A year. How is that even possible? I think you would have approved of how “your girls” spent the day today. Three of us together. Elizabeth and I made sure Mommy had a good day. We made her laugh. Truthfully, we never let her be alone for very long, whether she likes it or not. I know you would be so proud of John-John. The same goes for Jackson and Victoria. They take such good care of their Nana, too. It makes me physically sick when I let myself think that you aren’t here anymore. So most of the time, I just pretend you’re in another room. Healthy or not, that’s how I cope. I went from seeing you almost every single day for years to never seeing you again. It doesn’t seem real. I don’t think it ever will. I’m still angry. Angry that you suffered and that I couldn’t do a damn thing about it, no matter how hard I tried to find an answer. My phone doesn’t get your MyChart notifications anymore. I can’t even sign in to your account. Life had to move forward—I know that in my head—but my heart is furious that the world didn’t stop when you took your last breath. I’m angry that we couldn’t find a way to give you a better quality of life during those last few years. How dare everything keep moving forward? That’s the cruelest part of grief. Watching the world carry on as if nothing happened when, to me, everything changed. None of it feels normal anymore. We will continue to take care of Mommy. You never have to worry about that. I’m sure we all get on her nerves sometimes, but that’s just too bad—she’s stuck with all of us. You left a mark on so many people, more than I think you ever realized. We’ve heard countless beautiful stories about the ways you helped others. It was humbling hearing them all. You never took credit for any of it that was simply who you were. You touched more lives than you knew. We promise that your memory will live on. Not a second goes by that we don’t think about you, miss you, and wish you were here. I love you so much.

Grandfather's Post 7/28/2025 (Original) There are two old sayings that have always stuck with me: “I wish I knew then what I know now.” “Don’t meet your heroes.” Today marks one year since you left us, and I’ve been thinking about both. I wasn’t able to write this a year ago. At the time, I didn’t have social media, but truthfully, I don’t think I had the words either. Today, I finally do. I wish that when I was younger, I understood your love language and the kind of man you were. Looking back, I realize I was too young and too stubborn to appreciate it. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve come to understand that your heart was always in the right place. Even during the times I thought you were disappointed in me, the truth was you couldn’t have been prouder. I was always your best friend. Most grandparents are “yes-men,” but you weren’t. You believed in tough love. You told me the truth even when it wasn’t what I wanted to hear because it was exactly what I needed to hear. I’ll never forget you telling me my high school haircut looked stupid and that I should’ve kept my hair long. Looking back… you were right. I didn’t appreciate it then, but I’m grateful for it now. I’m incredibly fortunate to have an amazing father, but you were so much more than just my grandfather. Our relationship was never just grandfather and grandson—it was more like father and son. I wouldn’t trade that for anything. Now I know that every hard conversation, every honest opinion, every football you threw, every golf lesson, every Eagles game, and every moment we spent together was your way of loving me. I just wish I had understood it sooner. As for that second saying… thank you for proving it wrong. You were my hero, my role model, and the man I always looked up to. You never let me down. We weren’t the type to constantly talk about our feelings, but I’m grateful that before you left, I got to tell you everything I had always wanted to say. Unfortunately, grief doesn’t go away—it just becomes something you learn to live with. The things that once brought me the most joy have become bittersweet because they all remind me of you. Every football I throw reminds me of being in high school, running routes while you threw perfect 30- and 40-yard passes right on the money like you were still a kid yourself. It’s hard to believe that was only ten years ago. Every round of golf ends with me wishing I could call you one more time to tell you how I played or ask for one more chipping lesson in the backyard. I miss our movie nights, where you’d always somehow find another movie you knew I’d love. And Eagles games will never be the same. We watched almost every game together during those last few years, and now every Sunday reminds me that some of my favorite memories were simply sitting beside you. These photos and videos are some of the happiest memories of my life, and I wanted to share them today. Although they make me miss you more than ever, they also remind me how incredibly lucky I was to have experienced those moments with you. I love you, Grandfather. I miss you every single day. Thank you for being the best grandfather a boy could ever ask for, the hero I was lucky enough to call mine, and the man who helped shape me into the person I am today. And don’t worry… you’ll always be my favorite quarterback. ❤️ P.S. Sorry I got the same tattoo as you. To be fair, I already had a bunch, so what’s one more? I know you’re probably shaking your head, but at least it’ll give you something else to yell at me about in paradise… after you’re done bragging about me. ❤️ (Shortened) There are two old sayings that have always stuck with me: “I wish I knew then what I know now.” “Don’t meet your heroes.” Today marks one year since you left us, and I’ve been thinking about both. I wasn’t able to write this a year ago. Truthfully, I don’t think I had the words. Today, I finally do. When I was younger, I didn’t always understand your love language or the kind of man you were. Looking back, I realize every hard conversation, every honest opinion, and every lesson came from a place of love. Even during the times I thought you were disappointed in me, the truth was you couldn’t have been prouder. I was always your best friend. Most grandparents are “yes-men,” but you weren’t. You believed in tough love. You told me what I needed to hear, not what I wanted to hear. I’ll never forget you telling me my high school haircut looked stupid and that I should’ve kept my hair long. Looking back… you were right. I’m incredibly lucky to have an amazing father, but our relationship was never just grandfather and grandson. It was more like father and son, and I wouldn’t trade that for anything. As for that second saying… thank you for proving it wrong. You were my hero, my role model, and the man I always looked up to. You never let me down. Grief doesn’t disappear—it simply becomes something you learn to carry. Every football I throw reminds me of our afternoons together. Every round of golf makes me wish I could call you one more time. Every Eagles game reminds me that some of my favorite memories were simply sitting beside you. These photos and videos are some of the happiest memories of my life. They make me miss you more than ever, but they also remind me how lucky I was to have you. I love you, Grandfather. I miss you every single day. Thank you for being my hero, my role model, and for helping shape me into the man I am today. And don’t worry… you’ll always be my favorite quarterback. P.S. Sorry I got the same tattoo as you. To be fair, I already had a bunch, so what’s one more? I know you’re probably shaking your head, but at least it’ll give you something else to yell at me about in paradise… after you’re done bragging about me.

My condolences to the Rogale family and the many friends of John! I lived with John at MHS and I am deeply saddened to read of his passing. John was a lot of fun and made life at MHS interesting. He was also a very good athlete. I know he will be missed by all that had the pleasure to know him. RIP, my friend.

Happy Heavenly Birthday John! Love, Lynn and Tom Spearing

I was only today informed that John has passed. Condolences to all his immediate and extended family - I got to know John by making many of his travel and vacation arrangements when i was working in Haddonfield many years ago- he was such a nice person and had a great sense of humor! I am very very sorry for your loss.

To Marie and family. I was so sorry to hear about John’s passing. I knew Marie since high school and when she met the love of her life John she was so very happy. We got together and than time gets away from all of us. Sending love and prayers to Marie and her family. John was a fantastic and great guy.

I remember John during our days at Milton Hershey School. He was a great friend and classmate. Remember him the most with his great sense of humor and all the fun we had in Auto Shop. He will be remembered by all his classmates at Milton Hershey School.

To the Rogale Family: John Rogale was always a gentleman, friend and helpful to anyone that needed his assistance during his time in Washington Township Council, MUA and DMV. Hw will be greatly missed in our community. Barbara and Joe Bennett

Dear Marie and Family. John was a wonderful giving person who everyone loved. Now he us with Tony and the gang from TJ newsstand reminiscing on the good old days. I will keep you in my prayers. Love Lisa Sebastiano ❤️

John was the epitome of simply helping everyone, complete strangers or otherwise. When times were tough, John was the trusted leader who simply "got things done." He used his words sparingly, but quite clear in his message; a real mentor. With faith, we know John is full of peace, pain free & watching over his family. God speed, John. Many prayers are & will continue to be sent to the extended Rogale Family.

So sorry to hear about John, he was a great guy for RVE. The best story about John is we used to do Thanksgiving football games in Haddonfield and Washington Twp. RVE would always beat Johns team until one he got tired of it and one Thanksgiving his teams was made up of Washington twp. police and firemen, needless to say RVE got our butts beat bad. We had so much fun in those games. Criag and Ed loved John and so did i, thanks for all your years. CHIP

Dear Marie, Mel and Liz and all of the grandkids, please accept my condolences 🙏 for your terrible loss. I was shocked and saddened when I saw the obituary. I can't believe it 😢. John was a great guy. I'm praying that God gives you the strength to go through this mourning time. Maryann

To the Rogale family, please accept my sincerest condolences for the loss of John. John was a real stand up guy, who always had a pleasant way about him. I knew John from the Phila police department, he was a "cops cop"! We had lost touch when he moved to New Jersey, and it wasn't until I moved to New Jersey that we were able to renew our friendship, especially in the political circles. John Came to the Port Authority while I was serving there, and we spoke daily and had some pretty good laughs and enjoyable times. Upon my retirement John and I never lost touch, and we spoke often. I was very saddened when he told me of his health issues. Even with his health problems John was always upbeat, friendly and cordial. John was a good friend, he had a winning personality that made anyone he met, as well as his many friends, feel comfortable and enjoy being in his company. I will surely miss his friendship, wisdom and the conversations we had. I have no doubt that he has a place with the Lord, John will always be remembered by myself, as well as the many of his friends that he made throughout his lifetime. May he rest in peace.

Rest in Peace Johnny, it was a pleasure meeting you some years ago, though Bob Ferri

So sorry to learn about John's passing. Much love and my sincere condolences to his many loved ones. I know he will be dearly missed by his beautiful family and many friends.

Marie, Mel, Elizabeth and family . I am so sad and so sorry for your loss. John was larger than life with a heart of gold. I was one of those people he gave an opportunity to. He changed my life and I will never forget him. Thank you Big J for giving so many of us a chance to be something. You will be forever missed.

John I will miss this man so many memories with my dad John is man that would do anything for anybody truly the the best it’s so sad too see a man like this go so soon I could write a book on what this man meant too me he’s was a legend he and my dad were Mr Washington township too hes family my condolence too all of u all awesome people my memory of John is when I would cut the pond across the street john would come out and watch me when I would cut inside the pond their were always golf ball inside the pond lol I always remember many nights after elections waiting for results and people that know John he’s was always on the phone and he would always get them mail in ballots John my u Rip tell my dad I said hi lol both of u stay out of trouble

We lost a good man, respect!!

The funniest memory I have when I was about 10. We were playing wiffle ball and John, who I used to call Fonzi, because he wore his leather police jacket, but all us kids on Sartain st were playing and John hit me in the mouth with the wiffle ball, by accident of course, but after that day I stopped calling him Fonzi. RIP Fonzi (John) prayers are with you

Marie, Melanie, & Liz our deepest condolences to you and the rest of your family from Mary , Angela, and I. John and I traded well wishes every holiday whether we were home or away. I always tap my horn driving by the house while John enjoyed his favorite cigar on his folding chair with the garage open because he wasn’t allowed to smoke in the house now he’s joined some of his friends in peace in heaven. God Bless all of you.

Melanie and family, my heart breaks for you all to have lost such a wonderful man. The beautiful words written about John is proof that he made a lasting impact on the lives he touched. May he rest peacefully and may you always hold him close in your hearts.

Marie & family, I'm so sorry to hear about John passing. My thoughts and prayers are with all of you. He was such a great person, he did so much for our family when Lisa was sick. You will never know how much he was appreciated. Rest in peace John. 🙏🫶🙏

To Melanie and Family, My deepest condolences on your loss. I see he touched many many lives, and everyone was better for knowing him. Please know I am sending you thoughts, prayers and love. Carol Meck

Please accept our deepest condolences for your family's loss.