Kearney W. Miller
Sep 12, 1942Dec 26, 2016
Broad Rock Baptist Church
Mon, January 02, 2017
12 : 00 PM – 12 : 00 AM
MILLER, Kearney Willie sunrise September 12, 1942 – sunset December 26, 2016. Kearney was the eldest of nine children born to his now deceased parents, Kruney Cobb Miller and Ernestine Hardy Miller. Left to cherish many special memories of Kearney are his wife and soulmate of 53 years, Elethia P. Miller; daughter Kearnetta Green (Tommie); sons Rialto C. Miller (Danita) and Landre D. Miller (Netiece). His memories are also cherished by his five grandchildren; eight great-grandchildren; three sisters; three brothers; four brothers-in-law; ten sisters-in-law; numerous nieces, nephews, cousins and many other relatives and friends. He was also preceded in death by two brothers. A memorial service will be held at Noon Monday January 2, 2017 at Broad Rock Baptist Church, 5106 Walmsley Blvd, Richmond, VA 23224 with the Rev. Kevin Cook officiating. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to the Broad Rock Baptist Church Building Fund.
Our sincere condolences,our prayers are with you.
Mr & Mrs David Lee Moore Jr lit a candle for Kearney W. Miller
Railto sorry for yourloss God bless you and your family.
Kearnetta and Family my thoughts and prayers are with you. May the peace of the Lord be with you in your time of sorrow. Weeping may endure for a night but joy comes in the morning.
To my Oak Grove family, we pray for healing and the spirit of celebration befitting one that gave us so much joy and pure laughter. He will be missed.Love you
will miss your joking and your laughter…..most of all your wisdom condolences to the family. david starks and family
Joan Maddox and Deaccon Calvin Maddox Sr and Family lit a candle for Kearney W. Miller
mr&mrs milton mc cray jr lit a candle for Kearney W. Miller
To Elethea and family we the Mc Cray family send our sincere condolences may the Lord wrap his loving arms around you all I will be getting with you one day after the memorial I will call to find out when Mr & Mrs Milton Mc Cray jr
THE MADDOX FAMILY SEND THEIR SINCERE CONDOLENCES. HIS BODY MAYBE GONE, BUT HIS SPIRIT WILL ALWAYS BE THERE IN A THOUGHT,LAUGH OR SILENCE. GOD WILL GIVE YOU STRENGTH. IT WILL GET BETTER BY AND BY.
Matasha Eaton lit a candle for Kearney W. Miller
To the Miller family. I am sorry for your loss and I am praying that God will give you strength through this difficult time.
Darlene Chinn,Former Church member
Hi, my name is Fran Steketee, and although I can’t be with all of you at Kearney’s memorial, in my mind’s eye I can see all the members of a most beautiful family, one that almost twenty years ago generously and kindly let my family become a part of. I know we could all fill up this room with bookshelves full of words ABOUT Kearney, but what I remember MOST are the words BY him–more about that soon.
We met this wonderful guy Kearney through our grandsons: his, Philip and Christopher, and my Logan, when Logan and Philip were 3 years old and going to school together. They quickly became The Three Amigos and if Kearney had lived nearer to us, I know he would have been the fourth.
The first time I met Mickie and Kearney the Amigos and I were helping Tommie and Netta move the breakable things from their rental house in several red wagons to the house they had bought up the street. Mickie walked over to meet us, Logan and me, and Kearney came half-running out of the house, smiling, to greet us, and from that time on, I was never able to be with them without going home with aching sides and tears running down my face.
When my partner, John Chambers, met him later, he told me he felt he knew this guy already, and they spent the time as the visits came and went, talking about important things, about more serious stuff. I asked John once what was so important talking about, and he said, “I-95.” Every talk they had I could see them always ending up with those aching sides. Oh, and John’s BFF is Coal, the Amigos’ handsome black Lab, also a pretty good friend of Kearney’s.
A few months ago, Netta and I were on the phone and somehow the issue of driving came up and she told me she did not want me driving from Maryland to Wilmington alone any more and I was to wait for a plane ticket. You know we went back and forth on that until I finally said, “Okay, okay, I’ll do it on one condition: I must be with you when you tell Kearney to give you his car keys,” and of course we fell out laughing. We’ll never know for sure, will we, but sorry, Netta, I think my bet is on Kearney.
I saw in him what you all saw, what everyone who knew him saw: a loving husband, father and grandfather, a great and caring friend, a man who was so comfortable with himself and with others—truly a generous and enjoyable, delightfully and naturally funny man—a great guy. And quite handsome. How he will be missed.
Thank you, Kearny, and all of you, for putting your great family’s arms around us. Much love and peace to all of you from me and my family.