Richard J. Condon Jr

Richard J. Condon, Jr., age 84, passed away on December 15, 2020. Richard was born in New Orleans and lived in the greater New Orleans area his entire life. He was a graduate of Warren Easton High School, received an associate degree in business administration from Meadows Draughn Business College in New Orleans. He earned a Bachelor’s degree in Criminology and a Master’s Degree in Education in Guidance and Counseling from Loyola University in New Orleans. Richard was married to his wonderful wife, Florence Mary Condon for over 60 years. They had two children, Richard J. Condon III (Sue) and the late Dennis Roy Condon. Richard Jr. was the beloved son of the late Richard Condon Sr. and Florence M. Condon. Grandfather of Ryan Condon and Kristi Condon. He was an executive at the Monteleone Hotel for 31 years and retired inn 2009. Before becoming a hotel executive, he retired from the New Orleans Police Department after 18 years of service. At the time of his retirement from the police, he was an administrative officer for the N.O.P.D. police academy and held the rank of Sergeant/Detective. He was a former president of The American Federation of Police, member of the Fraternal Order of Police Crescent City Lodge #2, the Police Mutual Benevolent Association, and the American Society of Industrial Security. He held a lifetime certification as a Certified Protection Professional (CPP), and a member of the American Hotel and Lodging Association. He held a certificate for a Certified Hotel Administrator. He is a past president of the New Orleans Carrolton Kiwanis Club. He was a Criminology instructor at St. Mary’s Dominican College, Tulane University and traveling seminar instructor for Northwestern University in Evanston, Illinois. He also was a certified loss prevention expert in local, state, and federal courts. Lastly, he was president of Professional Protection Consultants specializing in hotels. A memorial graveside service will be held privately by the family at Westlawn Memorial Park in Gretna.




My last request:
If you were to paint a picture of me, don’t paint me as a saint. I’ve done some wrongs, I’ve done some good, so use all your paint. Not just the bright and light ones, use some gray and dark. In fact, don’t put me down on canvas, please paint me in your heart. Don’t talk about what I could have done. It’s over and done. Don’t just remember the bad times, remember some were good. For life is full of many things, some happy and some sad, but if you must do something, then I have one last request. Forgive me for the wrongs I’ve done and with the love that’s left, so stay together and love each other. Do your very best and serve the Master in truth, faith, and surely he’ll do the rest.

Note of thanks:
Perhaps you send a lovely card or sat tearfully inn a chair, perhaps you came by our house. If so, we saw you there. Perhaps you spoke the kindest words, that any friend could say. Perhaps you were not there at all, just thought of us that day. Whatever you did to console our hearts, we thank you so much whatever the part! The Family