Kevin Rebholz, 69, of Dunnellon, Florida, passed on December 14, 2021 after a courageous battle with medical ailments.
Kevin was born on November 21, 1952 in Levittown, New York. He graduated from Saint Thomas Aquinas in Fort Lauderdale, FL and succeeded in the auto industry for over a thirty year span.
The simplest pleasures in life brought great joy to Kevin. He enjoyed things like quiet evenings, listening to Stevie Ray Vaughnan, fishing, cars, the Miami Dolphins, Jeff Dunham, and The Three Stooges. He had an uncanny ability to be liked by everyone who met him.
Kevin is survived by his wife, Patty and stepson Steven Miller of Dunnellon, FL. He is also survived by his daughters Jennifer (John) Groenendaal of Orlando,FL; Grace (Chris) Everest of Murphy,NC; Heidi Rebholz of Tucson,AZ; and son, Matthew Rebholz and first wife, Lorraine Quinette of Vero Beach, FL. In addition, he is survived by his beloved grandchildren Michael, Jackson, Joseph,and Lily. And his brother Ed (Jill) Rebholz of Fort Lauderdale,FL and Andy (Kathy) of Fernandina Beach,FL.
Kevin is proceeded in death by his daughter, Mary, brothers Art and John, and parents Arthur and Joanna Rebholz.
"God did not promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, or sun without rain, but he did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way. If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it." -Unknown
"Let your hearts not be troubled. Believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father's house are many rooms. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, that where I am you may be also." John 14:1-3
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You are always in our hearts,Dad.
You were like a second father to me growing up, so many wonderful childhood memories filled with laughter and love. You were always so kind to me and always made me feel as If I was one of your own. Thank you for always driving half way so that I could see GiGi every summer. Youll never know how much that truly meant to a 12 year old girl whose mom hated driving, who just wanted to be with her friend. I love you, please hug my sister and Mary for me. Laura Medina “Ellison”
Kev and I worked together in our 20s. We often drove to work together from West Boca down to Davie. What a good guy with a big heart. I haven't seen him in 35 years and I still miss him. Rest in peace big fella! My condolences to his family and friends. Tony Martorano