Jonathan Glen Woods (Jono) was born on the 20th of
August 1966 in Albany Regional Hospital. He was the
youngest son of John and Alma Woods both deceased.
Jono was also the baby brother of Marlene (dec), Moran
(dec), Billy (dec), Wayne (dec), Sandra, Marian, Jennifer,
Karen and Donald. At the age of 6 months old sadly his dad
passed away, shortly after this his mother Alma moved to
Borden, to be with her mother Granny Mena. Growing up,
Jono looked up too his big brother Billy as a father figure, as
he helped look after all the younger siblings.
As the years went by his mother Alma started a
relationship with Dave Coyne who became a second dad
to Jono and his other siblings. During Jono’s childhood he
had a good relationship with his big brother Donald,
nephews Shane, Stewie and Moose. Jono began primary
school in Borden, he was a vibrant young boy who enjoyed
getting into a bit of mischief. He often would go to the coop
with nephew Ricky and open all toys and play with
them, then put the packaging back on when they were
done.
After he completed primary school, he attended
Gnowangerup district high school. In his school years he
was eager to play football and he joined the Borden
football club, which is where his footy career kicked off.
They gave him the nickname ‘Nippy Rover’ and his number
was always the lonely number ‘1’.
At the age of 15 Jono moved to Albany, where he stayed with
his sister Marion, brother Donald and nephews also his cousin
Pearl and Wally. Jono was like their other son always mixing
with the boys playing football and still getting up to mischief
until his mother Alma moved back to Albany, he then went
home to live with her. He was always a happy go lucky young
man full of jokes. As Jono became older, he met Natalie and
the two moved from Albany to Dubbo where they welcomed
his first child, his daughter Keturah. He was a very proud dad.
He eventually became homesick and returned to WA, where he
got a job working for the Albany shire and continued achieving
his goals playing football.
It was around this time he met Rachel and the two began
quietly spending time together, Jono would often tap on
Rachels window and climb through. Soon after, it became
apparent that it wasn’t so quiet as his future mother in-law
Carol knocked on the door one evening and told him to stop
jumping through the window and to come through the front
door. 4 years later, they welcomed their first child Henry,
followed by Robert, Dorenza and finally Kriccia his black baby.
Jono always tried his best to provide his children with
everything in life and was their biggest supporter, even during
the hard times.
At 15 years old his eldest daughter Keturah came over to WA so
she could meet her family, his heart was now whole again. The
two continued to build their bond and relationship even though
there was distance between them. Jono was full of life, he loved
spending time with his brothers and sisters and always taking
the kids and many others out for adventures and activities. The
house was never empty, over the years many kids got to call it
their home too, he always welcomed everyone with open arms
and created bonds with many.
Jono had an exquisite football career that expanded from local
to state and he won many awards along the way. He put on the
guernsey for North Albany, Denmark-Walpole, Borden, South
Barker, Dubbo Demons and many others, more recently he was
selected to play in the over 55’s State veterans’ football in both
Perth and Adelaide. His age never stopped him from achieving
his goals, one could say he was too frightened to grow old and
wanted to be 21 forever with his larrikin personality. During the
final years of his life, he cherished the time spent in Perth with
his kids and grandkids who were the apple of his eye and could
do no wrong. Jono also continued building his relationship with
his eldest daughter Keturah in NSW. We could go on and, on all
day, with all the stories, adventures and memories that loved
ones have of Jono as he was a much-loved family member,
mate, uncle, pop and brother to many, he will be remembered
and missed dearly by all who knew him.