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Col.Robert B. Kirkconnell Jr. “Ben”


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Sarasota native, Col. Robert(Ben) Kirkconnell, Jr., 73, son of Ben and Evelyn Tison Kirkconnell, passed away in hospice care at Bay Pines VA Medical Center on January 5, 2017. He was predeceased by his parents and sister, Susan K. Coursen. Ben is survived by his beloved wife, Barbara and two sons, Robert B. III and his wife, Sara and Matthew M. and his wife, Sarah ; 5 grandchildren: Claire, Zachary, Ford, Walker, and Alistaire . In addition he is survived by his sisters: Dede Kirkconnell and Donna K. Bailey, both of Sarasota. To his nieces and nephew he was known as ‘Uncle Fun’. Ben graduated from Sarasota High School  in 1961 and from University of Florida business school in 1965. He was a proud member of Sigma Nu fraternity. Ben and Barbara married in 1966 and began their Air Force career. He was the Chief of Maintenance for the 113th Tactical Fighter Wing of the D.C. Air Natl. Guard from 1974-1990. Ben then held the executive position of USP&FO for the D.C. Natl. Guard before retiring from the Air Force in 2001. His decorations included the Legion of Merit, Vietnam Service Medal with 5 devices, Republic of Vietnam Campaign Medal, Republic of Vietnam Gallantry Cross with device, Air Force Outstanding Unit Award with valor, Presidential Unit Citation, Small Arms Expert Marksman – Pistol, Air Force Commendation Medal with device, Meritorious Service Medal with 5 devices. A funeral service with full military honors will be held at the Sarasota Natl. Cemetery on January 23, 2017 at 11:30 am. In lieu of flowers please donate to Tampa Bay Watch, 3000 Bayway South, Tierra Verde, FL 33715 or a charity of your choice. Expressions of sympathy may be viewed or submitted online at www.veteransfuneralcare.com.

 

 

 

Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Nothing has happened.

Everything remains exactly as it was.
I am I, and you are you,
and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.

Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.

Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it.

Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was.
There is absolute and unbroken continuity.
What is this death but a negligible accident?

Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval,
somewhere very near,
just round the corner.

All is well.
Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!

-Henry Scott Holland

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