Joe Bullington

August 31, 1954 ~ November 30, 2023
Our beloved Joe went to Our Lord Jesus Christ in the wee hours of November 30th, 2023. Joe lost his battle with Cancer after a recent diagnosis and stay at Harry Hynes Hospice. We already miss his physical presence and feel the void. Our only solace is that he is no longer in pain and is not suffering.
Even though he was a man of few words Joe displayed commitment to his family. He was a caring and loyal husband and truly loved Berta until his last breath. Her happiness was his happiness. He embraced the role of step-dad and loved each of the boys as if they were his own. He taught them to fish, how to work on cars and was proud of their accomplishments as they grew to be men. He loved watching his grandchildren grow and was constantly amazed by their talents and was proud of the young adults that they are today.
Joe was reliable, hard working and dedicated, traits that served him well over his 37 year career with Crossroads Trailers (formerly Northcutt). He had a strong work ethic and enjoyed the challenge of his job each day.
He was a sports enthusiast and was especially fond of the KC Chiefs and KU basketball. He loved country music, fishing, camping, and his close relationship with “The 3 Amigos”.
Joe was preceded in death by his parents, Robert E. and Gladys Lorraine Bullington; sister, Marie Bullington. Survived by his wife, Laberta "Berta" Dawn Bullington; sons, Tommy Mullen, Dustin (Debra) Mullen, Dathan Mullen; grandchildren, Tyler Mullen, Austin Mullen, Owen Mullen, Dawn Mullen; brother, Amos Bullington; sisters, Eva (Gene, deceased) Smith, Cindy (Jim, deceased) Gibson; brother-in-law, Butch (Debbie) Miller; niece, Manna Miller; and blessed with many additional nieces, nephews and friends. A memorial has been established with: Harry Hynes Memorial Hospice 313 S. Market, Wichita, KS 67202.
Rest easy Joe and may you have a peaceful journey as you are reunited with your loved ones that have gone on before you.
Services in care of Downing & Lahey Mortuary - West C
Loved to fish and camp with Joe and Berta. Sorry for your loss.
“When someone leaves your life, those exits are not made equal. Some are beautiful and poetic and satisfying. Others are abrupt and unfair.” – Griffin Mcelroy
Loss is really hard, no matter how many times it happens it feels like you’re back at square one of recovery. When I learned of your passing, Papa Joe, I felt as if the world had shifted– because it did. It shifts without you, and that is the true loss. You were a great man who showed me kindness– even when I was young and awkward whenever I saw you at first. I never knew why I got so nervous, but I always knew it would fade into giggles when you would pick me up and throw me onto little Nana’s bed pretending I was an airplane. I always knew how much you loved me, my cousins and my Nana.
I remember sitting on the porch with you, and how you would listen to my ramblings while sipping on a dark bottle with a smile– always wearing that small crumpled piece of gold from a thin chain around your neck that had a fun glow to it in the nighttime from the house lights beaming off of it. Never once were you cruel to me, never once did you make me feel less than I was– always so kind and always so gentle despite the long days you worked and the laborious tasks you would do– you always had time for us. I think we all could learn to be a little kinder, a little gentler, and I think you were a great teacher in that regard.
May the veil embrace you kindly, as you pass beyond to a place I cannot follow, I love you so much– and I promise to you that I will try to forever carry your kindness in my words and your gentle nature in my heart.
Goodbye Papa Joe,
May the heavens treat you kindly.