In Memory

John E. Wikberg, Jr
March 21, 1947 — November 12, 2025
Trevose
It is with heavy hearts that we announce the passing of John E. Wikberg, Jr., who left us on Wednesday November 12, 2025, at the age of 78. Born on March 21, 1947, in Philadelphia, PA to the late Kathleen (Baker) and John E. Wikberg, Sr and was a lifetime resident of Trevose, PA.
John leaves behind his beloved wife of 54 years, Donna M. (Carr) Wikberg. He is also survived by his loving children, Donna M. Wikberg and John E. Wikberg, III; his cherished brother, William Wikberg; and his adoring grandchildren, Grace and Liam Wikberg. John was also preceded in death by his sisters, Kathleen Keegan, Christine Wikberg and June Vickery.
John was a graduate of Bensalem High School. After graduation, he proudly served his country in the U.S. Army and was a member of the VFW Post 9765 R. Keith Anderson Memorial Post. After his service, he spent over 30 years working as a Millwright with Local #1906, where he forged lifelong friendships and built a legacy of hard work and dedication.
Known for his unwavering loyalty to the Philadelphia Eagles and Phillies, John was a true sports enthusiast. He enjoyed grilling and smoking delicious meals for family and friends, ensuring that every gathering was filled with warmth and joy. Every year, John's family trips to Key West, Florida, were a highlight, filled with laughter and sun-soaked memories. He also cherished the time spent fishing and hunting during his youth.



Louis J. Wentz (1965)
John and I spent many moments at BHS chatting about outdoor sports and fishing the Neshaminy Creek. I joined him once up at Neshaminy Falls, one of his favorite locations. I'm pleased to see he led a fulfilling life with a loving family. RIP John, I hear the fish are always biting up above.
-Lou Wentz
Kenneth Cutler (1965)
John was one of my best and favorite childhood friends. We spent a lot of time togerther participating in Boy Scouts enjoying camping trips, troop outings as well as Camp Ockanikon every summer. We played baseball every day we possibly could and played it everywhere and anywhere we could find an empty lot. And of course with whoever had a ball. Rest in peace Johmmy boy. I will remember you forever. Kenny Cutler