My uncle Rodger passed away about 3:15 pm today on what would have been his brother Terrill's 68th birthday. He will be missed.
His obituary from the Hampton-Gentry Funeral Home:
Rodger Sullivan, 60, of Danville, passed away March 18, 2015. He was born January 12, 1955 to the late Cassius and Letha (Collins) Sullivan in Columbia, Kentucky. He worked for Bridgeport Brass for 29 years and later for Steel Dynamics for 7 years retiring in 2013. He was a member of the Plainfield Masonic Lodge #653. Rodger is survived by his wife, Patty Lynn (Sanders) Sullivan; a son, Chad P. Sullivan; a daughter, Roshia L. Sullivan; two sisters, Fern (Virl) Murray and Geneva Underwood; mother and father-in-law, Margaret and Nathan Giles; brothers and sisters-in-law, Carol and Danny Spears and Brian and Valeria Taylor; brothers-in-law, Jeffrey, Paul, and Doug Bryant; sisters-in-law, Shirley Sullivan, Shirley Collins, Marjorie Sullivan and Nelda Sullivan; and three grandchildren, Jade and Cyle Sullivan and Reece Scott. Funeral services will be at 10:30 am on Monday, March 23, 2015 in the Hampton-Gentry Funeral Home, Plainfield, where friends may call on Sunday, March 22 from 2:00 to 6:00 pm. Burial will be in Maple Hill Cemetery, Plainfield.
Gone, But Not Forgotten
Gone but not forgotten,
is a man easily admired.
A man that loved his grandchildren
with a love that never tires.
Gone but not forgotten,
is a garage-selling fool;
who talks you down a nickel
on a two-dollar tool.
From golf carts to baby toys
to all sorts of dog cages,
it didn't matter where,
he'd find junk for all ages.
Gone but not forgotten,
is a papaw; one of a kind.
A man who puts others first,
without a second thought in mind.
Gone but not forgotten,
is a dad whose voice will never fade.
Not even for a second,
even though you went away.
The poem gives an idea what Rodger will be remembered for. First on the list is definitely his love for his family and not just his grandkids. He loved them beyond measure, but that is also true for his kids and his wife. He'd had ten siblings who were not always the easiest people to love. They could all be stubborn, but Rodger found a way to help them anyway. The last night of my dad's life, Rodger came over to help my mom with him. She'd called him on a moments notice and he and Terrill simply came and helped get him from one room to the next and stayed until it was very late, but that mom felt comfortable that dad would sleep. I'll never forget how much that helped my mom.
The fact that Rodger liked to bargain when out at garage sales, yard sales and flea markets does not surprise me any. Most of the Sullivan family is like that. If we can save a nickel or dime on anything, we will.
I'm sure Rodger was not a perfect man. Who is? But I will always remember his gentle voice. When other family members might be angry, he could keep calm. At his funeral, his nephew Sean (or maybe Wayne) told a story about Rodger being hit in the nose by a softball while he was at a family reunion. Even though hurt, he took it calmly and certainly didn't blame the batter who was married to one of his nieces.
Rodger was the youngest of those who survived to adulthood so he really was the baby of the family. He was the last to leave home and developed a special relationship with his mom. I expected Rodger to be a part of my life for my whole life. He was born the year before me and eight months earlier. He had just turned 60 in January. I will be 59 in September. I know that isn't a common age spread for a niece and an uncle. It made him more like a sibling especially during the early years. I still cannot imagine life without him as part of it. I'm glad he has those grandbabies as all three look like Rodger in some form or another and so does his son.
I'm sure Terrill was there to meet him at heaven's door. I only wonder if Terrill had a joke to play on him or not. We will all miss him so much here. If heaven is a place without tears, he won't know how much until we get there to join him.
His obituary from the Hampton-Gentry Funeral Home:
Rodger Sullivan, 60, of Danville, passed away March 18, 2015. He was born January 12, 1955 to the late Cassius and Letha (Collins) Sullivan in Columbia, Kentucky. He worked for Bridgeport Brass for 29 years and later for Steel Dynamics for 7 years retiring in 2013. He was a member of the Plainfield Masonic Lodge #653. Rodger is survived by his wife, Patty Lynn (Sanders) Sullivan; a son, Chad P. Sullivan; a daughter, Roshia L. Sullivan; two sisters, Fern (Virl) Murray and Geneva Underwood; mother and father-in-law, Margaret and Nathan Giles; brothers and sisters-in-law, Carol and Danny Spears and Brian and Valeria Taylor; brothers-in-law, Jeffrey, Paul, and Doug Bryant; sisters-in-law, Shirley Sullivan, Shirley Collins, Marjorie Sullivan and Nelda Sullivan; and three grandchildren, Jade and Cyle Sullivan and Reece Scott. Funeral services will be at 10:30 am on Monday, March 23, 2015 in the Hampton-Gentry Funeral Home, Plainfield, where friends may call on Sunday, March 22 from 2:00 to 6:00 pm. Burial will be in Maple Hill Cemetery, Plainfield.
Gone, But Not Forgotten
Gone but not forgotten,
is a man easily admired.
A man that loved his grandchildren
with a love that never tires.
Gone but not forgotten,
is a garage-selling fool;
who talks you down a nickel
on a two-dollar tool.
From golf carts to baby toys
to all sorts of dog cages,
it didn't matter where,
he'd find junk for all ages.
Gone but not forgotten,
is a papaw; one of a kind.
A man who puts others first,
without a second thought in mind.
Gone but not forgotten,
is a dad whose voice will never fade.
Not even for a second,
even though you went away.
The poem gives an idea what Rodger will be remembered for. First on the list is definitely his love for his family and not just his grandkids. He loved them beyond measure, but that is also true for his kids and his wife. He'd had ten siblings who were not always the easiest people to love. They could all be stubborn, but Rodger found a way to help them anyway. The last night of my dad's life, Rodger came over to help my mom with him. She'd called him on a moments notice and he and Terrill simply came and helped get him from one room to the next and stayed until it was very late, but that mom felt comfortable that dad would sleep. I'll never forget how much that helped my mom.
The fact that Rodger liked to bargain when out at garage sales, yard sales and flea markets does not surprise me any. Most of the Sullivan family is like that. If we can save a nickel or dime on anything, we will.
I'm sure Rodger was not a perfect man. Who is? But I will always remember his gentle voice. When other family members might be angry, he could keep calm. At his funeral, his nephew Sean (or maybe Wayne) told a story about Rodger being hit in the nose by a softball while he was at a family reunion. Even though hurt, he took it calmly and certainly didn't blame the batter who was married to one of his nieces.
Rodger was the youngest of those who survived to adulthood so he really was the baby of the family. He was the last to leave home and developed a special relationship with his mom. I expected Rodger to be a part of my life for my whole life. He was born the year before me and eight months earlier. He had just turned 60 in January. I will be 59 in September. I know that isn't a common age spread for a niece and an uncle. It made him more like a sibling especially during the early years. I still cannot imagine life without him as part of it. I'm glad he has those grandbabies as all three look like Rodger in some form or another and so does his son.
I'm sure Terrill was there to meet him at heaven's door. I only wonder if Terrill had a joke to play on him or not. We will all miss him so much here. If heaven is a place without tears, he won't know how much until we get there to join him.
My uncle Rodger passed away about 3:15 pm today on what would have been his brother Terrill's 68th birthday. He will be missed.
His obituary from the Hampton-Gentry Funeral Home:
Rodger Sullivan, 60, of Danville, passed away March 18, 2015. He was born January 12, 1955 to the late Cassius and Letha (Collins) Sullivan in Columbia, Kentucky. He worked for Bridgeport Brass for 29 years and later for Steel Dynamics for 7 years retiring in 2013. He was a member of the Plainfield Masonic Lodge #653. Rodger is survived by his wife, Patty Lynn (Sanders) Sullivan; a son, Chad P. Sullivan; a daughter, Roshia L. Sullivan; two sisters, Fern (Virl) Murray and Geneva Underwood; mother and father-in-law, Margaret and Nathan Giles; brothers and sisters-in-law, Carol and Danny Spears and Brian and Valeria Taylor; brothers-in-law, Jeffrey, Paul, and Doug Bryant; sisters-in-law, Shirley Sullivan, Shirley Collins, Marjorie Sullivan and Nelda Sullivan; and three grandchildren, Jade and Cyle Sullivan and Reece Scott. Funeral services will be at 10:30 am on Monday, March 23, 2015 in the Hampton-Gentry Funeral Home, Plainfield, where friends may call on Sunday, March 22 from 2:00 to 6:00 pm. Burial will be in Maple Hill Cemetery, Plainfield.
Gone, But Not Forgotten
Gone but not forgotten,
is a man easily admired.
A man that loved his grandchildren
with a love that never tires.
Gone but not forgotten,
is a garage-selling fool;
who talks you down a nickel
on a two-dollar tool.
From golf carts to baby toys
to all sorts of dog cages,
it didn't matter where,
he'd find junk for all ages.
Gone but not forgotten,
is a papaw; one of a kind.
A man who puts others first,
without a second thought in mind.
Gone but not forgotten,
is a dad whose voice will never fade.
Not even for a second,
even though you went away.
The poem gives an idea what Rodger will be remembered for. First on the list is definitely his love for his family and not just his grandkids. He loved them beyond measure, but that is also true for his kids and his wife. He'd had ten siblings who were not always the easiest people to love. They could all be stubborn, but Rodger found a way to help them anyway. The last night of my dad's life, Rodger came over to help my mom with him. She'd called him on a moments notice and he and Terrill simply came and helped get him from one room to the next and stayed until it was very late, but that mom felt comfortable that dad would sleep. I'll never forget how much that helped my mom.
The fact that Rodger liked to bargain when out at garage sales, yard sales and flea markets does not surprise me any. Most of the Sullivan family is like that. If we can save a nickel or dime on anything, we will.
I'm sure Rodger was not a perfect man. Who is? But I will always remember his gentle voice. When other family members might be angry, he could keep calm. At his funeral, his nephew Sean (or maybe Wayne) told a story about Rodger being hit in the nose by a softball while he was at a family reunion. Even though hurt, he took it calmly and certainly didn't blame the batter who was married to one of his nieces.
Rodger was the youngest of those who survived to adulthood so he really was the baby of the family. He was the last to leave home and developed a special relationship with his mom. I expected Rodger to be a part of my life for my whole life. He was born the year before me and eight months earlier. He had just turned 60 in January. I will be 59 in September. I know that isn't a common age spread for a niece and an uncle. It made him more like a sibling especially during the early years. I still cannot imagine life without him as part of it. I'm glad he has those grandbabies as all three look like Rodger in some form or another and so does his son.
I'm sure Terrill was there to meet him at heaven's door. I only wonder if Terrill had a joke to play on him or not. We will all miss him so much here. If heaven is a place without tears, he won't know how much until we get there to join him.
His obituary from the Hampton-Gentry Funeral Home:
Rodger Sullivan, 60, of Danville, passed away March 18, 2015. He was born January 12, 1955 to the late Cassius and Letha (Collins) Sullivan in Columbia, Kentucky. He worked for Bridgeport Brass for 29 years and later for Steel Dynamics for 7 years retiring in 2013. He was a member of the Plainfield Masonic Lodge #653. Rodger is survived by his wife, Patty Lynn (Sanders) Sullivan; a son, Chad P. Sullivan; a daughter, Roshia L. Sullivan; two sisters, Fern (Virl) Murray and Geneva Underwood; mother and father-in-law, Margaret and Nathan Giles; brothers and sisters-in-law, Carol and Danny Spears and Brian and Valeria Taylor; brothers-in-law, Jeffrey, Paul, and Doug Bryant; sisters-in-law, Shirley Sullivan, Shirley Collins, Marjorie Sullivan and Nelda Sullivan; and three grandchildren, Jade and Cyle Sullivan and Reece Scott. Funeral services will be at 10:30 am on Monday, March 23, 2015 in the Hampton-Gentry Funeral Home, Plainfield, where friends may call on Sunday, March 22 from 2:00 to 6:00 pm. Burial will be in Maple Hill Cemetery, Plainfield.
Gone, But Not Forgotten
Gone but not forgotten,
is a man easily admired.
A man that loved his grandchildren
with a love that never tires.
Gone but not forgotten,
is a garage-selling fool;
who talks you down a nickel
on a two-dollar tool.
From golf carts to baby toys
to all sorts of dog cages,
it didn't matter where,
he'd find junk for all ages.
Gone but not forgotten,
is a papaw; one of a kind.
A man who puts others first,
without a second thought in mind.
Gone but not forgotten,
is a dad whose voice will never fade.
Not even for a second,
even though you went away.
The poem gives an idea what Rodger will be remembered for. First on the list is definitely his love for his family and not just his grandkids. He loved them beyond measure, but that is also true for his kids and his wife. He'd had ten siblings who were not always the easiest people to love. They could all be stubborn, but Rodger found a way to help them anyway. The last night of my dad's life, Rodger came over to help my mom with him. She'd called him on a moments notice and he and Terrill simply came and helped get him from one room to the next and stayed until it was very late, but that mom felt comfortable that dad would sleep. I'll never forget how much that helped my mom.
The fact that Rodger liked to bargain when out at garage sales, yard sales and flea markets does not surprise me any. Most of the Sullivan family is like that. If we can save a nickel or dime on anything, we will.
I'm sure Rodger was not a perfect man. Who is? But I will always remember his gentle voice. When other family members might be angry, he could keep calm. At his funeral, his nephew Sean (or maybe Wayne) told a story about Rodger being hit in the nose by a softball while he was at a family reunion. Even though hurt, he took it calmly and certainly didn't blame the batter who was married to one of his nieces.
Rodger was the youngest of those who survived to adulthood so he really was the baby of the family. He was the last to leave home and developed a special relationship with his mom. I expected Rodger to be a part of my life for my whole life. He was born the year before me and eight months earlier. He had just turned 60 in January. I will be 59 in September. I know that isn't a common age spread for a niece and an uncle. It made him more like a sibling especially during the early years. I still cannot imagine life without him as part of it. I'm glad he has those grandbabies as all three look like Rodger in some form or another and so does his son.
I'm sure Terrill was there to meet him at heaven's door. I only wonder if Terrill had a joke to play on him or not. We will all miss him so much here. If heaven is a place without tears, he won't know how much until we get there to join him.
Inscription
Precious Memories
Gravesite Details
He was born in Dunnville, Kentucky. The obituary was in error.
