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.


  • 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.


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

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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 to 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.

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.

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. Sine 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 tie 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 know 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 I 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 as 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.

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

Our thoughts, prayers and best wishes are with you!

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 from Ft. Myers Beach, FL

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

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

Remember Me In Quiet Days

August 9, 2018

Remember me in quiet days,
while raindrops whisper on your pane.

Remember in your memories have no grief,
let the joy we knew remain.

Remember me if once you wake,
to catch a glimpse of red sunrise.

Remember when your thoughts do turn to me,
know that I would not have you cry,
but live for me, and laugh for me.
When you are happy so am I.

Remember an old joke we shared.

Remember me when spring walks by.

Think once of me when you are glad
And while you live, I shall not die!