He was born January 4, 1929, in War Eagle, West Virginia. His parents were Alex Warrix and Margaret Lester Warrix. He came from a family of 14 children, was the oldest son, and raised in a God fearing home. He served in the armed forces during the Korean War from 1948-1954. On October 7, 1961 he married Charlotte Williams of Cub Creek, West Virginia. They first made their home in Ikes Fork, where John made a living as a coal miner at the War Eagle Mines where he worked as a motorman. In July of 1966 they moved to Indianapolis where they made their home and raised their 5 daughters until his death, May 3, 2002. In 1985 he retired from Gene B. Glick Management Company after suffering a cerebral aneurysm. Though he suffered partial paralysis from the strokes, he learned to walk again and began working part-time.

John loved his family with all his heart. He enjoyed the outdoors and loved to fish, camp, hunt, and garden. It had become a tradition that every November, he, his son-in-laws, and grandsons, would go deer hunting. He harvested his first deer at age 70,a spiked buck. Holidays were something he always looked forward to when his family would gather at this home and he would make his homemade rolls.

In September of 2001 he accepted Jesus Christ as his personal savior and Lord and his life was completely changed. He had a joy beyond what anyone could describe or believe! He wanted to let everyone know what God had done for him. He went to his neighbors and to his family, one by one, to tell them how God had changed him. He even recorded His testimony for his family members to hear that lived far away. That year (2001) was a very special Christmas for everyone, because for the first time, before we sat down to eat Christmas dinner, dad read the Christmas Story from his new Bible.

On March 17, 2002, he was baptized in water at his church home at Bethel Family Worship Center, in Indianapolis. It was not long after that, on April 30, 2002, he was scheduled for surgery to repair an abdominal aneurysm. He died 3 days later due to complications with his heart and kidney. Though his passing was difficult, he left us with so many precious memories. As his family surrounded his bed, we began to sing Amazing Grace. We held his hands and sang as he was ushered into heaven.

If dad could have written this himself, the most important thing he would want to say to anyone who may read this is, "Accept Jesus into your heart, don't wait until your 72 years old, as I did". He would say to all his family members, "Whatever you do, meet me here in Heaven, don't miss it!'

Our hearts ache for you dad, but we know you are in a place of no more tears and no more pain. We look forward to meeting you there someday.