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Aged 87 Years

Passed away on 05/03/2019

Beloved Husband of Joy.

Loving Father and Father-in-Law of Julie & John, Nicola & Craig and Blair & Merita.

Adored Grandad to Rebecca, Claire, Alice, Paige, Sophia and Matthew.

Great Grandad of Hunter and Oydn.

Family and friends of John are warmly invited to attend his Funeral Service to be held at Castlebrook Memorial Garden Chapel, 712 Windsor Road, Rouse Hill on Monday 11th March, 2019 commencing at 1:30pm. Preceding the Service a viewing will take place from 1:00pm for those who wish to pay their final respects.

 

 

This is the story of a lifetime of John William Hamilton who was known to most as Jock.

Born on 8/10/31 in Oamaru, NZ to Irene Elizabeth and John Watson Hamilton.

Jock began his education at North School and later went to high school at Waitaki Boys and left as soon as he could. School was not his thing but he loved sport. Tennis, cricket, swimming, squash athletics, hunting, fishing but his passion was rugby union and he was pretty good at it.  He played rugby at the highest level and supported his beloved All Blacks all his life. He was never prouder than sporting the silver fern on his chest and willing the All Blacks on from his lazyboy.  Nothing made him happier than an All Black victory.

Jock got his first job at Ashton’s Fibrous Plaster at the age of 16. The company produced those gorgeous elaborate plaster ceiling panels and cornice we see in old houses. Someone had to climb into the ceiling cavities to prepare the fittings and it was usually Jock being the smallest who willingly scrambled into tight claustrophobic corners and with much glee left his graffiti mark on most of them. Many people found his graffiti mark many years later and knew exactly who it was. Later in Life he would work at DeGeest Brother’s Constructions as a gybrock plastering contractor and he worked with the company for over 10 years. He became firm friends with the DeGeest brothers and that family is still firmly in the lives of the Hamilton family today.

In 1954 Jock met Frances Joy Sparks otherwise known as Joy and they were married in 1957.  The wedding was memorable for the fact the minister got the time wrong with the wedding guests, bride and groom assembled ready to tie the knot at 11am while he was at a scout camp several kilometers away anticipating a wedding at 2pm. A stand-in was procured but he was a novice and had never performed nuptials before.  Hands shaking and congregation crying everyone held their breaths hoping the deal would be sealed.  It was, and Jock and Joy went on to have 62 years of marriage together.  They had 3 children Julie, Nicola and Blair. Jock was a father that loved his kids and showed them how much all the time. He was always ready with bear hugs, raspberries blown on necks, rib tickles and kisses given freely.

When Jock turned 50 he floored everyone by deciding to move to Australia for work and he, Joy and Blair moved to Sydney where Julie was already living and Nicola stayed in NZ to go to University. This move would be a turning point in Jock’s life with the original job not working out and he started his own successful texture coating business which Blair still runs today.  Jock and Joy made new friends in Australia and created a new life in Sydney.  Jock has 6 incredible grandchildren Rebecca, Claire, Alice, Paige, Sophia and Matthew and also has 2 great grand-kids Hunter and Odyn.  He loved them with all his heart and was proud of each and every one of them.

Jock ‘s other love was his dogs. He and Joy got their first golden cocker spaniel Buster on their honeymoon. He was part of the family for 14 years. Treesha was next and she came to Australia with the family and died at 16 years.  Chloe, Kirsta and Spencer followed.  He enjoyed nothing more than holding court and having a beer with his dear friends at the local dog park. Jock absolutely loved his dogs and admitted recently he couldn’t imaging his home without a one.

Jock was a doer and never let the grass grow under his feet.  If he wasn’t hoeing, planting and working in his garden, tinkering in his garage, he was down at the factory unit with Blair doing what he loved – talking with everyone and everybody who would listen.  His weekly lotto collection around all the business units in the complex was something he relished as he could continue the conversation all afternoon.  He always had his bruiser of a spaniel Spencer with him until while chatting with unit owners Spencer disgraced himself by helped himself to staff lunches and was forever banned! If you knew Jock you would know he would just turn up at your door step unannounced and walk straight across the threshold without any qualms as he couldn’t believe that you wouldn’t want to chew the fat with him. His irresistible charm and sense of humor was renowned and no one really could refuse him.