Glen Miller

Glen Miller, 84, of Shelbyville, KY, passed into the kingdom of heaven Saturday May 10th, 2025.
He was born in Morehead Ky. In 1940 to the late Hazel and Alton Miller.
Glen is survived by his wife Carolyn (Seay), the love of his life for 59 years ;his 3 children, Alex (Michelle), Amanda (Bob Teague) & Andrew., 8 grandchildren, Amber Walker (Brandon), Casey Bachus, Joseph Bachus, Ashlee Clements (Spencer), Kayla McCallister (Bryce), Cori McCallister, Amy Stair (Caleb), & Alyssa Miller and 8 great grandchildren Ella, Johnny, Caroline, Jefferson, Molly, Madilynn, Asher & Carter.
Glen had 3 siblings Joan Matherly and the late Carole Miller & Wendell Miller
He was also survived by many nieces, nephews & cousins.
Glen retired from at GE as a prototype - developer. He was in the Kentucky air national guard for 6 years. He attended UL and UK and graduated from UL with his bachelor's degree. He was a very active member of Simpsonville Christian church.
Our Papaw,Pappy
Glen Miller was his name.
But to us, he was simply Papaw-our steady hand, our warm heart, our foundation.
Papaw was the truest Southern gentleman you could ever meet-quiet in strength, rich in wisdom, and endlessly full of love. A veteran, a husband, a father, a grandfather, and a great-grandfather, he wore every title with humility and honor. He was smart-not the loud, showy kind, but the thoughtful kind. The kind of smart that listened more than he spoke and paid attention to the things that really mattered.
He loved us all without conditions. Fiercely, fully, and freely. He didn't judge us-and if he did, he'd never let it show. Instead, he gave us grace. He gave us encouragement. He gave us the gift of knowing we were always enough in his eyes. There was no one more supportive, no one more steady, no one more proud of his family than Papaw.
But if there was one person he loved above all, it was his "baby doll"-his wife, his partner, his heart. From the moment he saw her, she was it. His sun rose and set with her, and theirs was a love that didn't just last-it led. It led this family. It built this family. And it inspired us all.
Papaw was a man of stories. Of facts and knowledge. Of wonder. He loved to learn. He could talk to anyone about anything-especially space, which fascinated him. He asked questions most of us would never think to ask, not because he didn't know, but because he wanted to know. He noticed everything, whether we were driving down the road or sitting in the yard. The world wasn't something that passed him by-he took it in, piece by piece.
And he loved his music when Papaw sang, you felt it. He sang to comfort babies, to lift spirits, to fill quiet rooms with something beautiful. He always had a song in his heart and a hum on his lips. His voice wasn't polished, but it was real-and that made it perfect.
He took pride in his garden-especially his tomatoes. His yard was his canvas, and he kept it just the way he liked it. He collected things that mattered to him, little pieces of joy. And he laughed in a way that made you stop and smile-because there was something so whole in that sound. Something safe. Something familiar.
Papaw was always there. Quiet in the corner, watching, listening, loving-without fanfare, without expectation. Just present. Just constant. Just him.
Our world feels quieter now. Different. He was the heartbeat of our family, and without him, it hurts to breathe. But we know what he'd want. He'd want us to keep going, to take care of one another, to laugh again, to love big, and to keep moving forward-because that's who he raised us to be.
And we know, somewhere up there, he's smiling down at us, shaking his head, and saying, "Y'all quit crying over me-I'm fine."
But the tears are still falling. Because when you lose someone like Papaw, there's no "getting over it." There's only learning how to carry it. And we will carry him-with love, with pride, and with the same steady strength he gave to us.
We love you, Papaw. We miss you endlessly.
And we'll carry you in our hearts for the rest of our lives.
Celebration of Life will be announced later.