Beverly Vint

(From White Funeral Home)

Beverly Jane Vint, age 80, passed peacefully in the early morning hours of January 8, 2026. She remained strong and faithful until the end. The Bible says, “The span of our life is seventy years, or eighty if one is especially strong” (Psalm 90:10), and Beverly truly exemplified that strength throughout her life.
Beverly was born on October 16, 1945, in Beloit, Kansas, to Joe and Jessie Muck. She was the second daughter in a family of six, growing up with four sisters and one brother. She was preceded in death by her mother and father, her sister Ilene, and her brother Marvin.

During the first 40 years of her life, Beverly traveled extensively. She was raised on a farm in Downs, Kansas, later leaving to attend school in California, and eventually finding her way to Arizona, where her deep love for the desert took hold. That love never faded; even after moving away, she made it a point to return to the desert as often as possible. In time, Beverly followed her beloved daughter to Missouri, where she put down roots, surrounded by family, and lived out a full and meaningful life.

Beverly was dearly loved and is survived by her only daughter Kim and son-in-law Ron Kirkpatrick of Shell Knob, Missouri; her three granddaughters: Cassity Flygare (and her husband Shaun), Colleen Mahurin (and her husband Leon), and Cortney Reeves (and her husband Dakota). She was a proud great-grandmother to Blake (and his wife Addie), Heath, Mason, Max, Waylon, Cash, June, and Iris; Her three sisters: Susan and Dave Hackerott, Jolene Sherrard and Loren Weeks, and Joyce Hake, along with many nieces, nephews, cousins, and cherished friends.

Beverly was baptized as one of Jehovah’s Witnesses on March 26th, 2011 and remained faithful until her final breath. Some of her last words were meant to comfort those she loved, assuring them not to worry—she was not alone, because Jehovah was with her. Her deep love for Jehovah and Jesus, and her strong hope in the Bible’s promise of a future paradise—where she will be resurrected, perfect and healthy, and reunited with her family—sustained her faithfully to the end. She was dearly loved by many brothers and sisters in the congregation of Jehovah’s Witnesses.

Beverly was endlessly adventurous. When she was able, she loved going camping, riding on the back of jet skis and motorcycles, and she never hesitated to attempt tennis, kickball, or basketball with her grandchildren. She pushed herself to do anything—often well beyond her comfort zone—simply for the joy and entertainment of her grandkids.

She was fondly referred to by most who knew her as “Grandma Bev.” Even when not related by blood, she treated her grandchildren’s friends and the children in the congregation as her own, always doing whatever she could to make them feel special, valued, and deeply loved.

Her creativity knew no bounds. She loved inventing new board and card games, building dolls from beads and empty thread spools, and making up the most outlandish bedtime stories. That creative spirit lives on through her daughter and grandchildren. She was also a gifted seamstress whose love of sewing began at a young age and continued throughout her life. She especially enjoyed sewing aprons and bibs, and lovingly embroidered bookmarks and handkerchiefs for friends and members of her congregation. She delighted in making dresses for her granddaughters, doll clothes for her grandchildren, blankets for family and friends, and countless other handmade gifts that will be treasured for generations.

She enjoyed playing cards and board games and was well known for experimenting with creative—and sometimes surprising—cooking combinations and recipes. Above all else, Beverly loved spending time with her family. Her grandchildren held a special place in her heart, and she cherished every moment she spent with them.

It’s nearly impossible to capture everything Beverly was in just a few words. She was one of the most multifaceted people you could ever meet—brilliant and hilarious, endlessly loving, and just a little bit unhinged in the best possible way. Even when her body began to fail her, her mind never did.

With a wit that was lightning fast and a mouth that sometimes beat the filter, she could be wonderfully sweet and unapologetically blunt—a true original whose honesty and humor were as memorable as her generosity. Her larger-than-life personality filled every room she entered. How do you fit someone like that onto a single page? You don’t. You smile, laugh out loud, shake your head, and carry the stories with you forever

Arrangements are under the direction of White Funeral Home and Crematory.