. Please consider sharing this page to increase awareness of substance use disorders and to provide hope and healing for others.

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1. Aliyya
I am so sorry for your loss. Thank you for sharing your story with us.
2. Julie
Thank you for sharing your story with us. So sorry for your loss.
3. Laura B.
I'm sorry for your loss, keeping you and your family in my thoughts.
4. Angela Gwynn Mother Of Dallas Nguyen
Nicole, I am so sorry you have lost your dad. I know that it was too soon for you. The injustice of drug abuse is always a horrible tragedy. Do whatever you have to for yourself. I wish you peace.