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Welcome & Prayer

I would like to thank everyone on behalf of the family for coming to honor and celebrate the life of Jeremy Jojola.

If you would, please pray with me as we enter into this time of remembrance.

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Reading of the Obituary - Pastor James Cosentino

On Wednesday, May 4, 2022, Jeremy D. Jojola, a beloved father, son, brother, grandson, nephew, and friend passed away at 42 years of age, in his home surrounded by loved ones.

Jeremy loved his family and friends.

He had the biggest heart and would do anything for anyone that needed it.

He was so proud of his daughters and didn't ever miss a chance to brag about them.

He enjoyed listening to his music, watching football, and talking with any and everybody.

Jeremy is survived by his daughters Ashlie and Haylie, parents Albert and Sherrie, brother John Sr., grandmother Eloisa, aunts Lynda, Karron, and Corrine, uncles Sam and Damon, nephews John Jr. and Gabriel, niece Sara, and many more loved ones.

Services will take place on May 12, 2022, at 11:00 am at the First Baptist Church in Socorro, NM.

Honorary pallbearers are John Sr. Jojola, John Jr. Jojola, Joaquin Zamora, Jared Van Landingham, and Michael Brady.

Following the services, the family will have a gathering at the Jojola Family Farm.

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Ashlie’s tribute

My dad was special that’s for sure.

He had a big smile and his laugh was one of a kind.

He was always cracking jokes and making everyone around him laugh too.

He was always so proud of Haylie and me, we could do no wrong in his eyes.

Family and friends were everything to him.

He was willing to do anything if someone needed him to.

He loved to talk and could do it for hours, with anyone.

As kids, my sister and I went everywhere with him.

I remember anywhere we went, it seemed like he knew everyone.

We couldn’t even go to the store without stopping to talk to at least 10 people.

He loved his music, we were always talking about new songs and artists and sharing our favorites.

He never gave up on the Giants even though they kept getting worse and worse.

Getting to go to New York to watch a game, was probably the best thing he could have ever done.

He always cooked the best food.

And he loved the holidays, I remember every Christmas Eve he would be up all night because he was so excited to give us our presents and couldn’t sleep.

I’m gonna miss his jokes, and his hugs, and his big laugh and smile.

I know you’re at peace now.

We love you, Dad.

Stories of Jeremy - Bobby Sage

For my Brother.

How does one find the words to describe the most important person to them in world?

This is difficult, if not impossible even if you have a commodious vernacular.

See what I did there?

Seriously though.

How?

How when the right words in any language have yet to be created so you are unable to formulate what you, only you know what is in your heart?

In the immortal words of Will Ferrell portraying James Lipton from the actor’s studio when he accomplished this mighty feat of mortal man;

Our relationship was “scrumpulescent”.

Enough being mischievous, because we would have never dreamed of being that way to anyone “uh hm”.

Let’s just start by saying Jeremy and I first met in 1979.

I already had a very comfortable life with little to no worry.

Six weeks after I saw daylight for the first time God decided we needed a Christmas gift for the entire family.

He could have discussed this with me beforehand as I had just been there and was trying to adjust to a new life as it were.

As we both grew together to understand as men “it’s not a man’s place to question God’s will.

I’ll expound about this to explain a couple life events that he carried me through.

We experienced almost every life forming, changing and deviating experience simultaneously.

We were connected at the hip from infancy, toddlers, prepubescent moving on to our teenage years.

Sorry bout that time Aunt Sherrie.

At least you got to share in the torture, I mean fun with my mom.

I met who is now my wife of seventeen years when Jeremy and I were teenagers.

He told me that I better do everything I can to not lose this one.

Just like him, I wasn’t very open to suggestion at that age.

Adrianne’s mother adored Jeremy and hated me.

Nothing really changed over the years.

He was instrumental in giving me the confidence to give it another try a few years later.

Example of God’s will and God’s timing.

Sometimes you just must recognize and listen to God’s angels.

Thank you, bro.

It worked.

You always called her sis and it meant the world to her.

He also had two others that his love eclipsed, and I say again, with words that don’t exist on earth in any language.

His daughters.

He had never been prouder of anything in his life as he rightly should be.

Amazing young women about to leave a huge footprint on the history of time.

They will carry on his legacy with just as much vigor and tenacity, if not more.

Jeremy and I would often mask our shortcomings with prideful stubbornness or even arrogance.

Not when it comes to his girls.

He melted.

He knew true humility and what it meant to be humble.

They showed him how to experience heaven on earth.

All it took was to visit with, talk about, seeing or even just telling me what he had heard when it was anything regarding Ashlie and Haylie.

Girls, I do have a huge regret and that I haven’t taken the time to get to know you more and be more involved in your lives.

Please accept my sincere apology but believe me when I say you are always welcome, and I would love to follow your amazing journey through life.

Enough emotional stuff for a minute.

I need to talk about something that won’t hit me the hardest until football season starts again.

Obviously, Jer was a raging Giant’s fan and I’m the same with the Cowboys.

We would talk throughout the week about the previous games, the trades, injuries and just the game in general.

Sunday morning between any NFC East teams were always huge but nothing bigger than the Cowboys – Giants game.

We always had a mutual understanding.

We would talk on the phone for an hour or two before kickoff.

Again, we would discuss what we like on both sides, what needs work and just the game in general.

We had a mutual understanding.

Win, lose or draw, we would never call to gloat.

That was the few times that we might go a few days without talking to each other.

It was our mutual respect for love and rivalry.

We always had football and baseball.

Y’all are ready for me to shut up so I won’t get into baseball.

We lived and learned, loved and failed.

Right or wrong it’s not man’s place to question God’s timing.

Jeremy had the courage to live his life as he chose.

Not every decision was the right one but he never waivered from moral conviction, and that is called honor.

He would have laid down his life for anyone hearing this and I’m sure may more.

I served with some pretty hardcore men and none could have stood in his shadow.