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Jon Stevenson, age 74, of Columbus Ohio, passed away peacefully at his home on February 20, 2026. Jon was born July 14,1951 in Springfield, Ohio a son of Steve & Betty Stevenson. Jon proudly served in the United States Coast Guard, carrying with him a lifelong sense of duty, integrity, and quiet strength. After his military service, he built a long, and meaningful career as an accountant with the Ohio Department of Parks and Recreation, where he dedicated himself to supporting the preservation of Ohio's natural Resources, and the communities who enjoyed them. Jon is survived by his loving wife, Sheila Stevenson; his daughter Michelle Frazier, son-in-law James Frazier, and his cherished granddaughter's Linsey Frazier, and Allison Frazier. He is also survived by his brother Jim Stevenson, and sister-in-law Pat Stevenson of Springfield, Ohio. The family wishes to express their deep appreciation to close family friend Lisa Harper for her kindness, support, and care for Jon throughout this tough journey. Jon was a quiet kind of strength. Selfless in a way that never asked to be noticed, never wanting, or needing. Never measuring life in possessions or material things. What mattered were the people he loved. He kept mostly to himself, content in the calm of his own company, yet his presence filled every room with steadiness. A devoted husband, and faithful father. He provided not just with his hands, but with his heart, making sure his wife and daughter were safe, cared for, and never alone. He loved his teams with a loyal fire-cheering on the Buckeyes, living and breathing every Bengals game!! Celebrating victories, and enduring losses, as if they were part of the family story. He found peace by the water-casting a line at Deer Creek, sitting quietly at the cottage at Buckeye Lake, where time seemed slower, and life felt just right. You could see the contentment that defined him. And always-always-he watched the sky. He kept an eye on the weather as if it were a personal responsibility. If you called from vacation, you could count on hearing, "Watch out for a storm... or a tornado... or a hurricane!" It was his way of loving-protecting from miles away. Keeping guard even when he couldn't be there in person. He didn't ask for much from this world. But he gave everything that mattered. His life was not loud, not flashy, not wrapped in grandeur. It was built on devotion, loyalty, quiet humor, and a deep, steady love that never wavered. And though the sky may hold storms now-we know he is still watching over us steady, protective, faithful as ever-a calm voice in the wind reminding us to be careful, to stay safe, and to hold tight to the people we love. My dad fought a long, hard battle with Parkinson's-a cruel disease that never made sense to me. I'll never understand how something so painful can happen to someone so good. Watching him struggle to walk, to rise from a chair, to do the simplest things was heartbreaking. I could see the exhaustion in him. He was so tired of fighting. His tough journey taught me how fragile life truly is. We have to cherish the good moments while we still have them. If you have dreams, chase them now-before time or illness tries to steal the chance. My dad deserved so much more from this life than he was given. I pray God has given him peace, strength, and the beautiful life in Heaven he always deserved. Jon will be greatly remembered and sadly missed. Jon's legacy lives on in the love he gave, the values he instilled, and the memories held close by all who knew him.
Love you Dad.