John Hector Medina Villarreal

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John Hector Medina Villarreal, a life-long resident of New Braunfels, passed away early Sunday morning, February 24, 2013 at his residence at the age of 46. John was born on March 13, 1966 in New Braunfels to Reynaldo T. Villarreal and Enedina Medina Villarreal. John was employed as a cook for most of his working career. He was preceded in death by his parents, and by a brother, Lee Villarreal. Survivors include siblings, Reynaldo M. Villarreal, Jr. and wife, Lani, Mary Gloria Bustos and husband, Domingo, George M. Villarreal and wife, Irene, Louis Carlos Villarreal, Sedelia V. Vela and husband, Jose A. and Orlando M. Villarreal and wife Marina; nieces and nephews, Shannon Cruz, Jeffery Villarreal, Deann Bustos, Melissa Booker, Tyson, Tasha, Travis and Bernice Villarreal, Phillip S. and Joshua Vela, Valarie and Alisha Villarreal. Visitation will be held from 5:00 PM to 9:00 PM on Wednesday, February 27, 2013 with a Holy Rosary at 7:00 PM at the Lux Funeral Home Chapel. Visitation will resume on Thursday morning from 9:00 AM to 10:00 AM at Sts. Peter and Paul Catholic Church. Please note: there will not be a procession from the funeral home to the church on Thursday morning. All wishing to attend both the visitation and Funeral Mass on Thursday are asked to meet at the church at 9:00 AM Thursday morning. The Funeral Mass is scheduled for 10:00 AM on Thursday, February 28, 2013 at Sts. Peter and Paul Catholic Church with interment to follow at Santo Tomas Cemetery in Guadalupe County.

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  1. To my cuz, john john ill miss all the calls & conversations we had . My our lord Jesus Christ watch over you , bless your family in these hour of lost to a love one . We send our condolences & prayers . My you rest n peace john john , psalm 132: 14 *

  2. “At the temple there is a poem called “Loss” carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You can not read loss, only feel it.

  3. A beautiful garden now stands alone, missing the one who nurtured it But now he is gone, His flowers still bloom, and the sun it still shines, But the rain is like tear drops, for the ones left behind, The weeds lay waiting to take the gardens beauty away, But the beautiful memories of its keeper are in our hearts to stay, he loved every flower even some that were weeds, So much love he would plant with each little seed, But just like his flowers he was part of Gods plan, So when it was his time he reached down his hand, He look through the Garden searching for the best, That’s when he found John, it was his time to rest, It was hard for those who loved him, to just let him go, But God had a spot in his garden, that needed a gentle soul, So when you start missing John, remember if you just wait, When God has a spot in his garden, He’ll meet you at the gate….

  4. John, you were a good friend as I was growing up…and you were a good volleyball player. Thank you for being my friend and for all of the good memories. Rest in peace!

  5. To the Villarreal family , I send my true heart feelings & condolences , that God blesses each of you all in this thin of need & prayer for one of our love ones . May my cousin john john rest in peace , sincerely Joe Tony Granado & family “*

  6. To the family we send our hearts and prayers at this time.mama loved you very much you were her son who always her called her and spoke with for hours.you were a comfort to me ywhen we spoke on the phone about the good times and there were many.you are in our thoughts always the memories are endless.rest in peace my dear brother..xoxox always listen for the music see you in our hearts you will always be important to us.

  7. To the family we send our hearts and prayers at this time.mama loved you very much you were her son who always her called her and spoke with for hours.you were a comfort to me ywhen we spoke on the phone about the good times and there were many.you are in our thoughts always the memories are endless.rest in peace my dear brother..xoxox always listen for the music see you in our hearts you will always be important to us.

  8. My prayers to the family.to my son who always called me when i was at home thinking of you,you called and we laughed and shared many things.our talks were very important to me.you never forgot me when i was in need of company.we spent many hours sharing our memories and shared many jokes.you are my brothers son who became my son when my own sons forgot about this mama.rest in peace my son con todo mi amore y besos. MAMA G.

  9. To The Villarreal Family, So sorry to hear of your loss. I pray that our Heavenly Father will comfort you in this time of sorrow. I have known John since he was young as we were neighbors for a long time. We lived around the corner from you all.

  10. My prayers and thoughts go out to the Villarreal family. I remember John as “John John” and have known your family from childhood living in the same neighborhood. I am sorry I missed the services, but I know he is in a better place. God bless the Villarreal Family.

  11. My deepest sympathy to the Family, I’ve know John John since he was small. He was and very nice friendly. He will be deeply missed.

  12. John it’s hard to believe that a year has gone by. But it seems that only yesterday we spoke on the phone. Your are always in our hearts and mind, the last time we talked was about music that we both listened to. I can close my eyes and remember the song. Last time we saw each other it was at your birthday party . You said slow down girl! We are about to fall down, and we both laughed. You are truly missed.love always Reyna Isabel. I know you are in a better place and I am okay with that, because there isn’t anymore pain.see you in the dream world.u

  13. T his is for my son john john whom I miss very much.There isn’t a day that goes by that my mind remembers all of our conversations that we had .so many come to mind.I know that you are with your family and that gives me comfort. you are always in my heart mama g.


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