Jim Mcclelland
Mr. Noran, was my dads best friend for? 30 years or so. I worked in johns maintenance department at UH for 14 years. A finer boss you couldn't ask for. Just a fine fine honest man. I shall truly miss him. Love to all jim Mcclelland
Birth date: Jul 13, 1925 Death date: Nov 10, 2025
John Edward Noran of Lakewood, Ohio passed away the morning of November 10, 2025 in his room at O’Neill Health Care, also in Lakewood. He is survived by his four children, John Eric, James (Susan), Jerald (Cyndy), and Nancy Odori Read Obituary
Mr. Noran, was my dads best friend for? 30 years or so. I worked in johns maintenance department at UH for 14 years. A finer boss you couldn't ask for. Just a fine fine honest man. I shall truly miss him. Love to all jim Mcclelland
My heartfelt condolences are with each of you. Uncle John was a robust man who offered a smile and hug as he shared kind words of his love or pride of watching the progress of my adulthood. His assurance met the world to me. My childhood memories reflect back to our family gatherings. Thanksgiving was the treasured holiday as we gathered together, whether we met at our grandparents' farm or your Lakewood family home. It is difficult to accept his loss, yet I cannot help but think of the rejoicing that happened the day he arrived in Heaven. Aunt Lois' face comes to mind, her twinkling eyes, sweet precious smile and the tender hugs she was so willing to give. Although I live miles away from each of you, my heart is with you. We have great memories. We were taught the priorities in life and how to extend that love to the ones we hold dear.
The most vivid recollections I have of Dad (when I was very young) revolve around baseball and softball.
One of my earliest memories is Dad taking me to a vacant lot at Detroit Avenue and Edwards Avenue (which later became Edwards Park) to play catch, since there wasn’t enough room in our lot on Hall Avenue and it wasn’t safe to play catch in the street.
Also, he would take me to his American Greetings League softball games, which were held all over Greater Cleveland (mostly the West Side) and I would watch him play left field and bat left-handed. Originally, he played for Maintenance, but he changed to play with Shipping because they always had the best teams. I learned a lot about the real world from interacting with the players on the Shipping team.
He took me to Cleveland Municipal Stadium to watch our beloved Indians and Browns play Major League ball.
We saw Oscar Robertson and the Cincinnati Royals when they came to town.
And who can forget seeing the Cleveland Barons play AHL Hockey at the Cleveland Arena?
But it wasn’t all about sports. He pulled us to the train tracks on a Radio Flyer Wagon when a train went by.
He pulled us on a sled after it snowed, and he also made a “Fox and Geese” track after a snow where we played a modified version of tag.
And who could forget “Space Guns?”
Dad, for all you did for us kids – THANKS A MILLION!