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It’s with great sadness and deep gratitude that the Sanders family announces the passing of our beloved Page P. Sanders after a long, courageous battle with Parkinson’s disease. Page died peacefully at home on June 21, 2024, with her devoted husband by her side. Page was a wonderful, generous, creative wife, mother, grandmother, friend and community member.Page was born in Washington, D.C., on August 10, 1943, but was raised in Short Hills, New Jersey by her parents, along with her four siblings.After graduating from Miss Porter’s School in Farmington Massachusetts, Page went on to receive her BS in Education from Wheelock College, Boston, in 1965. Post-college, she found a job in the San Jose California School District and thus moved to the West Coast to start her career. Two years later, she met the love of her life, Ferrell, whom she married. They had two sons and raised them in Palo Alto.Once her sons were launched, Page pursued her true passion, Garden Design. She established her own business designing residential gardens and earned her degree in Ornamental Horticulture from Foothill College. Her garden designs can be found in many homes on the peninsula as well as contributing to the All-Souls Memorial Garden at Palo Alto’s St. Mark’s Episcopal Church.Page enjoyed a wide range of interests and activities among them walks, hikes, alpine skiing, traveling, bird watching and gardening. Page was a very social person with a keen eye for decorating and an accomplished cook, she enjoyed spending time with her friends and family, plus hosting special events. She especially enjoyed celebrating Christmas with her family in the Lake Tahoe home and watching the sunset and fireworks on the 4th of July in Weekapaug RI.Page is survived by her husband, Ferrell, of 56 years, her son, grandchildren, siblings, nieces and nephews, plus countless friends and extended family members. She will be deeply missed, but her impact on our lives will be felt for generations.

Ricardo M. Urbina, a trailblazing Latino lawyer who scored victories for civil liberties as an empathetic federal judge and for civil rights as a record-breaking track star — helping to fuel an epochal protest at the 1968 Olympics — died on Monday in Washington. He was 78.

His death, in an assisted living facility, was caused by complications of Parkinson’s disease, his son, Ian Urbina, said.

Judge Urbina, the first Latino appointed to the Superior Court of the District of Columbia and the United States District Court in Washington, figured most prominently in cases that originated with the federal government’s war against terrorism and that put him at odds with the administration of President George W. Bush.

In 2007, he extended habeas corpus rights to Shawqi Ahmad Omar, a citizen of Jordan and the United States who was about to be transferred to Iraqi custody to be tried as a terrorist.

In 2008, Judge Urbina ordered the release of a number of prisoners being held at the Guantánamo Bay detention camp in Cuba, including 17 from the Uyghur Muslim minority in western China. They had been imprisoned since 2002, but the judge ruled that they did not threaten the security of the United States.

In 2009, Judge Urbina dismissed the indictment of five Blackwater Worldwide security guards who had pleaded not guilty in the shooting deaths of 17 Iraqi civilians in Nisour Square in Baghdad while the guards were under U.S. government contract to escort an embassy convoy.

The judge accused State Department lawyers of a “reckless violation of the defendants’ constitutional rights” by claiming that they could be fired if they refused to be interviewed about the massacre and that their statements would not be used against them in a criminal proceeding. An appeals court reinstated the charges against four of the guards; they were convicted in 2014.

In 2010, Judge Urbina upheld the District of Columbia’s strict gun regulations, but his ruling was voided by an appeals court, whose opinion was affirmed by the U.S. Supreme Court.

As the first Latino federal judge in the District of Columbia, Judge Urbina worked tirelessly to “not be the first and only,” said Kenia Seoane Lopez, a Superior Court judge in Washington. “He personified dignity, integrity and commitment at the highest levels.”

Ricardo Manuel Urbina was born on Jan. 31, 1946, in Manhattan and was raised in East Harlem and then in Jackson Heights, Queens, where he moved with his family when he was 8. His father, Luis, an immigrant from Honduras, was a machinist. His mother, Ramona (Hernandez) Urbina, who was originally from Puerto Rico, was a secretary.

Ricardo was a high school and college middle-distance track star. He set several records at various distances as a student at Monsignor McClancy Memorial High School in Queens, from which he graduated in 1963, and he won several titles, including the 1966 NCAA indoor championship in the 880-yard run, as a student at Georgetown University.

In May 1966, The New York Times described his performance at a New York Athletic Club meet in Pelham Manor, N.Y., where he finished in one minute and 48.3 seconds, as “exceptional under any circumstances.” (It was disallowed as a meet record, The Times reported, only because the starting gun was fired before any official at the starting line had blown a whistle to alert the timers.)

Judge Urbina graduated from Georgetown in 1967 with a degree in English and Hispanic culture. “I had started college trying to fulfill my parents’ wish that they have a doctor in the family — but organic chemistry ate me alive,” he recalled in an interview with Columbia University’s Center for Oral History in 2013.

He was studying law at Georgetown when he was rejected for membership in the New York Athletic Club, where he would have been the first Black member. The club, which The Times described in 1967 as “a citadel of white Christianity,” was considered the pre-eminent training ground for college graduates aspiring to make the U.S. Olympic team.

He was told only that the membership “quota” of track and field athletes had been met, but in an interview in 1968 with The Hoya, the Georgetown student newspaper, Judge Urbina blamed “a 100-year-old history of discrimination toward Negroes, Jews and other minorities by the N.Y.A.C.”

Judge Urbina was listed as white on his birth certificate, but he identified as Black, as his mother had. He said at the time that he was less interested in becoming a symbol of the Black Power movement than in inspiring young Puerto Ricans, like those who cheered him at track meets with chants of “Vaya, Ricardo.”

“I got a lot from athletics that I couldn’t have gotten at home or at school,” he told The Times in 1967. “I learned to stick to something, have faith in myself and confidence in others, like the coach, and to look at people as equals.”

He missed making the 1968 Olympic team in the trials by less than a second.

His rejection in October 1967 prompted the Black Panthers to picket the Millrose Games at Madison Square Garden and triggered a boycott of the Athletic Club’s 1968 track meet, also at the Garden. The protest drew the support of the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., Jackie Robinson and Muhammad Ali as well as the Black American sprinters Tommie Smith and Lee Evans.

Six months later, in what some viewed as a culmination of his challenge to the N.Y.A.C., during the medal ceremony for the 200-meter sprint at the Olympics in Mexico City, Mr. Smith and the Black American runner John Carlos, in silent protest over the plight of African Americans, raised black-gloved fists as the U.S. national anthem played and bowed their heads away from the American flag.

Decades later, Judge Urbina’s grandson, Aidan, would describe the episode in a school history project as “one of the most iconic Black protests in modern history.”

In addition to his son, Ian, a former reporter for The Times and the director of the Outlaw Ocean Project, a human rights and environmental journalism group, Judge Urbina is survived by a daughter, Adrienne Jennifer Urbina; his wife, Coreen (Saxe) Urbina; two brothers, Louie and Alberto Urbina; and his grandson. His first marriage, to Joanne Elizabeth McCarron, ended in divorce.

Judge Urbina was creative when it came to sentencing defendants. He required some to write books about their transgressions to help explain the impact their actions had on themselves and on others, and he ordered most of them to appear before him again every six months to measure their progress.

He meditated daily, and learned the Japanese martial art Aikido when he was in his 50s, according to a 2011 profile in The Washington Post.

“I try to see where my biases and prejudices that day are hiding,” he told The Post. “If you don’t find them, they have a tendency to come out at the most unusual of times.”

His priority, he said, was rehabilitation, to return defendants to society. “I do not have a passion for punishment,” he said. “If there is a way the court can contribute to the rehabilitation process, it is more likely the person will return to the mainstream.”

Joe L. Clark, M.D., age 82, of Westminster Canterbury, Lynchburg, died on June 17, 2024 from Parkinson's Disease. He was born in Sandusky, Ohio to Melvin and Ethel Clark and raised in Delray Beach, Florida. He is survived by his loving wife Elinor Ann, whom he married on June 16, 1962; son Evan of Winchester, Virginia; sister, Kay Winters of Springfield, Ohio; and granddaughter, Isabella, daughter of our son Spencer and his wife Marilee, who live in Lakewood, Colorado; and many nephews, nieces, and cousins. Joe was pre-deceased by his son Spencer and niece Michelle Minuck.

Joe loved sports. He was the fastest 40-yard dasher in his school, landing him the role of running back of the football team. He was scouted and recruited by Division I and II colleges. Joe served his country in the United States Air Force as a surgeon, stationed at Langley Air Force Base from 1968 to 1970. Joe also loved intellectual pursuits and was educated at Emory, Harvard, Duke, the University of Iowa, and CVCC.

Joe practiced ENT/Head and Neck Surgery in Lynchburg for 30 glorious years. He was also active in community projects, including Cub Scouts, Boy Scouts, Habitat for Humanity, and Christmas in April. In addition, he served as bone marrow donor chairman and president of the Lynchburg Rotary Club when it had 120 members. He and Elinor Ann were asked by the Boy Scouts to administer a program for high school students wherein they could earn ski tickets in exchange for learning CPR and First Aid.

Joe also loved flying and held land, commercial, instrument, and multi-engine ratings. His favorite co-pilot was Elinor Ann, who too is a pilot.

Joe was a member of First Presbyterian Church, where he served as an elder, deacon, Sunday school teacher, and Bible School teacher and was active in the Men's Bible Study. He did mission work in Malawi, Africa, and in Gulfport, Mississippi.

Most of all, Joe was known for his easy smile and pleasant disposition.

Joe's family would like to express its gratitude to many "marvelous angels," who were friends and family, staff at Westminster Canterbury and Westminster at Home Hospice who provided loving care for Joe during his illness.

Rhonda Kramer, age 88, formerly of Wallace, died June 16, 2024, at The Maples at Centennial in North Platte.

Rhonda was born September 12, 1936, to Henry and Hattie (Lair) Van Boening on the family farm 4 miles south of Wallace, Nebraska. She graduated from Wallace Public School in 1953, then attended Bryan Memorial Hospital School in Lincoln where she graduated as a Registered Nurse in 1957. 

Before taking her first job at the Grant Hospital in Grant, Nebraska, she met Arnold Martin Kramer, whom she married November 27, 1957. The couple moved to Kansas City, KS, in 1958 where Rhonda worked at the Veterans Hospital while Arnold attended seminary, and during this time she bore two sons: Jonathan and Michael.  From 1961 until 2000, the family lived throughout the northern Great Plains states where they pastored in five American Baptist Churches and three more sons, David, Timothy, and Andrew, were born. Additionally, they served four United Methodist Churches before retiring to Wallace in 2000.

In 2010 her fourth son, Timothy Lee, died an untimely death and she was diagnosed with Parkinson's disease. In 2015 Rhonda moved into full care nursing in Grant. Her third son, David Alan, succumbed to colon cancer in 2019.

When she was 10 years old, her older sister Bonnie Ruth died.  Since Rhonda had no other sisters or daughters, almost everywhere she went, she gained friends that seemed to her as sisters or daughters. There was Phyllis and Elva from nursing training, Edna Smith and Pam Evelyth from Union Center, Janet Kocher and Hazel Wyss from Onega, Bev from Big Springs, Katie Shirm and Susie Hodges from Ravenna, Janet Kilgore of Wallace, and Kathy Peterson of Grant.  Each of these women became lifelong spiritual sisters.

All her life, Rhonda was a woman of family and faith.  She began attending worship services with her family at a country school east of the farm, then in the Wallace United Methodist Church. In the churches where Arnold pastored, Rhonda helped by teaching Sunday school, playing the piano, and leading Bible studies.  Rhonda spent her entire life dedicated to others and loved being a mom and a pastor's wife.

She is survived by her husband, Arnold M. Kramer; sons, Jonathan Kramer (Miriam), Michael Kramer and Andrew Kramer (Becky); grandchildren, Nathan Kramer, Laura De Leon Fabian (Kevyn), Kyle Kramer, Henry Kramer, Isaac Kramer, Jenna Kramer and Adam Kramer; great-grandchildren, Leo De Leon Fabian and Thomas De Leon; step grandchildren, Jessi de Quevedo (Juan)  and Paola Pineda; and step great-grandchildren, Alejandro Funes, Diego Funes, Elizabeth Quevedo, Zoe Quevedo and Juan Miguel Quevedo.

Rhonda was also preceded in death by her parents; brothers, Dale and Gary Van Boening;  and daughters-in-law, Mixamides del Transito Rojas de Kramer and Carmen Dalila Mejia de Kramer.

Sharon Kha, whose career in journalism was followed by more than two decades at the University of Arizona, where she served as spokeswoman under two presidents, died in June at the age of 80.

The former associate vice president for communications is remembered by colleagues for her skill in representing the university in good times and bad.

"The most important thing I remember about her was that she was extremely calm during circumstances that were not always calm," said President Emeritus Manuel Trinidad Pacheco, who led the university from 1991-97. "She always did the work to make sure the university was well represented, and she did that well. Her journalistic attributes shone through clearly in that atmosphere."

Kha's career in journalism included jobs with KTKT radio and KGUN-TV in Arizona. She served at the university from 1983-2005.

Kha is also being remembered for her strength and humor in approaching her 2003 diagnosis of Parkinson's disease. 

"Sharon was an engaging, bubbly personality even before she got hit with Parkinson's disease," said  President Emeritus Peter Likins, who served from 1997-2006. "But her remarkable courage and inner strength surfaced most dramatically when she faced that devastating illness with public performances filled with humor and humility, singing her own delightful version of the 'Parkinson's Rap.'"

Kha posted a series of raps about her condition on her YouTube channel. In a 2010 ABC News story, Kha said she realized "being able to make fun of your frailties" was an important tool in approaching the challenges of Parkinson's.

Kha is survived by her son, David Kha, and a brother, Wesley Heinrichs. A celebration of life is planned for the fall, with details to be announced at a later date. C

Lawrence E. "Larry" Gleason, 75, of Guilford, died on Friday, June 14, 2024, died of complications due to Parkinson's disease.

He was born on November 4, 1948, in Sidney, the son of the late Lawrence Sr. and Louise (Stephens) Gleason. He graduated from Sidney High School in 1967 and later joined the United States Navy and served honorably until 1973, returning to Sidney, Larry attended a tool and die course at the Bendix Corporation which later became Amphenol, in Sidney where he worked until his retirement.

Larry's hobbies included woodworking, genealogy, and caring for his three horses. He was an excellent mechanic and restorer of MGs - with one of his cars recently on display at the Northeast Classic Car Museum in Norwich. Larry was also a longtime volunteer fireman for the Guilford Fire Department where he served as an officer in several capacities.

Larry is survived by his sisters, Cynthia (Vincent) Capaccio, of Virginia and Mary Anne (Michael) Porter, South Carolina; son, Aaron S. Gleason of Connecticut; grandson, Josh Gleason; and two great-grandchildren; Holden and Ivyana. He was predeceased by his son, Brian P. Gleason in 2018.

Michael J. Iampieri, a Loyola Blakefield art teacher whose in-the-dark sketches captured actors and performers on Baltimore stages, died of Parkinson’s disease complications June 13 at Gull Creek, an assisted living facility in Worcester County. The former Bolton Hill resident was 83.

Born in Baltimore and raised on Westshire Road, he was the son of Milton J. Iampieri, a Catonsville tailor, and Catherine Agate. A 1958 graduate of Mount Saint Joseph High School, he played in the school’s concert and marching bands and was an editor of the school newspaper. He also studied piano at what is today the Peabody Institute of the Johns Hopkins University for five years.

He briefly joined the Roman Catholic Xaverian Brothers and co-directed a choir and played the organ. After leaving the religious life, he earned bachelor’s and master’s degrees at the Catholic University of America in Washington. He also wrote the music for the university’s spring musical.

He joined the faculty at Loyola Blakefield, founded its art department and taught for 42 years.

“Michael was a skilled educator, a kind man, an enthusiastic arts ambassador, a friend to his students, an inspirer and dedicated to his craft,” said a former student, Towson attorney Christopher M. McNally.

“His art room smelled of fresh paint and photo development chemicals,” said Mr. McNally. “He was king of that studio. He had a signature bald head, close trimmed beard and smiling, twinkling eyes.”

“He taught me to draw what you see,” he said. “He let us shine and develop our own artistic personality.”

Mr. McNally said his teacher wanted students to draw the human face.

“It was one of the hardest things to draw, but he insisted we do it,” said Mr. McNally.

While at the Blakefield campus, Mr. Iampieri sketched live performances of student theatrical productions.

“He had this skill, making haunting images when I and my classmates were on the stage,” said Mr. McNally.

Mr. Iampieri, who also studied filmmaking at the Maryland Institute College of Art, became a regular presence at the Baltimore Theater Project, where he was named visual historian. Over the years, while seated in the auditorium — third row, right aisle — he sketched thousands of performers. He also drew at Center Stage, Peabody Institute, Left Bank Jazz Society and the Baltimore Symphony Orchestra.

“One of my teachers showed me a spontaneous non-intellectual way of drawing,” Mr. Iampieri wrote in his book, “Drawing in the Dark: The Art of Michael Iampieri,” published in 2020.

A 1987 Sun article praised his work, saying “his sketches capture the emotion of the stage,” adding that “serendipity [seems] to make it click’.”

The story explained his work “had a certain cartoon quality reminiscent of The New Yorker magazine fused with elements of [caricaturist] Al Hirschfeld and [1940s Baltimore artist] Aaron Sopher caricatures.”

“Michael was quiet, not easy to get to know and independent. He was one of the first vegetarians I ever met. His spiritual life evolved over time and his drawings were kind of a Zen moment for him,” said John Wilson, a friend and the book’s author and designer.

“No one approached drawing the way I did,” Mr. Iampieri wrote in the book. “In life drawing classes I’d do five drawings to their [other students] one drawing. Lines had to be fast and soft enough to respond. Faces and bodies are changing — I loved it.”

John Wilson, who knew him for 45 years, said, “Michael was always quick at it, so it wasn’t a far reach to capture people in movement. His drawings were unfolding — spontaneously. As the play unfolded, so did the drawings. It happens so fast.”

Of his work, Mr. Wilson said, “They happen at the moment they happen.”

“Somehow Michael’s drawings perfectly matched the energy or feeling of each performance,” said Mr. Wilson.

“He was one of the gentlest, most civilized, and good-humored individuals I’ve known.” said former Baltimore Sun artist Ann Feild Didyk, a friend, “He expressed more with a few quick strokes of a colored pencil than any artist I know.”

She recalled visiting Mr. Iampieri’s Bolton Hill studio.

“He’d put the front door key in a glove and toss it down to me on the street,” she said. “He was quite a gardener and raised snow peas on a porch. He’d make dinner and then play the piano.”

He was also a regular volunteer at Cinema Sundays at The Charles.

He donated his drawings to the Theater Project archive. Loyola Blakefield established the Michael Iampieri Award in his honor and a room at the school carries his name.

Survivors include his brother, John R. Iampieri, of Bishopville in Worcester County; a sister, Victoria Iampieri Gawel, of Utah; and nieces and nephews.

Gail Elaine Callahan, 82, of Fayetteville and Piseco, NY, died on June 11, 2024 at home with family. She died as a result of complications from Parkinson's disease.

She was a native of Ogdensburg, NY and graduated from St. Mary's Academy in 1959. Gail also received her BS from D'Youville University in 1963 and her MEd from Elmira College in 1972.

She was a proud math teacher at Ernie Davis Junior High and the business manager of Holy Family Catholics Schools in Elmira, NY.

Gail also loved Bridge and played in several golf leagues.

She was predeceased by her parents Chester and Marie Vinch.

She is survived by her husband of 58 years, Tom; daughter: Laurie (Jason) Ellis of Richmond, VA; son Michael (Angie) Callahan of Atlanta, GA; grandchildren: Regan Ellis of Boston, MA, Kathryn Ellis of New York, NY; Thomas and Elise Callahan of Atlanta, GA; brother Timmy Vinch of Ogdensburg, NY; sister Clara Gryczka, of Fayetteville, NY; and several nieces and nephews.

Guy Mainella, a sports radio pioneer who hosted the popular nightly show “Calling All Sports” on WBZ-AM for most of the 1970s, died Monday evening. He was 85 years old.

Mainella had suffered from Parkinson’s disease for the last 20 years, according to his son, Scott. He lived in Scarborough, Maine, for the past 15 years with his wife, Carole, who was his primary caregiver. He is survived by Carole, Scott, and his daughters Lisa and Lauri.

Mainella, a Wisconsin native who went to high school in Alaska and was an accomplished baseball pitcher, joined WBZ-AM on the news side in the mid-’60s. On July 15, 1969, his son’s 8th birthday, he debuted “Calling All Sports” as its sole host.

It was not the first sports radio program in the country — Bill Mazer at WNBC in New York is credited with starting the genre in 1964 — but it was a new format in Boston. Mainella’s timing couldn’t have been better, with Bobby Orr and the Bruins about to capture the region’s hearts.

“Calling All Sports” ran for 90 minutes on Tuesday through Fridays beginning at 6:30, and at 7 p.m. on Saturdays. Mainella — who also had stints on Celtics radio and television broadcasts — developed an easy rapport with guests and callers alike.

He was drawn to interesting characters, his son said. Red Sox pitcher Bill Lee occasionally filled in while Mainella was on vacation.

“I remember one classic interview where Howard Cosell and [ABC Sports president] Roone Arledge were sitting out by a swimming pool in Palm Springs,” said Scott Mainella. “My dad asked him some question or something that got him upset and he walked away from the interview for a few minutes and then came back to it. I think my dad got a kick out of that, Cosell being Cosell.”

Unlike the take-driven, antagonistic sports shows of today, Mainella conversed with his callers, sometimes keeping them on the line for several minutes.

“I think he enjoyed the hell out of it,” his son said. “I just think he brought a lot of smiles and a lot of laughs to so many people, the way he conducted himself on that show and the way he allowed people to speak their minds and interact.”

Mainella departed WBZ in 1978, two years after he moved away from sports to general talk radio at the station. He was replaced on “Calling All Sports” by Bob Lobel and Upton Bell.

“When I first came to Boston as the Patriots general manager, Guy was the first one to interview me,” Bell said on Tuesday. “He was very good, straight to the point, whether something was good or bad. He was a sophisticated host who could do everything. In his time, he was one of the best to ever do it.”

“Loved him on the radio,” said Lobel. “That was a [WBZ] lineup that couldn’t be better. Him, Gerry Williams, Larry Glick. Guy was the embodiment of a thinking man’s sports host. His humor and style were sensational and at a time when we all listened to such unique programming. He was a true unicorn.”

Scott Mainella said that while his dad loved his time being a radio host — which also included a stint with Glenn Ordway at WRKO in the ‘80s — he was a person whose interests extended well beyond sports.

“My dad had a yearning for knowledge,” he said. “He was a voracious reader with a curiosity about everything. He’d read Carl Sagan, Buckminster Fuller, James Michener, anything that he thought would interest him.”

Mainella was declared legally blind in his mid-60s, but still could read. When his eyes got even worse, he found joy in listening to audio books.

He also was a successful entrepreneur. Mainella invented a solar panel to heat domestic hot water in the late ‘70s, and owned video vending machines with VHS tapes. He and Carole ran a company with a product he created that could be used by emergency workers to cut rings off people in distress.

“He came from lower-middle-class beginnings and helped out his brothers and sisters and a lot of people in need,” said Scott. “A good soul with a great sense of humor and an always curious mind. That’s how I hope people remember him.”

Parnelli Jones, the 1963 Indianapolis 500 winner, died Tuesday at Torrance Memorial Medical Center after a battle with Parkinson’s disease, his son said. Jones was 90.

At the time of his death, Jones was the oldest living winner of “The Greatest Spectacle in Racing.”

Rufus Parnell Jones was born in Texarkana, Arkansas, in 1933 but moved to Torrance as a young child and never left. It was there that he became “Parnelli” because his given name of Rufus was too well known for him to compete without locals knowing his true identity and that he wasn’t old enough to race.

A friend came up with “Parnellie,” which was painted on the door of Jones’s 1934 Ford jalopy. The final “e” was eventually dropped, the name remained.

Jones in 1962 became the first driver in at Indianapolis Motor Speedway to qualify at over 150 mph with a four-lap average of 150.370. He was the Indy 500 pole-sitter in 1962 and 1963 and co-rookie of the year with Bobby Marshman in 1961.

He made seven starts at Indianapolis from 1961 through 1967 and led in five of those races for a total of 492 laps — which is the eighth-highest laps led total in the race’s history. In the only two starts he didn’t lead in 1965 and 1966, Jones ran mostly in second place. He finished second in 1965 and retired from there with mechanical trouble in 1966.

Considered one of the most versatile drivers of his time, Jones moved to other vehicles and won the Baja 1000 twice and a Trans-Am championship. He also had four Cup Series victories in NASCAR as well as wins in USAC sprint cars and midgets.

Jones is survived by his wife of nearly 57 years, Judy, sons PJ and Page and six grandchildren. Both of Jones’ sons had professional racing careers. PJ Jones followed in his father’s footsteps by starting the Indianapolis 500 in 2004 and 2006. Page Jones was making great strides on Midwest short tracks until he suffered serious injuries in a crash in 1994, ending his driving career.

Parnelli Jones was inducted into numerous Halls of Fame, including the Indianapolis Motor Speedway Hall of Fame, the National Motorsports Hall of Fame and both the National Sprint Car and National Midget Halls of Fame.