Kirk D. Matteson
March 22, 1960 ~ March 13, 2017
Kirk D. Matteson, 56, of Trumbull Township, died Monday, March 13, 2017, at home. He was born March 22, 1960, in Ashtabula, Ohio, the son of John and Helen (Dusenbury) Matteson.
Kirk graduated from Geneva High School in 1978 and lived in Ashtabula County most of his life. After graduation Kirk became a telephone cable splicer and did so for most of his life. He moved to Loudonville, Ohio in 1994 and became the proud owner of the Little Brown Inn Motel. In 2005 he moved back home to Geneva. Kirk was an avid hunter, fisherman and loved hiking.
He is survived by his mother, Helen, his daughter Krista Matteson, his brothers Jeff Tuomala and Matt Tuomala, a niece, and several nephews.
No services have been planned at this time.
The Behm Family Funeral Home of Madison is assisting the family.
Friends may leave condolences online at www.behmfuneral.com
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I am so very sorry for your recent loss. Losing a loved one can be a very difficult time for many families. I hope the resurrection promise brings you peace and comfort. At Acts 24:15 we are promised to see our loved ones again. Won't it be wonderful to see that time come true? Please accept my sincere condolences.
Dear Helen, Jeff, Matt and family, I am so sorry for your loss of your son, your brother, your father and your friend. We are not always able to help those we love dearly to find answers to life's difficult challenges. I am keeping you all in my thoughts and prayers. I ask that you find comfort in knowing that Kirk is forever in the palm of GOD's hand. As no one can ever pluck us from his palm even in our darkest moments. He is now at peace with whatever was causing his pain and emotional discomfort. We have to trust that as painful it may seem, to those left behind, GOD has it all under control. Many tears have been disguised as blessings. Time will pass, good memories will prevail and your hearts will hold the forgiveness needed to move closer to keeping his fond memories dear in your heart. Remembering “footprints in the sand” as we are never alone. Lisa Parobek