George V. Ginn

George Vernon Ginn, 83, passed away on Thursday, September 7, 2023.  George was born on July 22, 1940, in Little Rock, Arkansas.

George was hard working man with a great work ethic.  He loved playing golf, fishing, dancing, and in earlier years played football and baseball.  But most importantly, George loved his family.

He is preceded in death by his parents George Alonzo Ginn and Grace Kelley; his son George Kelly, and brother Jack Ginn.  He is survived by his wife Vickie Ginn; his children Timothy (Ashley), Trina, Georgia, Brian, Gregory, Christina (Amanda), Christopher (Natalie), Jessica (Devin, Sr.), and Jennifer.  George is also survived by 16 grandchildren, many great-grandchildren and great great-grandchildren; his sisters JoAnn Johnson and Billie Styles; along with numerous extended family and friends.

A visitation will be held on Monday, September 11, 2023, from 4pm-8pm at Hendersonville Funeral Home.  A funeral service will be conducted on Tuesday, September 12, 2023, at 11am with visitation from 10am-11am at the funeral home. 

“My dad passed today, he was 83.  He worked hard all his life, sometimes doing two jobs. But he had this saying he'd tell me when I was a kid, "If you want to spend time with me, jump in the truck."

Now, this wasn't about just riding around, it was about being close. I'd jump in that truck of his, and sometimes it was hot in there during the summer. On some days, I'd help him pick up trash, and on others, I'd just sit there while he had meetings. The truck's engine stayed off to save gas, and the radio never played to save the battery, which I thought was pretty funny now that I am older.

But sitting there, watching my dad work, I realized it was about more than just rides. It was about getting to spend time with him, his hard work, and his sacrifices.

Life got busy, and we didn't always see each other that much. But I felt like we never grew apart. As we both got older, we got even closer.

My dad could be tough, and he'd speak his mind pretty loud sometimes well all the time. But it was all out of love. He never held my mistakes against me. We'd have our disagreements, but then it was like a clean slate, and we'd move on.

Thinking back, "jumping in the truck" was more than a saying; it was a lesson. It taught me about working hard, being responsible, and, most importantly, loving with all you've got.

Now, with my dad gone, it feels like I've been told to step out of that truck. But I'll always carry those truck memories with me. They remind me of the strong love between a father and son, no matter how tough things got.”  Christopher Ginn