Kenneth Eugene Miller
30 May 1933-7 September 2024

Kenneth Miller
It is sad when a beloved family member passes away. In this case his passing is the end of a generation.
My Uncle Kenny Miller, my dad’s brother, was the last surviving child of Carl and Gertrude (Brewster) Miller. Uncle Kenny passed away last Saturday evening. He was the seventh of eight Miller children.

Carl Miller Family, 1952: (standing) Kate, Ruth, Herb, Kenny, Vernie, Helen; (seated) Ann, Gertrude, Carl, Em.
Timing is everything and we are thankful that we visited Uncle Kenny in the hospital two days before he passed away. He fell in late July, a couple days before the Miller reunion, which he and his family had planned to attend. He was recovering from that concussion when he fell a second time a few weeks later and remained in the hospital.
We had a nice visit with Kenny that Thursday and he enjoyed talking about family and retelling the old family stories. As it turned out, he retold those stories one last time.
Every one of my Miller aunts and uncles loved telling those old family stories.
Some of you may remember my Uncle Kenny. He graduated from Willshire High School in 1951, joined in the U.S. Army, and went to Tri-State College, Angola, Indiana, on the GI Bill. He graduated with a degree in chemical engineering and had a life-long career in northern Indiana.
He married Delores “Dee” Martin in 1959 and they had 4 children. After retirement Kenny and Dee enjoyed spending winters in Arizona.
Although Uncle Kenny lived several hours away, he enjoyed getting together with family, most of whom still lived in this area. He came back for his siblings’ birthday dinners and for the Miller reunion. He and Dee would also visit Dee’s sister in Van Wert several times a year, and Joe and I usually met them for lunch and to visit.

Kate, Ruth, Em, Vernie, Kenny, Herb in front, 2005
In the early 2000s, Kenny helped his siblings with their computer skills and got them (my dad Herb, Vernie, Kate, Ruth, and Em) to participate in a live computer chat once a week. They kept in touch this way every Friday morning for many years.
Uncle Kenny and I texted or called each other fairly often. We shared some of the books we read, had political discussions, and enjoyed sharing family photos and stories. He had a good memory and took the time to write down and share with me his memories of growing up on the Miller farm and his memories of his siblings. He gave me the old library table the Miller children used for their homework.

Karen sitting on Kenny’s lap, c1954
Coming from a family of eight, Uncle Kenny had a lot of family stories to tell.
Kenny was the one who sprang a mousetrap on his brother Vernie’s ear.
When he was very young, Kenny called Zion Chatt’s church balcony a haymow.
He drove a team of horses in the field and was a water boy for the threshers.
Kenny was a member of the Willshire Blue Blazers 4-H Club and his cow was 4-H Holstein Grand Champion and 3rd overall cow winner at the Van Wert County Fair one year.

Kenny & his Holstein, c1948
Before his family had a television, he went to Midlam’s Grocery in Chatt or to John Fritzinger’s house to watch TV.
Kenny and Vernie experimented with photo-shopping old photos:

Herb and Aunt Kate photo-shopped onto Herb’s old Model A
The passing of the last member from such a wonderful family is sad indeed.
Not only will we miss Kenny, but now that his generation is gone, our generation has become the oldest generation in the family. Our mortality is one step closer.
I am proud to have known each and every member of this special family and proud to say that I am a member of the Miller family.

















Very interesting and great picture (I had neersee before) of the church! Thanks for sharing this, Karen.
Ha! I see why you say that. Your original surname was probably something similar to Schmitt.
Thank you for letting me know.
I guess he could have picked a worse name lol, Thanks Karen
Thank you. I have since determined this is not one of their five generation photos. Thank you again!