Jack Lubin
September 2, 1952 ~ June 20, 2025
In loving memory of:
Jack Lubin
September 2, 1952 - June 20, 2025
“May is memory be but for a blessing”
My father & my hero, passed away peacefully, surrounded by loved ones on Friday, June 20th, 2025. He was a son, father, grandfather, and friend. He was the epitome of strength and courage, with the heart of a lamb. You are forever loved Pop Pop.
Survived by: Tanya & Douglas Dudek (daughter & son-in-law), Aleczander Tinsley (grandson), Sandi & Rick Lawrence (sister & brother-in-law), David & Joesph Appel (brothers).
Our cousin Jake Appel, wrote this and it exemplifies every detail of the man he was, in such a beautifully spoken way we wanted to share.
“To me, Jack embodied the character of the outlaw.
He had run-ins with the law (so I heard). He rode a motorcycle and drove an old Ford pickup, blue, beat up, with a confederate flag mounted on it. Was a self-proclaimed "four ball tomcat". He wore denim head to toe. Rode to Sturgis and back more than once. There was a pack of smokes in his breast pocket or rolled up in his sleeve. His teeth were a mess. But he didn't have a care in the world, and he knew how to have fun, and he had a great big deep voice and even bigger laugh.
There was a goodness and sweetness in Jack that I was taught to see by my dad. Describing Jack, Dad sometimes quoted a Bob Dylan lyric: "to live outside the law you must be honest." Jack insisted on repaying every cent he ever borrowed. Dad described the twinkle in his eye -- the spark of fun and mischievousness that they cultivated together as boys. Tom Robbins wrote about the difference between criminals and outlaws. Jack was an outlaw.
Thinking about Jack today, I kept coming to Richard Thompson's song "1952 Vincent Black Lightning" so I put it on and cried my eyes out. I don't know if Jack would have even liked the song, but it's about an outlaw and a motorcycle. There are two lyrics that hit me right between the eyes:
"And if fate should break my stride" That's how an outlaw talks about what could go wrong. Dad told me many times that Jack had at least 9 lives and he used them all. Fate broke his stride more than once. Cancers. Heart attacks. Setbacks. He strode on.
Later in the song: "When she got to the hospital / there wasn't much left / He was running out of road / He was running out of breath / But he smiled, to see her cry..." I can hardly stop crying to write this, but it sounds like Jack to me, that he would have smiled somehow. Amid all that sadness. A last outlaw gesture of happy defiance.
I'll miss you Jack.”
Jake Appel
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I love you Jack, and I'll see you on the other side. Until then, be well.
Jack,
You have and will continue to be missed. Carry on, forge the way, I'll follow you on a different day. Look for me. I'll reach for your hand. I'll see you again Sweet Man.
Always loved you,
Connie
We miss you Dad. Every day you're everywhere around me, even in the end of your battle you fought with strength and admiration. Fly high Dad 💙 My First Hero
We were honored to meet Jack while visiting our son Douglas and DIL Tanya in Florida. At the time Jack was living with them and was undergoing radiation. Even though he would be sick sometimes from the radiation, he always made an attempt to socialize with us and we took a liking to him right away. He struck us as a man who was honest, kind, and loved his daughter. He talked of old times, a bit about his life and seemed to be genuinely happy being with Doug and Tanya. I believe he found peace knowing he was loved and that he was not alone. Our deepest condolences to Tanya (and Doug – who cared about Jack as well),in their loss.
Rest in peace Jack . You left a legacy and you will never be forgotten. Rest easy
Many fun times he always lite the room up & made outages fun RIP 🙏😇
Hello I know jack since 2008 that was a bad year for me and still is to this day meet at north Anna nuclear plant we work together on the equipment hatch had a lot of good days miss them days but I know if he didn't like u he would let u know lol we got along good lot laughs and so on he will be miss rest peace Jack
There are many words to describe Jack. He had the knowledge of a set of encyclopedias. He loved knowledge and loved to share it. He knew exactly when to make an egg stand up as I saw him do that several times, he knew exactly that one day out of a year that it could happen. He enjoyed traveling and went coast to coast on his Harley Davidsons as he mastered building a few Harleys. I observed him build a 1956 Harley Davidson and he was definitely part of a Herd that took trips to Sturgis numerous times. If anyone had problems with their bike, Jack was the man to fix it. He enjoyed greatly laughter and great company, family was precious to him.
Traveling was natural to him and he fit in no matter where he went. I was fortunate enough to be by his side as we shared a week in the Bahamas and many other places. My family loved Jack as he could always keep entertainment and excitement at family gatherings. Always very respectful thoughtful and kind. We journeyed work at Summer, South Carolina Nuclear Power, as he worked numerous nuclear power plants as he knew how to use many tools and could do numerous positions from rigging to millwright to supervisors. He always found historical places to visit and enjoyed great food at some of the finest places to dine. We toured Swamp Fox sights in South Carolina, explored Civil War sights in Petersburg and to Richmond and stayed at the famous Jefferson Hotel to indulged in their famous champagne breakfast.
A master at Cribbage board and card game. Extremely hard to beat him at that game. He had a great love of the Three Stooges. Never got too old to laugh at those guys. He also had a great joy at shooting his weapons. He could hit a quarter if he could site it in. He was good.
His friends were treasures to him. he didn't mind driving hours and hours to enjoy great friendship. Keeping up with their lives meant something to him.
He always remembered to honor his love for his father and mother. He would light a candle and burn it all day in remembrance. He was proud of his heritage and always spoke rewardingly of his mother and father.
He loved his daughter beyond what words can describe. Every detail of her life filled his heart full of love, joy, his heart became gold because of her life. He was so blessed the day she entered this world and to be by her side as he exited this world had to complete his life. His entire life was meant to be meaningful for her. The beautiful woman, friend, mother, and wife she became, he had a part of being her father. It had to break his heart to leave her. Rest in peace my forever friend and how blessed I am to know Jack. Always a part of my heart!
RIP Jack always enjoyed seeing and talking to you
Rest easy my sweet friend.
Bitter sweet memories are what I’m holding onto.
You taught me so much during our time together. From the people that we encountered and the places we visited were definitely a once in a lifetime experience.
My favorite memory of you is when we would be out riding, you would reach back and hold onto my leg. Such a beautiful moment. We had our share of problems. But through it all we managed to stay friends.
Our friendship was also a once in a lifetime experience.
I’ll miss you my sweet friend (I already do).
Our phone conversations and the pop in visits often made the world a better place if only for a little while.
You fought a good fight and “I will always love you!”
Candice