Kevin Lynn Kurtz was born on December 30, 1964 in Billings, Montana. He died August 15, 2023. He came to live with us at the age of 15 and left us at age 58. We moved to Jordan, Montana in February of 1983. The following is a tribute to Kevin from his friends to their adopted brother. I could have never written something so wonderful. By Mom Rhoda
The following was written by Rhonda “Phillips” Daniel and Greg Hellyer:
When Kevin first came to live with us, he had a very small wardrobe. I remember the first Sunday that he went to church with us. He said he only had a t-shirt to wear, but we didn’t care what he wore, we were just glad that he was going. Once we got there, mom had him take off his jacket and then she made him put it back on. The t-shirt read, “I’m Only Here for the Beer”. That summed up Kevin’s sense of humor. He loved life and loved to make people happy and smile. We laughed about that for years. His favorite song was “Delta Dawn” and he’d sing it for anyone. He didn’t care what he sounded like; it brought him happiness.
Kevin was naturally athletic. The first time that he waterskied he stood right up. No face plant, just up and going. Everyone was jealous! He could play any game, but he especially loved softball. He didn’t care about the weather or who was playing. Many hours were spent on the field. Then Kevin, Greg Hellyer and Vern Gagnon bought a baseball board game, and you could find them playing at all hours when they weren’t able to play the real thing. The board game eventually turned into a family game. Many days were spent with Kevin, Greg, Denim, Bret, Vern and Vern’s little brother, Joe playing that game. Everyone was his friend. He was so animated about everything, it made him fun to watch. He found the joy that we may have missed without him.
Kevin was always a good sport. He tried to find humor in things that would happen and would laugh about it for days. Sometimes it took him awhile to understand a joke, then he would laugh, and we’d have to ask him what was so funny. He’d just say, “It tickled me pink!”
He loved his dog, Fatso, fishing and people. He could be so patient and kind and his heart was pure. He was a CNA for a while, he was a favorite among the residents and the faculty. He knew just the right thing to say and was never offended or got angry.
Kevin’s battle with his own demons has finally come to an end and he has finally found peace. He has earned it! We will really miss you, Kevin.