July 25, 2016

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John (Jack) W. Culp

John (Jack) W. Culp died peacefully in his sleep Monday, October 14, 2013 in Clermont, Florida. He was a young 87. Jack is survived by two grandchildren, Jonathan and Jessica Culp; and first cousin, Sarah Anne Whipple Paton. He was born and raised in Medina, the only child of John and Helen Whipple Culp. He was preceded in death by his wife, Marguerite; and his son, Denis.

Jack attended school in Medina, and especially loved playing the sousaphone in the Medina High School band.

During World War II, Jack chose the Navy, and was stationed on the island of Samar in the Philippines. Jack loved to say that he arrived in the Philippines Islands “not knowing a battleship from a cruiser,” and when the enemy heard he was there, they ended the war in three months.

After the war, Jack returned to Medina to work as a plumber, eventually taking over his father’s business. Jack measured 6’5″ in his prime, and joined the Cleveland-based ‘Skyscrapers Club’ where members had to be 6 feet or more. Here he met his wife to be, Marguerite. When the two married, Jack adopted Marguerite’s son, Denis.

Jack’s passion was travelling, and he was born to this lifestyle. His parents loved to trailer, and Jack and Marguerite often travelled in the 1947 Westcraft trailer that Jack inherited from his mother. They opened up the “Culp Country Cupboard” in Chippewa Lake and were “snow birds” in winter. After retirement, they moved to Venice, Florida but continued to spend their summers around Medina and Chippewa Lake.

Jack was a proud, long time member of the Tin Can Tourists of the World; his proudest moment was being inducted into the TCT Hall of Fame. His fondest trailer memories were the Route 40 Historic Road Caravan, and a five-month, cross-country trip he made with his mother along old Route 66. Jack has donated his 1947 Westcraft to the RV Museum & Hall of Fame in Elkhart, Indiana.

John Culp led an exceptional life. He identified himself as ‘a man of the road’ and always tried to live by the Golden Rule. He was a great story-teller, and never met a stranger. His warm grin and easy nature will be greatly missed by his family and by all those who called him friend.