Brent Helton

This is a love letter about my husband of 30 years, Charles Brent Helton. Brent made his way to heaven after a three-year battle with cancer, a battle he fought with such courage that his will to live was never in doubt. Just ask any of his doctors and other caregivers – no matter the circumstances, Brent always had a smile and thumbs up for them. Toward the end of his journey Brent told me, in writing because he could no longer speak, that “we’re not giving up, we’re just adjusting.” Even as Brent faced death, he was at peace, because he knew he did everything humanly possible to stay with his family on earth. But God had other plans for Brent’s everlasting life to begin now.

Born in Atmore, Alabama, to Alene and Allen Helton, Brent had deep southern roots. His father died four years ago, also after a courageous battle with cancer, and had his arms open wide to welcome Brent to heaven. Brent’s grandparents, uncles, and an aunt are there too, bringing home “Brenty-boy,” as his grandmother affectionately called him. Brent loved to tell stories about his charmed southern upbringing in a close-knit family that loved each other, country living, and all things Alabama. Especially Alabama football – Roll Tide!

Brent is survived by his beloved mother Alene, sisters Connie (Jim) Tully and Becky (Glen) Watson, daughter Catherine (Jessy) Johnson, and sons Austin Helton, and Casey Helton. Brent also leaves his Uncle J.C. (Catherine) Long, Aunts Carolyn, Jean, and Peggy, and a host of nieces, nephews, and cousins. On my side, Brent leaves the Alexander family that loves him with all their hearts.

A loving father, Brent brought his three remarkable children into the world over a span of three decades – his first, Cathy was born in the 1970s, followed by Austin in the 80s, and Casey in the 90s. Brent recently wrote that Cathy was his “rhythm,” Austin his “rock,” and Casey his “roll.” Brent was also the very proud grandfather of Ely and Stella, Cathy and Jessy’s phenomenal children. Austin’s recent engagement to the amazing Abby Messmann made Brent so happy that he’s still smiling (me too).

Professionally, Brent was a “rocket guy,” much like his father who passed before him. Brent worked at Kennedy Space Center for more than 30 years where he made lifelong friendships. When Brent lost his natural voice to cancer 18 years ago, he became an active listener who people gravitated towards; he truly cared about them and they knew that.

Special thanks to Brent’s most recent employer, Craig Technologies, for going above and beyond to support him and me during this difficult time. Everyone involved lived up to the company’s values – it mattered and we are eternally grateful.

Brent was an accomplished artist who loved to sketch, draw, paint, and give his artwork to family and friends. He loved being outside in the sunshine and working in the yard. He was interested in everything and taught himself how to play the guitar. A nature lover, he loved the ocean, beachcombing, waterfalls, and hiking. A car guy, Brent loved them all, especially Jeeps, Mustangs, and the red Corvette he had for years. A family man, Brent loved us all so much and we knew it. We knew it because he always showed up; he lived in the moment with his family.

As a husband, Brent was always there for me, encouraging and loving me. In his last few months, he made sure our house and yard were in order to make things easier for me when he passed. That’s the measure of this man; Brent put others first, even as he faithfully faced this transition.

Around the time Brent took his last breath, his daughter Cathy was taking a morning walk when she was awestruck by a vision of him, smiling, so happy and peaceful floating on his back in a calm bright ocean. Cathy knew before I called her that he had passed, and we're thankful that he shared a glimpse of his ascent into heaven.

I love you Brent Helton and thank God for our 30 years together, until we meet again. Debbie