Let the memory of Benjamin be with us forever.
  • 40 years old
  • Born on July 25, 1978 in United States.
  • Passed away on March 4, 2019 .
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Benjamin Nichols 40 years old , born on July 25, 1978 and passed away on March 4, 2019. We will remember him forever.
Posted by Karen Chapman on 11th March 2019
Ben was a pistol as he grew up. He had his stubborn moments, sure, who doesn't? His sense of humor? Could be warped at times, but he always spoke with the best of intentions when he joked around, and that was to make you laugh, or at least to make you smile. My life was forever changed when you were born, will forever be changed with you gone. Your mom loved you then, loves you now and will always love you.
Posted by Mary Jones on 11th March 2019
Over the years, Ben and I have had our differences. But over the past several years, as I had seen myself, Ben had truly changed, for the better. He stepped up and did what he was suppose to do. I am grateful for that. At Logan's 15th birthday, Ben and I got together and had a very meaningful conversation. We put everything aside, all water under the bridge, all start anew. It was for everyone's benefit, especially for Logan, our one light in common. We both apologized to each other at the same time, and both laughed as we shed a tear. Then we hugged and we were all unified at this point. We were family, whole once again. For this I am thankful, that we did not part on bad terms, and all was forgiven on both parts. I am so sorry that this life was cut short. he could have done much, much more, with all that potential and energy he had. We will miss you Ben... God's Speed!
Posted by Audrey Brand on 8th March 2019
Ben was a bright young one, my nephew in law. Since I first met him he had a quick wit and a sarcastic attitude. I was blessed enough to have been in his heart, he called me Aunt, I called him son. He was one of the most obstinate, driven, insightful, caring young men you could ever meet. He kept that part hidden for many years. Once he began to believe it was ok to be himself, he started to truly grow in all sense of the word. His aptitude for the Information Technology field began young. He always wanted to see how it worked and if he could make it faster and smaller. He was in his boathouse with a computer and it stuck with him throughout his life. He had a way of ensuring everyone heard a positive message while he would be fighting his own internal demons. He loved his siblings very much and would often do little things for them that they were not aware it had happened. Many things to this day are secrets, he did it for love, that was Ben. He kept the sweetness part of him hidden. He would give it as a gift to the precious few that had earned his trust. Ben had very little of that when he first came to live with us. I always loved Ben, from the first smart ass crack that would have gotten most kids slapped to the last time we spoke when he was excited about the new direction his business was taking, wearing his heart on his sleeve with his new lady and always - ALWAY looking for ways to help his son, his mother and his nephew. He had the courage of his convictions with a slightly twisted sense of humor mingled in to his form of justice. The inner strength he had earned from a young life of crisis and that sense of humor. It came as a defense mechanism or distraction...I do not know, I only know it made us laugh. The heart came from Ben, he was loud, strong, loving and independent. He loved his family, and the most important thing, the only thing that kept Ben to task when he did not want to, was Logan. He was afraid of not being a good father, and he struggled with that in the beginning. He was determined to break the cycle he endured, and he did. He was excited about his business he had grown with nothing but discarded equipment, an idea, tenacity and will. I can only hope that they allow him to visit his Grandma Vicky on his walk down the Rainbow Bridge. I wonder if Thor plays Halo. Get ready to get your ass kicked. Your brother is coming and ready for a game.
Posted by Gena Mendenhall on 8th March 2019
I met Ben when I was 13 years old. I, unfortunately, hadn't talked to him but a few times in the last 10 years, but our teens and twenties we're filled with so many deep talks, and so much more laughter. I was so proud of Ben when I heard of what he had done with his life. Working out, and eating healthy... building a business out of something that he used to use for being mischievous... Becoming the type of Dad that Logan deserved, and to really understand how huge that was for him, you'd just have to know Ben. He was my friend whether it had been a year, a month, or a decade. We would always just fall right back in where we left off. I don't know what else to say, but that the world lost a great person when he passed. His memory needs to be lovingly kept alive for his son. I know I'll enjoy telling Logan the stories of experiences I had with his father. I cannot think of many that don't have me cracking up, smiling thinking back to younger days. He will always be missed and loved by me.
Posted by Bree Nichols on 8th March 2019
So many stories to share and not enough space to fill them. There are a few things that are the most important that Benjamin gave me . He taught me how to be a stronger person. He would say and I quote "Mama you got to stand up for yourself cuz this world is ugly and you are beautiful. And if you can learn to be strong and stay beautiful you're untouchable." The other Precious part of him that he gave me was our son Logan. Who is so smart and so handsome and has all of the good qualities- attributes that's Ben ever possessed. Thank you Benjamin for being in our lives. I will forever hold you in my heart , WE miss you greatly.
Posted by Robert Sebastian on 7th March 2019
One of my best memories I have of Ben is when he had like 5 old computers, 1 mouse and keyboard, 1 monitor, and enough memory to install windows 98 on 2. He got all 5 running and had seti@home running on all of them. He instilled in me that if you try hard enough anything is possible and to always be humble.
Posted by David Cole on 7th March 2019
I've known Ben most of my life...a member of an extended family. I've always considered him, a brother and know he felt the same. Being 14 years his senior he turned to me quite a bit to share his thoughts. In the beginning of our brotherhood, I was quick to offer unsolicited advice...but over the years, I learned that what he needed the most was a non-judemental listener, a simple sounding board. This was my gift to him. Yes, he was outspoken and grouch at times...but I believe it was from the frustration at the world and wanting to see it change for the better...but feeling like his voice was not heard in the storm. He inspired me. He was a self-taught in in the information systems technology domain. Fueled by necessity to be something better outside of the 9-5, and his insatiable thirst for knowledge, drove him to entrepreneur a business starting with nothing but cast off and left over computer equipment. The Summer of 2014, he sent me pictures of his transformation...this same drive fueled him to change his lifestyle...I was TDY at that time and housed right across from a gym...if could do it, so could I...and I did. He was the first one I shared my progress with. He kept encouraging me...he wanted everyone he loved to be healthy and happy. I like to believe he had a hand in saving my life. I miss you brother. Save me chair at your table in Valhalla...we'll have a lot catch up on...till then, I raise my horn to you in Midgard.
Posted by Tammi Cole on 7th March 2019
Ben was a groomsman at our wedding in 2002. He looked very sharp in a tuxedo. Our flower girls were dressed as fairies, complete with sparkly wings. They held baskets of rose petals and tossed them in the aisle as we entered and exited. Being little girls, they would also stop and pick the petals back up so that they could throw them again. I have a photo of these two sparkly fairy little girls, blocking the aisle to pick up rose petals and Ben standing behind them with a disgruntled look on his face and his arms crossed. I show this photo to everyone because the look on his face was priceless and the contrast just made me smile. Ben was an amazing friend to my husband. He could be grouchy, but I think it was because he understood the world better than most people and there wasn't much he could do, by himself, to change it. The thing we will always remember is that he was there for us whenever we asked him for help. He had a heart of gold and he will be sorely missed.

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