OBITUARY

Kenneth Jay Greer, Sr.

December 14, 1948November 6, 2018
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GREER, Kenneth Jay, 69, passed away on November 6, 2018 surrounded by family. He was the son of the late Jay and Jewell Greer. Kenny was preceded in death by his brother James Greer. He dedicated 37 years to Kings Dominion as a maintenance mechanic and was an avid outdoorsman. Kenny is survived by his loving wife of 45 years, Linda Greer; children, Melanie Hicks (Scott), Kenneth Greer Jr., and Brandon Greer (Melanie); grandchildren, Matthew, Andrew, Alex, and Gracie; two sisters and one brother; and a devoted cousin, Benny Price. A visitation will be held at 12:00pm on Saturday November 10, 2018 at Nelsen Funeral Home - Reid Chapel, 412 S. Washington Hwy. Ashland, VA 23005 with a funeral service to follow at 1:00pm. A reception will take place following the service. Condolences can be registered below by clicking "show your support" and then "share a memory."

Services

  • Visitation Saturday, November 10, 2018
  • Funeral Service Saturday, November 10, 2018
REMEMBERING

Kenneth Jay Greer, Sr.

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Jane Wimmer

November 10, 2018

So very sad about your dad Melanie. You honored him So beautifully with your memories and experiences you wrote about. Cherish those precious memories. God give you strength and peace, love, Jane

Margaret Hall

November 10, 2018

Linda I was sorry when I heard of your loss. My thoughts and prayers are with you and the family. God bless all of you, Love, Margaret

Jane Wimmer

November 10, 2018

Linda I am so very sorry to you and your family for the loss of your precious loved one. I pray God strengthen and carry you through this very sad time. Love, Billy & Jane

Melanie Hicks

November 9, 2018

(Continued, part III) My heart is heavy that the rest of life's journey will have Dad in memory only.
To Dad:
Your presence is missed every day! Your impact is far-reaching! I love you Dad! I am relieved that you are no longer in pain.
Since you gave your heart over to Jesus and we have too, we have the assurance that our Savior will bring our family back together again one sweet day in heaven!!!! God is good. He has given you a future beyond our wildest imaginations!
I look forward to our reunion, Dad.
Your grateful daughter,
Melanie

Melanie Hicks

November 9, 2018

(Continued, part II) ...Dad and Mom provided us with a stable life, and a home-cooked supper followed Dad getting home. Our family sat around the table each evening. Mom and Dad were a GREAT TEAM!
Dad knew how to wear his 'Big Kid' hat, too. He created countless adventures and captivating experiences; fun galore. We traveled a lot; camping out, canoeing, skiing, swimming and fishing. This had a way of affirming our value as we grew up.
When you are as independent as Dad and the "provider" your whole life, it can be uncomfortable when people reciprocate. On my Dads 50th party, we held a surprise party for him. Boy, was he surprised! He was notably uncomfortable too. Mom and I watched him look around in wonderment at all these family and friends that turned out just for him. In reflection, I hope Dad truly understood his value. Dad was a devoted loving husband, a caring supportive father, and an encouraging entertaining Grandaddy.
It is my experience that Dad had long pauses when an important decision was to be made. Once contemplated enough, he was unshakeable. One of my favorite memories was Thanksgiving 2002 when I was almost age 30. Dad rode with me on a business trip to N.C. Mom later joined us and they visited family down there (Uncle Pete) while I was working. When the time approached to drive back home, I encouraged Dad *to Ride home with Mom*. I would be fine to drive alone the following day. Over and over when the topic arose I gave Dad reasons why this would be a good idea, and maybe the windshield time could benefit me as a busy Mom. At first he plainly told me he wanted to ride with me, then as time passed, he no longer discussed his position but sat quietly without reply. The day came when Mom was leaving to make preparations for Thanksgiving dinner. Maybe Dad had heard me out and was going to hug me goodbye like Mom did...?NOPE. Dad waved goodbye to Mom and remained by me. Decision made... (Continued)

Melanie Hicks

November 9, 2018

Kenny Greer was one in a million! He was a man as strong as steel. An upright man with a heart of gold. He was a good neighbor with a witty sense of humor and a list of one-liners a mile long. These were the qualities that shined throughout his life and added to his resilience during a long battle with cancer until he passed. I was very blessed to have him as my Dad.
He was capable, confident, and determined to carry out his day's work doing right by everyone along the way. Dad did things the old-fashioned way because it was the right way to live. He grew up in a time when you helped your neighbor and people were taken for their word because it meant something. If you know anyone like this, you know this kind of person puts everyone else's needs before their own.
Dad was filled with know-how and ingenuity. Everyone who knows Dad knows he could repair anything. He did this his whole life. In the event he was without necessary parts, Dad could be counted on to even repurpose available spare parts. Dad was not brought up in a time of excess. My household called him MacGyver because of this trait.
Dad had a secret formula. He prioritized the various roles entrusted to him, and he also knew the definition of balance. He worked very hard to provide for our family but knew not to sweat the small stuff. Among the life lessons Dad taught me that I treasure the most is to Listen to your body and Slow down. After all these years, I still don't do this well, but this resounding instruction rings in my ears every day.
When I think about Dad I marvel at his endurance and how he kept such a great sense of humor. No matter how tough things got he *never*complained. He knew the strength of patience and remaining positive.
My Dad loved his family fully and purely. We always knew it. My brothers and I enjoyed running to greet Dad at the back door when he returned home from work each day Yelling "Dad's Home!" down the hallway...(continued)