Kent D. Arthurs

Dearest Kent - As siblings near in age, we sure have gone through so much together throughout these many years. After the ´joys´ of childhood, it was awesome to become adults together, seating a new-found relationship that carried us through the many joys and challenges of life. So much was learned from you, and I´ll always be grateful. I love you forever, bro - your little sis

Please accept my deepest condolences. May the God of comfort bring peace to your hearts and minds during this difficult time.

There was no better to grow up than on Briarwood Lane in Solon Ohio in the 60's and early 70's! If we weren't at home we were at the Arthurs', playing , hanging out, eating (what was another mouth to feed) sleepovers. Hide and seek, Kick the Can, Red Rover swimming at Briar Lake - who could ask for more. When the fireflies came out we were each called home. Thanks for the memories, one and all! I love them all.

To my brother from another Mother, you will be deeply missed. In the 50+ years I've known you, I can't think of another person as kind as you. I will cherish the memories we have made. All the trips to Douglasville and Lynn & Gail and you coming to Gulf Breeze. What a blast. I know you are in a better place, no longer scared or suffering. You will be missed by many. RIP Kent.

We will miss you Kent!

Best uncle a girl could have!! Too many memories to count but so grateful that he was able to visit us in Florida a couple of years ago. Loved him with all my heart!!

I´ll always treasure the trips the four of us took to Georgia to play golf then dinner at Gumbeaux with "Train Shots". You were a true Craftsman and an inspiration to me! I will miss you on our Thursday nights out with the Guys! Rest in Peace my Friend and Hit them long and straight!

Extremely sorry to hear that Kent has passed. He was a unique individual with many friends. I actually think he inspired me to become organized because he certainly was. Stan certainly rubbed off on his engineering skills. I remember passing him at a golf tournament on a hole opposite the direction I was going where we both hit a stray ball and wound up together staring at our poor shots. He looked at me and said.... "forget it Mark, we´ll never figure out this game" and kept moving without...

Kent was the best uncle anyone could ever imagine and was more like an older brother given he was less than 13 years older. I have fond memories of him taking me skiing in NY as a kid, golfing with him as an adult and having wonderful discussions about a myriad of things when he came to visit while on his way to go see his girls. I will always cherish the time that I was able to spend with him! Truly a blessing in my life.