Jack William Connell, Jr.

January 21, 1950 ~ December 8, 2024
Jack William Connell Jr., a beloved husband, father, grandfather, and brother, passed away on December 8, 2024, in Wichita, Kansas. Born on January 21, 1950, in Wichita, Jack was the cherished son of the late Jack Connell Sr. and Helen Connell.
Jack proudly served his country as an Army veteran, embodying the values of dedication and service throughout his life. On October 17, 1980, he married the love of his life, Mary Kelly, with whom he shared a joyful and fulfilling life. Together, they raised two daughters, Audrey Miller and Kelly Tarpley, who were the pride and joy of his life.
Jack was a man of many talents and passions. He found great joy in golfing, carpentry, and engaging in conversations with everyone he met. His generous spirit was evident in his willingness to donate his time and skills to help family and friends alike. Jack's life was marked by his love for fun and his deep commitment to his family, especially his grandchildren: Jackson, Colin, Declan, and Benjamin Miller, and Waylon and Freya Tarpley, who brought immense happiness to his days.
He is survived by his devoted wife, Mary, his daughters, Audrey and Kelly, and his grandchildren. Jack also leaves behind his loving sisters, Peggy Bing and Susan Washee. He was preceded in death by his brother, Rick Connell.
Jack's life was a testament to love, joy, and a touch of orneriness, leaving a lasting impact on all who knew him. His memory will be cherished by his family and friends, who will forever hold him in their hearts.
A memorial service to celebrate Jack’s life will take place at a later date. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to the Wounded Warrior Project P.O. Box 758516, Topeka, KS 66675-8516. Services provided by Downing & Lahey West Mortuary.
Jack, Jack tail. He was my cuz, much more than that. He was a big brother to me. At 14 years he took me out and showed me how to drive. A course that lasted all day long he showed me how to do spinouts, donuts and sliding stops. He told me how to shoot fast and accurate military style. He showed me how to take a punch and how to give one. If you were after me you had to go through him first. He served this country proudly. He opened up to me and told me stories of his time in Vietnam. Mostly bad but there was one funny story that put me in stitches laughing so hard. He had this puzzled look when he would look at you and make you laugh. He also had one that meant business.
Jack and I were buddies in high school and we had a lot of good times together. Once we were in my little Sportscar doing donuts on a country road and rolled it over on its top , he crawled out my window and I crawled out his, rolled it back over and only lost a quart of oil. Fun times!
Roy Posey
Sorry for your loss, he will be missed .