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April 15, 2010
Ricky Lynn Johnson of Antioch, California died Saturday, March 20 2010 while jogging in the hills of the Contra Loma Regional Park. He was 59 years old.
Per Virginia Johnson (his wife)
Rick is survived by his wife Virginia, children Jennifer Johnson-Leung (Moscow, ID) and Jeremy Johnson (Agoura Hills, CA), mother Ruby Fern (Antioch, CA), brother Kent Johnson (Nashville, TN), grandchildren Kaleb Johnson, Ruby Claire Johnson-Leung, Hannah Johnson-Leung (Moscow, ID) and Welsey Johnson (Agoura Hills, CA), and many aunts, uncles, cousins, in-laws, nieces and nephews.
A memorial service was held on Wednesday at 11 o'clock in the morning at the Eastside Church of Christ in Antioch. Donations may be made to Eastside Church of Christ - Food Pantry, Lifeline Chaplaincy of Houston, Texas, or Orphan’s Lifeline of Hope International.
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Mike Bolster
Rick was my neighbor, classmate and as good a friend as our differences would allow. I always kept his family in mind when I thought about how a family should be, hard working, godly, kind and simply focused on good things. I was most anxious to see him at the reunion and convey my regards, and thank God I did. His passing is a loss to the world and a gain for Heaven. He and his folks strongly influenced my own commitment to Christ.
God Bless his loved ones as well as his memory.
Mike Bolster
Sandra Wisehart (Wheeler)
Rick was a gentleman and lived his faith out front. He was one of those whom I viewed on the "inside" who treated those on the "outside" with the same courtesy and respect he gave to his closest friends. I'm am so sorry to be just finding this out. God bless his family as they are a blessing to all that know them.
Paul Skiba
About three years ago I attempted to locate several classmates, including Rick Johnson, who I hadn't seen since high school. The visual image of of Rick that kept popping into my head was of him running down C street in Oxnard with who I believe was Virginia's brother. I had never heard of cross country running at the time but became aware of the stamina, discipline, and mental toughness required by the sport. Rick possessed all these qualities and then some. I had been in the E. O. Green and Hueneme High School bands with Rick for quite a few years- he played a great baritone, and I played a mediocre clarinet. We also had the opportunity over the years to play softball and basketball together. Rick had a deadly mid range jump shot that was impossible to stop. Though I hadn't seen Rick in over forty years, I knew he attended college in Arkansas, majored in English and married. I failed in any attempt to locate Rick until my discovery last week of the terrific class of 1968 website. I was shocked, however, to see the name of Rick Johnson in the memorial section, and deeply saddened by this discovery for several days-I had always planned on reconnecting with Rick someday. Time, however, has a habit of delaying the best of plans. Ricky Johnson, or Johnny Rickson as our band director Mr. Jardine was fond of calling him, was an amazing person with a compassionate heart. My enduring memory of Rick will always be the one that has periodically popped into my head over the years of him running down the road, while wearing his signature high school black rimmed glasses.
Paul Skiba