Brother John (Jack) Moylan, O.S.F., a member of the Brooklyn Franciscan Brothers for 55 years, died July 27. He was 73.
Born in St. Catherine’s Maternity Hospital in Greenpoint, his family was living in Glendale at the time.
He attended St. Matthias School in Ridgewood; Our Lady of Victory School, Floral Park, L.I.; St. Mary’s H.S., Manhasset, L.I., and holds degrees from St. Francis College, Brooklyn Heights; N.Y.U.; Hofstra University, Hempstead, L.I.; and New York Theological Seminary, where he earned a doctor of ministry in pastoral counseling.
Among his teaching assignments were St. Brigid’s School, Bushwick; Our Lady of Angels School, Bay Ridge; and St. Bartholomew’s School, Elmhurst. He also was a math teacher and guidance counselor at St. Francis Prep, Brooklyn, and guidance counselor at St. Anthony’s H.S., South Huntington, L.I.
Brother Jack was active in the formation programs of the Franciscan Brothers since 1971 in the capacity of director of novices, director of vocations and director of temporary professed Brothers.
Since June, 1979, he had devoted his life to the ministry to the incarcerated, their families and formerly incarcerated persons.
A Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated on Saturday, Aug. 2, at 11 a.m., at the Montfort Retreat Center, Bay Shore, L.I. Burial will be in Holy Rood Cemetery, Westbury, L.I.
4 thoughts on “Obituary: Brooklyn Franciscan Brother Jack Moylan”
May you be at rest. We will miss you especially in Mill Rift.
Elise and Pat
God Bless you Brother Jack I love you dearly & will miss you! Rest in Peace my dear sweet friend!
I am so sorry he is gone he was like a father to me. He will be in my heart till the end when I will be with him again. Miss you father Jack and I will see you soon. Till then please watch over me and my family.
I am very late to this sad news. I was the director of the Nassau County Juvenile Detention Center with a career of over 30 years.
I knew Brother Jack for much of that time where he ministered to our residents and their families.
And more than once, he ministered to me.
When I retired, we lost touch and I never got the chance to truly thank him for his selfless listening.
But I have a feeling he still hears us.
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