John Seaborn Winn, Jr.

Mr. John Seaborn Winn, Jr. passed away on Friday afternoon, July 20, 2018 at Magnolia Manor Nursing Center.Funeral services are planned for 11:00 AM Saturday, July 28, from the graveside at Reid's Chapel United Methodist Church Cemetery in Murphy, NC, with Rev. Dr. Wayne Sutton officiating.A native of Barnesville, he was born June 1, 1926, son of the late John Seaborn Winn, Sr. and Elizabeth Grace Moore Winn.Mr. Winn was retired as Chief Mechanical Engineer for Atlanta Gas Light.  He was a veteran of the United States Air Force, and a member of the American Society of Mechanical Engineers.  A graduate of Georgia Tech, when taking the Engineering test, his score was the highest ever recorded at that time.  He was of the Baptist faith, and served as a Deacon.He was preceded in death by his wife, Elsie Helen Berrong Winn, a wonderful home maker and an avid worrier.  Survivors include his children: John Gregory Winn and his wife Lillie Ann Knowlton Winn, Hugh Alan Winn, and Harriet Jan Winn Blalock and her husband Maxie Thomas Blalock, Sr.; grandchildren: John Bradley Winn (Tiffany), Nathan Charles Winn, Logan Gregory Winn (Ann), Maxie Thomas Blalock, Jr. (Allison), and Steven Taylor Blalock; and one great-granddaughter, Madeline Grace Winn.To sign our online guestbook and express your condolences, please visit www.hancockfuneralhomeinc.comHancock Funeral Home, 427 S. Lee St., is honored to be entrusted with these arrangements for Mr. John Seaborn Winn, Jr.-------------------------------------------------------------------------Dad died on Friday, July 20, 2018, around 12:50 p.m.  Jan, Hugh, & I had said our goodbyes that morning.  Mom crossed over into Heaven 5 years ago.  As he crossed the Pearly Gates into Paradise, I'm sure Mom was there and said, "John, what took you so long?"  This is a time for celebration.Dad's body and mind broke down over time.  He left this earth without a right leg and a lost mind.  He could not walk, sit, shower, or feed himself, but God changed that on Friday, July 20, 2018, at 12:50 p.m.  Jesus met him and gave him a new body and mind.  He can now think, remember, walk, skip, run, jump, and swim again.  He may even be able to fly...LOL.Dad was a perfectionist.  Everything he did had to be perfect, and it was.  Dad & Lillie Ann would have made the perfect wallpaper team as both are perfectionists.  I'm not.  I am the just get it done type.  If the pattern is off a little...okay.  That was not Dad.Dad had a love for his country and served two years in the Air Force at the end of World War II.He had incredible talents and skills.  He could rebuild an automobile engine; rebuild a water pump, which he did many times at home; he could do electrical work; masonry work; carpenter work; weld; rebuild a furnace.  Dad built beautiful furniture.  He made each of the five grandsons four poster beds each.  He made an entertainment center, chest of drawers, and tables.  I think his furniture building was his most impressive skill.  He added on to our house in Atlanta by himself.  I'm not sure what skills God will utilize for Dad in Heaven.  He loved to fish and quail hunt, so he could provide fish and game on God's table; or build furniture; or engineer a project.  Dad graduated from Georgia Tech with a degree in Mechanical Engineering.  He was the Senior Engineer with Atlanta Gas Light for many years.  Hugh reminded us last week that in the 1960's Dad scored the highest grade on the Mechanical Engineering Certificate in the State of Georgia at the time.  Dad was so smart.Dad was a Christian.  He loved God and lived his faith every day.  He loved Mom, Jan, Hugh, and me.  I never saw Dad drink or smoke or cuss while growing up.  He took me fishing on Lake Lanier years ago when I was probably in my early teens.  We had fished all morning and did not have much luck.  Dad decided to go into a small cove, stop, and eat lunch.  We got out of the boat, sat on the lake edge, and ate Vienna sausages out of a can and soda crackers.  As we were eating, another boat came into the cove with two young men probably in their 20's cussing like sailors.  They were saying all the bad words.  Dad called them out on this in a loud voice.  I thought Dad, you are about to get your butt beat.  They may have a gun, but that was Dad.  He could not tolerate the language especially using the G or F word.  To my surprise, they backed down and said "Yes sir, we are sorry."  Dad was a man of integrity, faith, kindness, and compassion.What joy we have to know he is in Heaven, and Mom is giving him fits again, LOL, and his eternity has just begun.  He has been there one week.  Dad's eternal future has just started.Praise God, what a great life!Greg