OBITUARY

Gerald Alton Benson

April 20, 1944March 28, 2019

Gerald Alton Benson, age 74, of Muskegon, Michigan passed away on Thursday March 28, 2019. Gerald was born April 20, 1944. He is survived by his two sisters Gladys and Alice. The family wishes to invite everyone to Celebration of Life Tuesday, April 2nd at 2 P.M. to be held at Ever Rest funeral Home and Chapel located at 1783 E. Keating Ave. Muskegon, MI 49442 Afterwards there will be a luncheon held at the V.F.W. hall at 5209 Grand Haven Rd., Norton Shores, MI 49441.

Fond memories and expressions of sympathy may be shared at www.EverRestFuneralHomeandChapel.com for the Benson family.

Services

  • Visitation Tuesday, April 2, 2019
  • Celebration of Life Tuesday, April 2, 2019
REMEMBERING

Gerald Alton Benson

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Karen McGrane

April 2, 2019

Gladys and Alice,
My thoughts and prayers are with you. Gerald was gruff at times, opinionated most of the time, but one always knew he was a genuine caring person with a great sense of humor. Take comfort in the fact that your brother had an extraordinary love for his family.


Karen McGrane

Gladys Woodyard

April 1, 2019

My brother endured a lot of challenges. He loved his family and sometimes hard to get along with. Butch when he worked, worked very hard and always completed the job. He was always ready to help anyone in need. He had a good sense of humor and loved playing jokes. I will miss him very much. Rest in peace my brother. Love you

Cindy Haan

April 1, 2019

A tribute to Uncle Butch,
He may not have been rich with money, but he was rich with family values.
He worked hard when he was able, not an ordinary job, but a job that suited him. This taught me, I have to enjoy the job I'm at or it's not the one for me.
If he had something to say, you were going to hear it whether you wanted to or not. This taught me how to speak my mind and not be someone's doormat.
He was the strongest man I've ever met, but he also had a heart of gold.
He made me angry, cry, smile, and laugh, but in the end, he was my Uncle, who I knew loved me unconditionally for who I am. And for that I am forever grateful.
R.I.P. Uncle Butch. I love you, Cindy Kay.