Constance June Kibler

In Loving Memory of Constance June Kibler

July 4, 1952 – October 3, 2026

There are some people whose presence becomes such a permanent part of our lives that we cannot imagine the world without them. Constance June Kibler was one of those people.

On October 3, 2026, we said goodbye to a woman who was so much more than a wife, mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, sister, and friend. She was the heart of her family. She was someone

you could come home to, someone who made a house feel like home simply by being there, and someone whose love could be felt without ever having to be spoken.

Connie was the beloved wife of Big John. Together, they shared a life and built something far more precious than they probably ever realized—a family that will carry their love forward for generations to come.

But if you asked Connie what mattered most in this world, the answer would have been simple: her children.

She loved her children with everything she had. Stacey (Nelson), Sheila (Tony), Samantha (Edmond), Johnny (Tiffany), Travis (Amber), and Danielle (Steven) were not simply her children; they were pieces of her heart walking around outside of her.

And then came her grandchildren.

They were, without question, the sunshine of her life.

Tara and Dayna; Tyler, Peyton, and Cooper; Haley, AJ, and Makaylah; Cameron and Briella; Maliah, Leilani, and Kai; and Skylar and Steven Jr each held a special place in their grandmother’s heart. She loved watching them grow, hearing about their lives, spending time with them, and simply having them around. To her, they were never “just” grandchildren. They were her joy, her pride, and some of the greatest gifts her life had ever given her.

And then came her great-grandchildren—Ameera, Amylo, Zai’mier, Rhettlynn, and Lennox—who brought yet another generation of love into her life.

Nothing made Connie happier than having her family together.

It didn’t have to be a special occasion. It didn’t have to be perfect. She just wanted her people around her.

Those ordinary moments—sitting together, talking, laughing, watching a movie, arguing over the Bengals, sharing a meal, or simply being in the same room—are the moments her family will now treasure more than anything.

Because sometimes you don’t realize you’re living the moments you’ll miss the most until they’re gone.

Connie had her own way of enjoying life. She was a proud and avid Bengals fan, and she loved her movies. Her tastes could take her from the wonder of The Wizard of Oz all the way to the terrifying world of Michael Myers. She was wonderfully herself, and those little pieces of who she was are the things her family will hold onto.

She was preceded in death by her mother, Ruthann; her father, Eugene; and her sister, Patty.

She leaves behind her husband, her children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, siblings Jimmy Plummer (Janice) and Nancy Prewitt (Don), extended family, friends, and countless memories.

But the truth is, no list of names could ever tell the story of what Connie meant to the people who loved her.

There will be an empty place now.

An empty chair.

A phone that won’t ring with her voice on the other end.

Family gatherings that will feel different because the person who loved having everyone together is no longer there to see it.

There will be birthdays, holidays, movie nights, Bengals games, and ordinary days when someone will instinctively look for her, only to remember that she isn’t coming back.

And that is the hardest part of losing someone you love.

But Connie’s love didn’t leave when she did.

It remains in every one of her children.

It shines through every grandchild who was once the sunshine of her life.

It lives in her great-grandchildren.

It is in the stories her family will tell, the laughter they will share, the traditions they will continue, and the memories that will become even more precious with time.

She gave her family something that death cannot take away:

A lifetime of love.

And while her family will spend the rest of their lives learning how to live without her, they will never have to learn how to live without her love.

Because she left that behind in all of them.

Connie, you were loved more than words could ever explain. You were needed more than you ever knew. You were the heart of a family that will forever carry a piece of you.

Your family will miss your voice.

We will miss your laughter.

We will miss having you there.

We will miss the simple comfort of knowing you were just a phone call away.

But most of all, we will miss you.

Until we meet again, Mom, Grandma, Great-Grandma, Wife, Sister, and Friend.

Rest peacefully, Connie.

Your family was your greatest gift to this world—and your love will be your greatest gift to us forever.

Forever loved.

Forever missed.

Forever our family.

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