Alfred Lowell Fincher

Alfred Lowell Fincher, 85, of Decatur, Alabama, went home to be with his Lord and Savior on April 8, 2026. The Celebration of Life Graveside Service will be April 15, 2026, at 1:00 pm at the Roselawn Gardens of Memory with Brother Rob Hatfield officiating. Mr. Fincher will be laid to rest at Roselawn Gardens of Memory.

Alfred Fincher is survived by his wife – Mrs. Beverly Minish Fincher, his son – Mr. Craig Lowell Fincher (Beverly), his daughters – Mrs. Amy Fincher Ratliff (Jason) & Mrs. Ali Fincher Propst (John), his sisters – Mrs. Wynona Moon (Bud) & Mrs. Bonnie Rodgers (Buel), his stepsons – Mr. Vic Minish (Kristie) & Mr. Marc Minish (Chantel), his granddaughters – Miss MaryPeyton Propst & Miss Reynolds Warner Ratliff, and a host of additional family, step-family, and friends. Each of these are a testament to the legacy of love and faith that Al poured into those around him.

He was preceded in death by his wife – Mrs. Faye Mann Fincher, his grandson – Mr. Jacob Lowell Fincher, his parents – Mr. & Mrs. Alfred Lawrence Fincher, his sister – Ms. Laverne Fincher, and brothers – Mr. Welton “Bill” Fincher (Norma) and Mr. Alton Fincher (Vonda). We have no doubt that they all greeted him with joy at heaven’s gate.

Home with His Lord

On the morning of April 8, 2026, heaven welcomed home one of its quiet and faithful servants who spent 85 years pointing others toward the God he loved.

“I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.” — 2 Timothy 4:7

A Life Well Lived

Al lived the kind of life that cannot be reduced to a single chapter. He was a man of remarkable range. He was shaped by the land, sharpened by hard work, and anchored in a faith that ran as deep as his roots.

Al was born on May 8, 1940, into a family of sharecroppers – to people who understood the dignity of labor, the dependence on God’s provision, and the value of what your hands could build and grow. Those early lessons never left him. They became the foundation of everything that followed.

He went on to become a foreman in the maintenance department at Monsanto, where his gift for fixing anything and everything earned him the trust of those around him. There was little Al couldn’t figure out, repair, or build with his own two hands. He could use duct tape and super glue to make virtually anything as good as new. In the workshop, this same gift became artistry. His woodworking was not just skilled; it was a form of love made tangible. He believed if God gave you a gift, use it in service to others.

Later, Al and his beloved wife Faye stepped into an entirely new chapter when they became owners of Sam Frank & Moore, a bridal registry and gift store. From farmland to factory floor to the pages of a wedding registry, Al never stopped growing, never stopped showing up, never stopped providing for his family.

He was also a man who loved the quiet places. The deer stand in the early morning, a fishing line in still water, the occasional turkey that didn’t know what was coming. Those moments weren’t just recreation; they were worship in the way only a man close to creation can fully understand.

The Man He Was

Al was a man of few words. That was never a limitation. It served as a signal. When he spoke, you listened. His words were never wasted, never loud, never empty. They were chosen, and they landed with weight. Short. Direct. True.

Al’s love was not flashy; it was sacrificial and steady, the kind that shows up quietly and consistently, year after year, without ever asking for recognition.

He was there with skill, with a tool, with advice when it was needed and with a listening ear when words were what someone needed most. He helped his children build their homes, navigate their lives, and find their footing, not because he had to, but because that is simply who he was.

A Man of Faith

From the moment his children were born, he made sure they knew that faith was not optional. Faith was essential. He never claimed perfection. He never pretended he had it all figured out. But he exercised his faith openly and consistently, planting seeds in the lives of Craig, Amy, and Ali and others that recognized that Christianity isn’t about perfection, but grace.

He loved his wife Faye with the kind of devotion that endures. Their life together was a partnership built on shared faith, shared work, and shared love. He took on the role of caregiver for her during her three-year battle with multiple myeloma, and when Faye went home to be with the Lord eighteen years ago, Al carried that love with him every day. He remarried after Faye’s passing, to Beverly Minish Fincher, and enjoyed traveling and church events with Central Baptist Church.

Today, we do not grieve as those who have no hope. We grieve as those who love deeply and who know, with full confidence, that Al Fincher has finished his race well. He has heard the words his life was spent earning:

“Well done, good and faithful servant.”

He is home now. He is reunited with Faye and his grandson, Jacob, as well as many other family members already in their heavenly home. He is in the presence of his Heavenly Father. And knowing Al Fincher, he is already finding something that needs to be fixed, doing it quietly, and doing it well.

The family would like to extend our deepest gratitude to Mrs. Marilyn Blankenship, Ms. Joan Brannon, and the entire staff of The Neighborhood at Priceville for the love, compassion, and care they showed our dad throughout his memory decline. It brought us great comfort and peace to know he was surrounded by people who truly loved him and cared for him as their own.

“And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.” — 1 Corinthians 13:13

Pallbearers will be Mr. Craig Fincher, Mr. Jason Ratliff, Mr. John Propst, Mr. Clark Fincher, Mr. Joe Tucker and Mr. Steven Ryan.

In lieu of flowers, please consider a memorial to Central Baptist Church, Decatur, Alabama.