Memorial for Johnny Ray Cope

Johnny Ray Cope gained his angel wings on Christmas Eve 2020. John was loved by many, many more than we could imagine. He was and always will be his mother Donna Buckley’s warrior and hero. John was everyone’s light and joy. Though Johnny was full of smiles and strength, he had stage 4 terminal metastatic melanoma that he fought intensely for a year. For many 2020 was the year none of us wanted. But for John he went through 6 weeks of radiation, chemo pills for 6 weeks which caused complications and ended up in the hospital for 3 weeks down in Seattle. John had brain surgery that removed the brain tumors on the left and right side. He returned home to be in the care of his Mother, older sister Starla Cope and youngest sister LaKrista Buckley. John had to learn to walk again, although we practiced with him it was still challenging. His Mother became the best care taker and loving nurse. He looked forward to immuno therapy as that would have been his saving grace, at first he did really amazing but it started to put pressure on his strength. It slowly took more and more of a toll on him. Johnny kept pushing forward with it because the doctors thought it was working and doing it’s job but John got worse and worse. The things he had to re learn after brain surgery he tried to learn again but the pain increased and lost the ability to do the things that he once was able to do like walking and eating on his own. 

He left behind his beautiful 8 year old girl Westyn. His mother Donna, father John, Sisters Angel, Starla, LaKrista. And many MANY loved family members and friends. 

During his cancer treatment he wasn’t able to work for a year. No one could have planned forthis when we were promised that immuno therapy would have worked. 

Financially none of us were prepared to lay him to rest. So if you are able please help, and if you’re not, please share. 

Thank you so much for reading, and for being supportive for John.

The funds that are left over after the memorialwill go into a Savings Bond for his Daughter. 

Though your wings were ready, our hearts were not.