OBITUARY

John N. Bennett

March 31, 1932May 9, 2018
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John Neil Bennett of Fairfield, OH passed away on May 9, 2018 at Mercy Hospital Fairfield.

John was born on March 31, 1932 to Raymond S. and Lurley (Judd) Bennett in Hamilton, OH. On February 2, 1953, he married Janet Rae Whitmore. They celebrated 65 years of marriage which was an inspiration to everyone. John is survived by his wife, Janet; their three children, Vicki (Mark) Fasick, Lois (Mitch) Rhodus and John Bennett. He is also survived by his grandchildren, Chris (Brittney) Fasick, Brad (Brooke) Rhodus and Katie Osborne; and three great-grandchildren, Braxton Fasick and Grady and Laney Osborne. John was a decorated Korean Conflict Veteran who proudly served with the US Army as a radio operator. John worked as a crane operator for McGraw Construction under the Ohio Operating Engineers. He also worked maintenance for Ultimate Distributing and Bennett Beverage until his retirement. He lived a wonderful life of faith and was very instrumental in the construction and building of the Fairfield Wesleyan Church, where he also served as Superintendent and Sunday school teacher. John was a loving, honorable, giving, quiet and gentle man of his word. He was constantly doing for others without ever expecting anything in return, many times without their knowledge of his good deed. His actions spoke louder than his words. He was a great role model. John was preceded in death by his parents; brothers, Jim, Paul and Tommy Bennett; and sisters, Mary Wright and Ruth Shaeffer. Visitation will be held from 5pm until 7pm on Monday, May 14, 2018 at Webb Noonan Kidd Funeral Home, Ross Avenue at South “D” Street in Hamilton. Funeral Service will be held at 10am on Tuesday, May 15, 2018 at the funeral home. Interment with Military Honors will follow in Arlington Memorial Gardens in Mt. Healthy, OH. In lieu of flowers, the family suggests memorial contributions be made in John’s name to The Joe Nuxhall Miracle League Fields, PO Box 18146, Fairfield, OH 45014.

  • FAMILY

  • John is survived by his wife, Janet; their three children, Vicki (Mark) Fasick, Lois (Mitch) Rhodus and John Bennett. He is also survived by his grandchildren, Chris (Brittney) Fasick, Brad (Brooke) Rhodus and Katie Osborne; and three great-grandchildren, Braxton Fasick and Grady and Laney Osborne. John was preceded in death by his parents; brothers, Jim, Paul and Tommy Bennett; and sisters, Mary Wright and Ruth Shaeffer.

Services

  • Visitation Monday, May 14, 2018
  • Funeral Service Tuesday, May 15, 2018
REMEMBERING

John N. Bennett

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Janet Bennett

September 10, 2018

I didn't know for sure if I would be able to say anything today, but after hearing these beautiful, insightful tributes to John, I knew I had to at least try.

So, first of all, thank you Family for sharing some of your amazing personal experiences, memories and special stories with us. I know if wasn't easy to do. I love you, and I am forever grateful.

Your remarks came from your heart and soul - how you expressed your deep love and respect for John, considered him to be your role model and hero, and your saying how proud and honored you are to be called his Son, Daughter, Grandson, Granddaughter, Grandpa, Pee-Paw and Friend - were indeed very touching. You know how much he loved you and how proud he was of each of you.

I hope all of you who are here today have been touched in some way by this service so far, even though it may not be what you expected or is different from other services.

In case I would be able to speak today, I jotted down a few notes on my way over as to the WHY's of this service. I am thankful I am here today to tell you the WHY's.

As you know, John died suddenly on May 9th. No previous plans, and not a very clear head - just a few days to prepare for the funeral. And while we occasionally talked about making arrangements and making our wishes known, we never got around to it. The thought came to me - how about "The Story of John N. Bennett's Life - As Experienced by His Family and Friends" (I believe the Lord put that in my head.)

I thought how fitting and what better way to celebrate and honor his life than by having the Family tell what "it was all about" - what "He was all about! I asked them to write personal 'Snippet Sermons', if you will. It was a lot to ask of them, but they agreed to - and rose to the occasion. Nobody had to make up anything for an Obituary or Eulogy - it was just who he was - you had to decide what to leave out.

The reason for these Snippet Sermons was because John made it clear - He did not want a Sermon Preached at his funeral. So, while not your typical or traditional Sermon, you just experienced some Incredible, real life "Snippet Sermons" about an extraordinary man who didn't know it.

Now about the Music - John liked different kinds of music - but he loved Country Music. We included a mix, as you have already heard prior to the service, "I Swear" - "On Eagle Wings" and "I can Only Imagine". During the service you listened to "Remember When" - and you will hear two more songs as listed in the program - "Wind Beneath My Wings" and "If Tomorrow Never Comes".

You may not know the words, but they are simply beautiful. Some of the words in these songs are words he has said and he could have written some of these songs. The last song is very powerful and close to my heart.

Now you know the Whys.

As has been said repeatedly - John would be upset, overwhelmed and embarrassed and would be asking why we are doing all this and say Stop! Enough is enough.

I am thankful I am able to speak today even though I am totally unprepared and will probably repeat myself and ramble on and on. Please bear with me. I want to pay tribute to John, honor him and celebrate his life by sharing a few simple stories and giving you a little insight into our 65 plus years together.

We married when we were both young. He was the most polite, respectful, kind thoughtful person I'd ever met. From day one, he opened the car do for me. When we got married, we didn't have any money but he would get me my favorite candy bar and bring it home. He always stood back and allowed me to become who I am because of who he was. He didn't want any praise. It was not all about him ever. It was all about me. It was all about his family. It was all about his God and his church. It was all about his friends. It was all about everyone he knew.

His life is like the song "A Sermon in Shoes". John was a sermon in shoes. And the Snippet Sermons that came from the heart attest to this.

While he wouldn't be happy about our praising him, he would grateful that so many friends, family and other people are standing beside us comforting us and showing their love and support in so many ways. Thank you for being a part of this tribute, celebration and honoring of John. We are also very appreciative for your being here for us. We thank you.

You all have your own stories. Many of you have shared them with us. He touched so many people and we don't know the half of them. Last night when hundreds of people came through every body had a story about John. Someone texted one of the kids and said, When I had my tonsils out your dad was their for me. He sat with me day after day. When I could I eat anything the first thing he got me was a Big Boy. He never ever wanted any praise and he sacrificed greatly.

We were ready to start building a new church. There was never a doubt John would be very involved in all stages of the building from start to finish. He was a crane operator by trade so what did he do, but go out and buy a used crane so he could set all the steel and stuff in the new building. When he was finished with it at the new church, he drove it home. He knew how much I loved Christmas so he used the crane to put lights in the two humungous trees in the front yard. So the crane did double duty. One for the Lord and one for me. He was a wonderful, wonderful man.

He would be - I won't use the word someone else would use but he would be upset. I told them God gave them those pearly whites to bite their tongue but it must not have come through. Anyway, he deserved a service like this and more.

Don't forget we had 65 years together and I could speak or write volumes but don't fret, I'm not going to do that. Remember, I said I would share a few stories.

While we shared many wonderful experiences during these 65 years and the last 20 - 25 have been the most special of our lives. We had our ups and downs - I believe anybody that is honest will agree that life sometimes does throw us some curves, and we have struggles. But the Lord and our love and respect for each other got us through. And I say again these days were the best years of our lives. Not doing much of anything, but just being together and there for each other.

Any I would say to you that the busyness of life and your family, and your jobs, and even your church can get in the way of time and effort that you should put into family and each other. Because when it is all said and done all that other stuff doesn't matter, it is going to be gone.

One little story, John would get up from his chair, he would come over to me either on his cane or walker reach down and say, I want a "moochie" - he would give me a little kiss and say one is not enough and then kiss me again. When he came back into the room, he would give me another kiss and tell me he loved me. There wasn't a day that he didn't tell me he loved me and it came from his heart.

He usually didn't talk a lot. But when I came home from the hospital he would go into bed earlier than I did. When I went in, he was still awake or I woke him up. We would watch the news and Nightline - then we would talk. Sometimes until 2, 3 or 4 in the morning. I think we talked more in these last number of years than we ever did.

I wish we would have rekindled what we had sooner - how meaningful, wonderful, and special it was. One of the verses in "If Tomorrow Never Comes" says... "if my time on earth is through, and she must face this world without me, is the love I gave her in the past be enough to last if tomorrow never comes..." and I'm telling you, it won't be the same... but he gave me enough love to last me until I meet him in heaven.

One important thing I left out, but others mentioned - John was so unselfish. Seldom spent a dime on himself. He loved his children more than life. He was always there for them. He was always there for me too. Just recently, he took his stash money to buy me this very special cross!! He also shared with others, and loaned just about anything he owned.

This book, these little Snippets, a short story of sorts, is just the beginning - it isn't the ending because we are starting on another volume, a sequel. So what you write and you write and I write, and what we do with our lives is just a continuation. As long as HE LIVES ON, IN AND THROUGH EVERYONE OF US here today, family and friends, and all the lives he touched that we know about and those we don't, WILL KEEP HIM ALIVE, AND HIS LEGACY WILL GO ON AND ON.

Let's go forward put our priorities where they belong. Let's learn from a man who was BACKWORD, WHOSE ACTIONS SPOKE LOUDER THAN ANY WORDS, AN AMAZING ROLE MODEL - A HERO TO MANY - A MAN WHO DIDN'T HAVE TO SAY A WORD, AND YET MADE SUCH AN IMPACT ON SO MANY.

AN EXTRAORDINARY MAN... WHO DIDN'T KNOW IT!!!
HE IS MY HERO. MY EVERYTHING. IT IS AN HONOR TO BE HIS WIFE!!!

I hope this service with it's Snippet Sermons and Different Music, though not the norm has been meaningful. Perhaps you learned something new about John, or you may have been inspired or touched in a positive way by being a part of this "Tribute for a Life Well Lived".

We thank you all for being here. We greatly appreciate all your kindness, your loving spirit, the comfort we feel, and all the ways you have looked out for us and touched out lives. We love you.

Janet R. Bennett

In Memory of John

August 9, 2018

May the God of comfort keep the family in his loving arms. 1 Peter 5:6,7. I am sorry for your loss.

In Memory of John

August 9, 2018

I am truly sorry for your loss. May you find comfort and hope in the days ahead. John 6:40

In Memory of John

August 9, 2018

I am very sorry for your loss. May the God who binds up the broken-hearted and comforts all who mourn sustain your family during this difficult time - 2 Thessalonians 2:16,17.

Vicki Fasick

August 9, 2018

My Dad
My Dad, where do I begin? When you're young, you don't think your parents know much. It isn't until you start getting older that you realize just how smart they are.

When we would go to Grandma Bennett's for dinner Dad would always eat last. I didn't know why until I was older. There wasn't much food so he wanted to make sure we each got something before he took anything. If we asked if we could have more, he would tell us we would get something at home. He always put us before himself.

Dad said you couldn't get a car until you knew how to change a tire. He took me out and taught me how to change my tire. Now that I am older, I have AAA.

When he would "catch" one of us doing something we shouldn't he would usually give us "THAT" look and he didn't need to say anything.

Before my health got back, Mom, Dad, Mark and I would go to the movies on Friday afternoon and then go out to dinner.

When I was a teenager, I drove to St. Louis with a couple of my friends to a youth revival. We got there and as we were leaving to come home, my VW Bug stopped running. My Dad, brother and one of the other dad's drove up in the church van and towed it home.

My parents got married as my Dad was being deployed to Korea. He served his country with courage and pride. Some of the duties he performed while a Sergeant in the Army were the telegraph sending and receiving Morse Code, working in the PX as well as the normal duties of a dedicated soldier. I put together a shadow box with some of his military items one Christmas. I found out later that he didn't think anyone cared about his military service. So one day, he looked at some of his military mementos and threw them away. When I found that out, I was crushed. I wanted to make sure we had a military service included. I wish he had known just how much I appreciated what he did for our country and for me to have the privileges I have because of that service. For this I will always be grateful.

Dad didn't talk if we had company or we were out with others. Most people don't know the reason he did that was because he couldn't hear what anyone was saying so he just sat there quietly.

There were 22 houses on his street. He plowed all 22 drives and mowed a large number of them.

He loved to sit in his chair or swing and watch the birds, people and nature.

Dad loved dogs. Since I was blessed with Sunshine (my dog) in May of 2010, she would never go over and sit with Dad. She would bark at him. During Mom's time in the hospital, she would come and stay at Mom and Dad's when I was staying at the house. She started going over to his chair and laying down by him every time I was over there. It made Dad happy.

When Mom was in the hospital, she would get her bed jacket, earrings, hat and lipstick on before he could come in the room.

One thing I didn't learn until this year was just how much Dad loved Honey Maid Graham Crackers. Dad was known to get up at anytime. Midnight, 5am, anytime. When he would get up, he always asked for a cup of coffee and a package of Honey Maid Graham Crackers. If he got up at midnight, I gave them to him. If he went back to bed and got up again at 6:00am he got a cup of coffee and a package of Honey Maid Graham Crackers. It had to be Honey Maid Graham Crackers. We were out of Graham Crackers so someone (not mentioning any names) went to Meijer's and got the Meijer's brand. When I gave them to him, he asked me what was wrong with the graham crackers. He said the didn't taste good.

For the last number of years, whenever I would leave, he would give me a long, strong bear hug and say, "Ohhh babe, I love you sooo much."

He was a man of few words.

I will always love you, Dad

Mark Fasick

August 9, 2018

Dad was a special person that you don't find very often. He loved his family and spending time with his kids, grandkids and great-grand kids. He was always doing things for other people, not expecting anything in return.

Dad and I used to go to Applebee's once a week for many years. That was "Our Date Night" and we both enjoyed it.

Several years ago, Dad and I flew to Portland, Oregon to spend a week with my son, Chris. He didn't want to go but we persuaded him to go. He loved it so much he didn't want to come home. He said it was one of the best times he ever had.

Dad said after my Dad died, that he could never take the place of my Dad and I told him that he was always a special Dad to me.

I learned a lot from him and always respected him as a man. He was a great role model, kind, giving and loving. He wouldn't want us to grieve but just remember him as a simple man, and celebrate his life.

I hope I can be half the father and grandfather that he was.

I love him not only as my dad but as my best friend.

Christopher Fasick

August 9, 2018

Grandpa Bennett Memorial Reading

My family and I greatly appreciate everyone coming together to celebrate the life of my Grandfather, John Neil Bennett.

Anyone fortunate enough to have met my Grandpa would have quickly found out he was the most generous and giving man you could ever meet. He served and gave selflessly to God, his country, friends and family each and everyday of his life.

I'm honored and blessed to call myself his Grandson. He taught me to appreciate nature's natural beauty and to "Always do what you can, while you can." By example he showed me how to be a great man, get my hands dirty, give to others unconditionally, and love your family.

We look forward to telling our son, Braxton Bennett Fasick and any subsequent children we might have stories about their Great Grandfather and the wonderful life he lived.

Thank you all for celebrating his life today and keeping him in your hearts forever.

Our thoughts, prayers and best wishes are with you!

Love,
The Fasick Family
Chris, Brittney and Braxton

Joyce Harmon

August 9, 2018

Dear Janet,
So sorry I missed the memorial. So much I wanted to go to pay my respects to such a dear sweet man.
One of my fondest memories was seeing the two of you sitting on your swing holding hands.

John D. Bennett

August 9, 2018

I am a reluctant speaker today. Not because there aren't stories. If he knew anybody was making a fuss over him...well he'd turn over. Guess we gotcha Vern.

He was a Yes Man.
Piano moved for church...
Help someone move... didn't matter.
A Yes Man.

In contradiction he was also a No Man.
No Acculates...
No Attention...
No credit needed...
A No Man.

His last years were very frustrating for a Do-er. Saw things that needed to be done but he couldn't do them. He's doing it now.

Could say something without saying a word.

Both Discipline and Love.

Sadness of things he couldn't do.

If I or frankly anybody could get out of this world with half of what Dad did, I'd say that's a great life.

Great man that didn't know it.

Donna from Cincinnati, OH

August 9, 2018

What do you say about a gentle soul with a life well lived....

John, Sr. was a selfless man who always did for others.

He enjoyed spending the day on his John Deere taking care of the lawns of his neighbors and friends.

If you needed help, he was already at work before being asked.

He was genuinely sincere with his words and actions.

You were introduced to me as Vern; but when you let you were Dad.

Although, you are no longer here with us; You will never be forgotten.

Love & Prayers
Donna

The Broken Chain
We little knew that day, God was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly, in death, we do the same.

It broke our hearts to loose you. You did not go alone.
For part of us went with you, the day God called you home.

You left us beautiful memories, your love is still our guide.
And although we cannot see you, you are always at our side.

Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same,
But as God call us one by one, the chain will link again.
Author: Ron Tranmer