In Loving Memory of John Stephen Sirak June 6, 1955 - August 27, 2025 Henderson, Nevada With heavy hearts, we announce the passing of John Stephen Sirak, who left this world peacefully in the early morning hours of August 27, 2025, at 4:40 a.m., at his home in Henderson, Nevada. He was 70 years old. John was born on June 6, 1955, in Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania, to John and Evelyn Sirak. He was raised in a close-knit family alongside his sister, Debi Sirak-Winton, and brother, Brian Sirak. From a young age, John embodied warmth, creativity, and an unmistakable spark that would stay with him for life. After earning his high school diploma, he pursued further education through five years of trade school, eventually establishing a long and respected career as a Union Sheet Metal Worker. He retired in 2020, leaving behind a legacy of hard work, craftsmanship, and camaraderie. On July 31, 1999, in Las Vegas, Nevada, John married his soulmate, Luanne Sirak, beginning a beautiful chapter filled with deep love, laughter, and countless shared adventures. Together, they built a life centered around family, music, joy, and unconditional devotion. John lived life fully and freely. A self-proclaimed modern-day hippie, he found happiness in simple pleasures and creative passions-camping and fishing, capturing memories through photography, experimenting in the kitchen, tending to his garden, and creating vibrant tie-dye designs. A lifelong lover of music, he was often found at concerts, soaking in the energy and rhythm of the world around him. Sports were also a big part of his life; he proudly cheered on the Minnesota Vikings, Michigan Wolverines, New York Mets, and Boston Bruins. While his interests were vast and his personality larger than life, nothing meant more to John than his role as a devoted husband, father, and grandfather. His family was his heart and his greatest joy. He was also a man of faith, a Christian whose kindness and compassion radiated through everything he did. John never met a stranger-he had a way of turning brief encounters into friendships. John is survived by his loving wife, Luanne, and his children: Stephen John Sirak, Jason Christopher Sirak and his wife Lindsey, Orland James Montoya and his significant other, Gracie, and Joseph Scott Montoya and his wife Lindsay. He leaves behind his cherished grandchildren: Aubrey Maria Montoya, Mia James Montoya, Lily Grace Montoya, Chase Stephen Sirak, and Bryce Joseph Sirak. He is also survived by his brother, Brian Sirak, and many friends and extended family members who will miss him dearly. He was preceded in death by his beloved parents, Evelyn Sirak in 2016 and John Sirak in 2018, as well as his dear sister, Debi Sirak-Winton, who passed in 2023. A private family celebration of life will be held to honor John's memory in a way that reflects his spirit-intimate, loving, and full of stories and laughter. In lieu of flowers, memorial donations may be made to the American Cancer Society or by giving blood to the American Red Cross , two causes close to the family's heart. The family extends their heartfelt thanks to all the medical angels who provided care, comfort, and support throughout John's journey. John Stephen Sirak will be remembered not only for his vibrant spirit and colorful life, but for the way he made everyone feel seen, valued, and loved. Though he is no longer here in body, his light lives on in the hearts of all who knew him. "Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference into your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that is always was. Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is absolute and unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident? Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just round the corner. All is well."