I just learned of John's passing today. I  knew John during several work contract assignments. I remember him as a very nice person and send heartfelt condolences to his loved ones.

Jack was a friend from high school, my deepest condolences to his family. Jack will be missed, we had some nice conversations at our class reunions.  Harland Brown

I was extremely saddened to learn of Jack’s passing, as I’ve considered him a friend and awesome coworker since the first time we worked together at Ortho  Diagnostics.  I remember discussing our work histories together, and found out that Jack had worked with my brother Ralph at GRS.  I then told my brother,  and arranged for the three of us to have lunch together. 
       I worked extensively with Jack at Ortho on the Engen lab automation system, helping to solve field failures and to find solutions.  Jack hated all of the paperwork involved, but he always came through for us. 
     After I retired, our mutual friend Wayne Newman asked me to play golf in their Wednesday night golf league. I enjoyed playing golf with Jack and his great friends, Robert, Chuck, Wayne, Roger, Jim and Rick.  Jack had an unusually slow, deliberate swing, but most of his shots were on the mark!  I enjoyed our after golf dinners, too at D&D’s and Sal’s.  Jack and Robert also invited me to their gun club to shoot trap or skeet ( I can never remember the difference!). Even though I wasn’t very good, Jack was always very encouraging and a good teacher.  
      I know that Jack loved his wife Mame, their children and grandkids very much, as he always talked so highly of their times together. He was a great man, and will truly be missed by all who knew him.  


Sorry for your loss.  John and I were cube mates at Ortho.  We had lots of lunches together and I enjoyed his friendship immensely.    He sent me an email just a few weeks ago about having lunch after I got back from vacation.  He enjoyed life and he will be greatly missed.

Condolences to Jack's family.  I have very fond memories of Jack and Uncle Paul's family. We visited them often when I was young.  Thoughts and prayers are with you all at this time.  Joanie Matejcik Woodrow (John and Doris' youngest).  

John (as he was known at work), was a very dear co-worker and friend of mine at Ortho Clinical Diagnostics.

John was a kindred spirit;  our lives/spirits crossed so many paths since the late 1970’s.  My original memory went beyond the max 2000 length.  I couldn't trim it down because there were so many heartfelt memories to cut.

So instead, here are John's last words to me.  He shared joyful pictures of the grandkids on his boat:

“Hope your health is good.. I'm OK. Retirement has helped and helped my attitude!  :-)  you should try it!!  A couple of bucks does not make a difference.
Hey with your kids moving to CA maybe I'll see you in Phoenix , sun city..  :-)
 
Sorry about rambling on.. I know your busy.. love to have lunch sometime.. Thursday's are usually good..and some Tuesday's..
 
Keep in touch..”
 
John always liked to put 2 periods at the end of a sentence - bang bang!!  
John was a kind, patient, humble, caring, fun loving man.  He loved his family above all else.  So proud of his children and grandchildren.  I will  miss his warm smile and chuckle and friendship.
I regret not having that lunch with him (taking for granted he’ll always be there).  I am truly touched that he considered me his friend.  I know our spirits will cross paths again and I’ll see him across the dining table smiling at me “..”


I first met John playing raquetball and our friendship grew over the years.  We had a lot in common having worked at GRS.  We shared a lot of stories of our work there.  We also both worked at Kodak and J&J later on.  

Besides the raquetball leagues, we played golf and John would try to show me the best way to score the least amount of strokes, but I stubbornly went the “tin cup” route. 

He was always focused and quietly competitive.  John was a a great NY Giants fan and one year he and Mame hosted a Super Bowl party in which the Bills played the Giants.  The majority of the folks at the party were Bills fans, and were astounded that at the waning seconds of the game, the Bills kicker missed a field goal enabling the Giants to beat the Bills.  Big disappointment to some, but I'll never forget the huge grin on John's face as the game drew to a close.

John's smile and the warmth he displayed to his friends will stay with me forever.  My condolences to the Mame and their wonderful family.  

Thank you, John.


John and I met for the first time in 2008 at Ortho Clinical, when he traveled to France to work on one of the company’s Laboratory Automation projects. He was one of the first US colleagues I met. 

After that first meeting, we worked together on the same line of business for years. He was always kind and polite, respectful and dedicated to his work. 
We would discuss together when I was in Rochester, sometimes at his desk next to the window, while he was eating an apple, and he would tell me about his passion for the lake, boats, and fishing.  

I will remember him as a genuinely good person, and I would like to offer my condolences to his family.


I have had the wonderful pleasure of working with John (Jack for those of you outside of Ortho Clinical Diagnostics) for over a decade.  His efforts have helped numerous hospitals across the world to care for their patients.  I enjoyed every minute of the time we spent together on the job or outside of work.  My life has been enriched by knowing him.  This is a trademark of his that can be found within all the lives that he has touched.   We shared many a conversation on life and family.  His children and grand children were dearly loved.  His trips with Mame and friends were also shared with that warming smile that only he has.  For this and so much more I am grateful for.  May the happy times and warm memories help family with their loss.

I think I was 8 or 9, maybe younger when I met Jack and his Dad Paul. He was two years older than me and we played baseball in the backyard and camped out in a tiny little pup tent. We went fishing in my Dad's iron boat on the Oswegatchie behind the barn. Jack and Paul helped us with the haying in the summer and Jack and I took the 22 after woodchucks when he was old enough to take it.

The best times of my life were going to Greenfield Pond for a week in the summer. I fished with Paul and he usually spent more time untangling my snarls than fishing. Those were the days of cloth line way before monofilament.

When we were older we would go to dances in Ogdensburg and drink a few beers. Then Jack graduated and went off to college. I saw him once a few years later when I was home at the old house on Rt 58.

Then about a year ago we connected through classmates.com and he stopped at our house in Gouverneur for dinner on his way home from camp.

Jack was a good man - he was a good kid and a good son and a great friend. I don't doubt he was a good husband and father, too.

Larry Weldon 

I first met Jack when we were both enrolled in the Industrial Engineering major at RIT in the early '70s.  Very shortly we became roommates in various apartments around Rochester.   He, I and our other roommates did all of the crazy things one does at that period in your life.

One can't forget the numerous trips to the races at Watkins Glen, and let's not forget the Summer Jam Rock Festival there.

When Mary & I got married, I was honored that Jack was my Best Man.

Over the years, we've gone our separate ways, but these memories will always be there.

Jack will be dearly missed.

Regards,
Bob Woods



















It was with great shock and deep sadness when Nancy and I learned of Jack’s passing this week. The reality of the tragedy was soon followed by a flood of fond and humorous memories for the times spent with Jack and Mame.

Working together at General Railway Signal and bowling in a league which served solely for an excuse to drink beers and laugh at each other’s ineptitude. Playing softball with the Browns with a similar rational but now witnessed by our offspring. Trash talking in our racquetball league. Enjoying the great outdoors on float trips down Oatka Creek and braving winter camping trips to the Adirondacks.

Our first trip to Jack’s Adirondack gun club provided one of the most poignant memories of this man. Jack had been trying to convince a few of us for some time to take a winter trip to his “camp”. He told us we would be staying in a cabin (barely accurate) and could cross country ski on the roads of the gun club. Sounded great but when Jack strapped on the six-gun revolver at the beginning of the trip, we knew this was going to be interesting. At that point, Jack become forever known as “The Marshall”, a moniker he thoroughly enjoyed. However, the Marshall neglected to tell us that we were going to have to bushwack through the woods in armpit deep snow. Hiking with a pack was clearly not an option and the skis proved frustrating at best. We often “turtled” in the deep snow – falling backwards onto our packs and pointing our skis to the heavens. Meanwhile, Jack was the only one with snowshoes - which were never discussed during our trip planning. I am pretty sure Jack wore that revolver to prevent a mutiny. Well, we survived that trip and came back for more – with snowshoes.

Jack will be deeply missed but his legacy lives on – in family, friends and memories that he created. We were all better for knowing this man and having him in our lives.
Rest in Peace…

Happy Trails Marshall,
Gregg and Nancy Plekan


Jack was a fellow teammate on the renowned Browns softball team. Our kids and spouses would come to witness a bunch of middle-aged guys trying to relive their youth.  Jack was an  integral part of the experience. I saw him at a recent reunion lunch and he looked the same, with the same good humor and sly smile.  Jeannie and I offer our condolences to Mame and the family. 
Godspeed Jack.
Ray Martino

Jack and I were recently reminiscing about how our paths have gone over 50 years of friendship; starting at Gleason Works in the late 60's, then through General Railway Signal before he moved on to other opportunities.  During that time, I traveled with him through irrepressible youth, being a loving husband,  father and moving on to be a doting grandfather.  I learned early to watch for that mischievous grin and the sparkle in his eye, knowing that some sort of "adventure" was soon to follow.  There are so many memories but a couple that jump to mind are him passing me cheese and crackers at the Paupers Den  one night, neglecting to mention that he had piled horseradish on the cracker with only a thin veneer of cheese.  I also remember watching our tent blow away in a storm during the races at Watkins Glen, resulting in four of us having to squeeze into the back of my van to sleep.  There are also just the little things, like freezing to death in the winter in his soft cover Jeep. Jack will be sorely missed by all those that came into his orbit.

I just heard about Jack's passing. We send our condolences to the family. My wife Debbie and I were Jack's dock neighbors at Southpoint Marina. He spoke often about his love of family, going to the Adirondacks, and boating. My wife Debbie and I will miss him and his smiling face.

Regards,

Bob and Debbie Anderson

OBITUARIO

John W. "Jack" Matejcik

28 noviembre, 1949 – 18 agosto, 2019

Alvah Halloran & Son Funeral Home

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