Jeffrey A. Hinton
February 21, 1960 – May 12, 2025
Jeff will be laid to rest in a graveside service on Thursday, June 12, 2025, at 1:30 p.m. at Ft. Custer National Cemetery, 15501 Dickman Rd., Augusta. Those wishing to attend should meet in the cortege assembly area of the cemetery at 1:15 p.m. Memorial contributions may be made to Save the Music Foundation, in c/o the funeral home.
Obituary
Age 65 of Kalamazoo passed away on May 12, 2025. Jeff was born in Watervliet, MI, on February 21, 1960, the son of William and Phyllis (Ragsdale) Hinton. Jeff was a 1978 graduate of Portage Central High School. He served his nation in the United States Army. Jeff had worked as a music roadie at Wings Stadium, the State Theatre, as well as on tour. He had also worked as a cab driver for Checker cab. As a cook at Poor Richard’s he was known as “Chef Jeff.” In his spare time he liked music, watching sports like Nascar, basketball, and football. He was a diehard Lions fan - Go Lions! He loved playing chess and was extremely good at it. He also liked reading and telling a good joke. Jeff was a good person who knew the Lord Jesus and knew that he was in God’s loving embrace, however he struggled with addiction. Jeff is survived by his siblings, William (Gloria) Hinton, Rebecca Smith, Nancy Hinton, and David Hinton; several nieces and nephews and great nieces and nephews; and friends. Jeff was preceded in death by his parents; sisters, Melinda Katz, Susan Gibson; brother-in-law, Dave Smith.
Rest in peace dear brother 🙏 ♥️
The Last Request Please don’t say that I gave up, just say I gave in, Don’t say I lost the battle, for it was God’s war to lose or win. Please don’t say how good I was, but that I did my best. Just say I tried to do what’s right, to give the most I could, not to do less. Please don’t give flowers or talk in harsh tones. Don’t be concerned about me now, I’m well with God, I’ve made it home. Don’t talk about what could have been, it’s over and it’s done. Just see to all my family needs, the battle has been won. And, when you draw a picture of me, don’t draw me as a saint. I’ve done some good, I’ve done some wrong, so use all your paint; not just the bright and light tones use some gray and dark, In fact, don’t put me down on canvas, paint me in your heart. Don’t just remember good times, but remember some bad. For life is full of many things, some happy and some sad; but if you must do something then I have one last request. Forgive me for the wrong I’ve done and with the love that’s left, Thank God for my soul’s resting. That God for I’ve been blessed. Thank God for all who loved me. Praise God who loved me best.