John J. Wasmer of O’Fallon, MO, passed away Friday, February 8, 2019 at the age of 77. Beloved husband of 53 years to Linda Wasmer; cherished son of the late William and Margaret Wasmer; devoted father of Chris and wife Paula Wasmer, Dennis Wasmer, and Jennifer Wasmer; loving grandfather of Jack Wasmer, Scott Wasmer, and Matthew Wasmer; dear brother of Catherine and husband Jack Frost and Henry Wasmer. John was also preceded in death by siblings Benjamin Wasmer, William Wasmer, Larry Wasmer, Mary Wasmer, Judy Shassrie, and Jane Wasmer.
John proudly served his country with honor in the United States Marine Corps. He then went on to courageously serve as a Police Officer with St. Louis County before retiring after more than 31 years of dedicated service. He was also member of the Fraternal Order of Police.
In his leisure time he enjoyed fishing, playing cards, and entertaining his grandchildren, with whom he was very close. His own children will also cherish the memories of him coaching their little league and sports teams while growing up. He will be remembered as a very caring and very wise man, who deeply loved his family. John was dearly loved and will be greatly missed by his family and many friends.
Memorial contributions may be made in John's honor to St. Vincent Home for Children.
The Wasmer Family invites their family and friends to a luncheon in celebration of John's life, immediately following the Funeral Mass. Please join them at Trigg Catering and Banquet Center (300 O'Fallon Plaza, O'Fallon, MO, 63366)
In Our Own Words
I remember he made sure to kiss us all goodnight every night.
I remember he came to every event that he could.
I remember him coming to my “Show and Tell” as my show and tell object.
I remember dancing on his feet.
I remember him coloring with me.
I remember when I used to get the giggles, he’d say I swallowed a feather, and I would, of course, giggle more
I remember building the gazebo as a family.
I remember learning how to barbeque by watching and helping him in the backyard.
I remember him searching for me one night when he didn’t know that I was already home.
I remember getting pulled over by the police, and by the time I got home, him already knowing what had happened.
I remember getting out of numerous tickets with the phrase “Would it help if I told you my dad is a cop.”
I remember the time he responded to a burglary call while off duty with me in the car. It was the day I knew I could never be a cop as I wasn’t brave enough to run into danger.
I remember instead of playing “slugbug” we’d play “Vette” and call out the corvettes we saw.
I remember thinking he was the smartest man I knew.
I remember feeling understood when I was with him.
I remember I was proud of him.
I remember discussing whether the sandwiches in a series of books sounded good or not.
I remember filming a PSA with him for the County Police.
I remember playing catch and fielding ground balls for hours in the empty field next to our house.
I remember getting to blip the siren in the police car at Pete and Kathy’s house.
I remember the pride of his face as he held his grandsons for the first time.
I remember when Jack had too much apple juice and Dad came over and took care of him.
I remember his plaid hunting jacket and his dead-end kids hat.
I remember even in the hospital, he would say things that could make me laugh.
I will love you forever. You were my strength and rock to lean on for 53 years. I remember how you protected me and made me laugh when all I could do was cry. I always admired the way you would stop everything to take care of me, our children, and grandchildren--we were always first. Thank you John, for being my best friend, a wonderful husband, father, and grandfather. You have left us a legacy to remember and we will love you forever.
It is with these memories, and many more that we say once more, “Good Night, God Bless You, I love you…”