John Joseph Mallorey went on to the big Denny's in the sky for his perfect cup of coffee (hot, blonde, & sweet) & great conversation with his loved ones on January 1 2025 at 12:45 am.

A resident of both Davis & Weber counties in most recent years, he was always the neighbor you could count on for a cup of coffee & your own personal neighborhood watch. He prided himself on being more than just a great neighbor but becoming a lifelong friend to his neighbors & the many others he met along his way.

John was born & raised in Port Huron, MI to James "Jim" & Joann Mallorey. The oldest of 4 he was the best role model he could be to his 2 brothers & sister. It was evident very early on that he was highly intelligent & in 8th grade he tested at levels well into "genius" range. He graduated Salutatorian from Port Huron High where he played drums in "The Big Red Marching Machine" band. He was proud to tell the story of his trip to Washington D.C. with them & producing a record with the band that he still had a copy of.

John was a proud Disabled American Veteran as his favorite, worn daily hat displayed for all to read. After high school he joined the US Army & learned to speak Russian, becoming a Russian Linguist as part of their Intelligence sector. He eventually transferred to the US Air Force as a fuel specialist & was stationed at Hill Air Force Base in Clearfield, UT. After a long double shift, he decided to go to the Denny's for coffee rather than sit in traffic (what he called "the Mormon 500") & when he walked thru the doors, his life changed. "Just like in the movies her beautiful blonde hair blew in the wind & the rest of the world disappeared. That was the first time I heard the voice of God & it said to me that was the mother of my children." In 1984, just two months later he & Julie Mallorey were married & shortly after deployed to Okinawa, Japan where daughter #1, Jolinda "Yo-yo" was born. In 1991 they completed his little dream family with the arrival of daughter #2, Jaclyn "Katie". All he ever wanted was to be the best daddy he ever could be to his baby girls & he made damn sure that was the case. They will never forget how much their daddy loved them & how nothing could ever stop him from loving them. Nothing that they could ever do would change that. No matter where he was in the world, if they needed to call at 3 a.m. to ask who sang this song & when (and many other stupid questions) he was absolutely there to answer their call.

John struggled with his mental health in the last 30 years & was very proud of how far he had come. We were all proud of how far he had come. His favorite part of his normal-sih life was watching his girls with their energy together that most could not handle, & to be able to laugh & joke with them, drinking coffee & telling them how they were going to drive him crazy with their shenanigans in life. No matter the shenanigans, he never failed to tell them how much he loved them no matter what. There was nothing they could ever do to change that or make him go away. Both his girls know he is never gone & can feel him watching over them.

John is survived by his best friend & mother of his babies, Julie Mallorey& daughters Jolinda & Jaclyn (Yoyo & Katie) Mallorey, brothers Randy & Jimi Mallorey of Port Huron, MI,& his many friends & closest neighbors.

He is preceded in death by his parent Jim & Joann Mallorey, his sister Angela "Angie" Sanderson, & his uncles, aunts, friends,& fellow Veterans.

He is now with them all at that big Denny's in the sky sitting in the smoking section with his perfect cup of coffee that will never end & great conversation with all his people. He will never stop watching over us or making sure we know just how much daddy loved us.

Services will not be had here in Utah at this time & a later Celebration of Life will be announced to his loved ones when the time comes. As tribute his daughters ask that you call a loved one for no other reason except to tell them how much you love them or go for a good, long drive with the music up way too loud (& possibly going a little faster than you are advised to).