Todd Allen Mitchell

Todd Allen Mitchell was born on February 5, 1966, in Vista, California, to David Francis Mitchell and Sharron Elisabeth Nail Mitchell. He was the middle child of three, growing up alongside his siblings, Laura and Garrett. From the beginning, Todd was an energetic, outdoors-loving boy who enjoyed riding bikes, fishing, shooting and getting into a little trouble. Some of his favorite childhood memories were the adventures he shared with Garrett and their father—family fishing trips, riding mini bikes, shooting, and the countless stories that became family legends. His father also taught him to drive and introduced him to construction, instilling in Todd the strong work ethic he carried throughout his life. As a teenager, Todd loved football and was known for his classic jeans, boots and T-shirts. After high school, he continued working construction before proudly serving in the United States Air Force. During his military service, he was stationed at Osan Air Base in Korea and traveled throughout Asia. Those experiences remained some of the fondest memories of his life.

In 1990, Todd met the love of his life, Janie. They met on New Year’s Eve, and as the new year began, they shared their first kiss. Todd always said it was love at first sight. They married on July 29, 1991, beginning a marriage that would span more than 35 years. Together they raised three children, Todd Jr., Mariah and Jake, living in Korea, Idaho, California and Texas before ultimately making Las Vegas their home. Todd was immensely proud of being a father. He loved taking his children fishing and shooting, watching his boys participate in sports, and supporting Mariah at her dance recitals and plays. He worked hard throughout his life, much of it in construction, and took tremendous pride in the things he built. One of his favorite feelings was being able to look at a building or walk into a place and proudly say, “I built that.” But while he took pride in his work, his greatest accomplishments were always his family and the life he built with Janie.

Todd often said that becoming a grandfather was the best part of life, because being a grandpa gave you a “second chance.” His four grandchildren, Macie, Carson, Todd (Bear) and Waylon, became some of the greatest joys of his life. He loved showing up for their baseball games, gymnastics, activities and everyday moments. He loved making memories with them and giving them permission to be a little adventurous when Mom wasn’t looking. Todd’s definition of success was simple: becoming a grandpa and getting to watch his grandchildren grow up. His family was never simply a part of his life—they were the center of it. Through every season, Todd and Janie stood together, always reminding one another that they would get through whatever came their way. Todd’s greatest fear was not being there to take care of Janie and watch his grandchildren grow into adults, which makes the love he poured into them throughout his life even more meaningful.

Todd was one of those rare people who could talk to anyone. He could strike up a conversation with a complete stranger and make them feel heard, seen and important. He was funny, stubborn, hardworking, loving, social and full of stories. He loved dad jokes, early-morning texts, his dog Beau, NASCAR, the Green Bay Packers, country, rock and soul music, especially the music of the 1970s and 1980s. He loved John Wayne’s The Green Berets, Mad Magazine, Archie comics and Gilligan’s Island. He loved chicken fried steak, beans, taters and cornbread, and his favorite color was purple. Most of all, he loved the outdoors. Fishing and hunting brought him peace, and fall was his favorite season because it meant changing leaves in the mountains and the beginning of hunting season. Todd looked for the good in people. One of the greatest lessons he carried from his own father was the value of hard work, and one of the greatest gifts he passed on was the ability to find joy in simple moments.

Todd passed away on September 19, 2026, during his favorite season, doing something he loved, in the mountains while hunting. He was only 60 years old, with so much more life left to live—more mountains to climb, fishing trips to take, stories to tell, jokes to make and memories to create with his family. Yet the life he did live was full of love, laughter, adventure, hard work and family. He leaves behind his wife, Janie; his children, Todd Jr., Mariah and Jake; his grandchildren, Macie, Carson, Bear and Waylon; his brother, Garrett; his extended family, friends and countless people whose lives he touched. His greatest legacy will not be the buildings he built, the places he traveled or the things he owned. It will be the people he loved, the lessons he taught, the laughter he gave and the memories that will continue to be told for generations. He will be loved, remembered and missed for the rest of our lives.