JOHN CHARLES KROHN 


September 4, 1944 to March 29, 2021


John Charles Krohn, known as Jack, Big Daddy, Daddio, Dadzilla, Pops, Popasaurus Rex, Opa, El Jackador, and many other nicknames was born 4 September 1944 in Cleveland, Ohio to John Francis Krohn and Mary Jane Henry. His parents preceded him in death along with his brother Barry and sister Patricia “Trish” (Krumwiede). Jack peacefully entered eternity on 29 March 2021. 

Jack is survived by his son, Christopher Krohn, daughter Kimberly LoveJoy, daughter Heather Horton (Steve), son Patrick Krohn (Jennifer), daughter Suzanne Theil (Juergen), daughter Michelle Beebe (David), brother-in-law Scott Krumwiede, niece Rachel Cattell (Kyle), nephew Nate Krumwiede, grandson Matthew Horton (Lindsay), granddaughter Brittany Beebe, granddaughter Bailey Beebe, grandson Finnley Theil, granddaughter Amelie Theil, and the love of his life, Karen Leitz. 

Jack graduated from St. Ignatius High School in 1962 and in 1966 Jack received his B.S.B.A and commission as a 2nd Lieutenant through the Reserve Officer Training Corps program at Xavier University in Cincinnati, Ohio. Jack continued in his studies and earned his M.B.A. from the University of Denver in 1973. Jack was a world-renowned food critic who loved international cuisine as much a green chile cheeseburger from Sonic. He taught his six children to never trust anyone who puts A-1 on a steak.

Jack grew up swimming and playing baseball. Loving golf as an adult, when he could no longer play, he taught his kids to fall asleep to golf on Sunday afternoons. He loved to follow the Xavier Musketeers in college basketball, the Colorado Rockies, and the Denver Broncos. One of his greatest joys was watching his grandchildren pick up his love for swimming. His other great joy was spending time with the love of his life, Karen who he talked with every day. 

After making Germany his home when stationed with the Army in Stuttgart during the Vietnam Era, Jack developed his love for travel. He was a grill master who loved to have people over for a burger, steak, or other tasty treats. Jack had a super sweet tooth and was always known for his stashes of candy and gum. Known for his sharp wit, stubbornness, and strong will, Jack was a lovable (yet grumpy) guy who knew what he wanted when he wanted it – especially when it came to food. He loved when his family and nursing staff would sneak him forbidden treats. Jack had a passion for jazz music and died with “Ain’t That A Kick In The Head” by Dean Martin playing in the background. He may have grown up in Ohio, but Jack vowed to never leave Colorado where his heart and his Karen were. 

Regrets? Jack had a few. Yet, he did what he had to do. As the end drew near and he faced his final curtain, Jack proudly realized he lived a life that was fuller than he imagined. He loved. He laughed. He cried. He had his share of losing. Yet, he found it so amusing that all in all, he did it his way. Jack was a wandering soul, traveling a well-worn road. Defying the heaviness and brokenness of this life, the truth that set him free was leaving the only legacy that truly matters, loving God and loving people. 


Jack’s family is grateful for the wonderful providers who took such great care of him at Sunny Vista Living Center, including Anna, Sarah, Chase, and Blair. Jack’s family also appreciates the outpouring of love and support to honor his memory. A Celebration of Life will take place in the summer.