Elliott, Garret L. August 16, 1963 - February 16, 2022

Garret Lee Elliott was born August 16, 1963, in Kansas City to Roy Elliott and Joyce (Baumgarden) both of Osceola. Garret passed away peacefully at St Luke’s Hospital in the presence of his wife and three children. 

His parents, Roy and Joyce worked several years in Kansas City saving money, and when Garret was a small child they moved to the family farm in Doyle Township near Vista MO. Some of the farmland had been in the family for multiple generations, with several of the acres being purchased back to the family in later years. 

Garret would run across the big, terraced valley and up the hill to his grandparents, Fred and Minnie Elliott as a small boy to spend precious time with them. Oftentimes, his cousins, Rory, and Marn would be there. Grandma must have had her hands full with all these boys, but she loved to wait on them cooking and feeding them whatever their requests might be. 

When Garret was about 5 years old, his parents were divorced, and he and his mom moved to town. Actually, they moved in the house right next to the funeral home we are in today. When he moved to a temporary house after selling their home, he laughed one day and said it took him 50+ years to get across the street. 

Garret was raised by his mother and stepfather Barney Souther, in Iconium, and a few years later a sister was born to this union Amy Souther aka Amos Otis as her brother fondly called her. 

If you knew Garret you know he had nicknames for many of his friends, family and his children. If you had one you most likely knew it. His wife was called Hot Rod.

Garret had many fond memories as a child of family trips and vacations with Uncle Stan, Aunt Peg, and cousins. They saw many parks and had lots of camping adventures. 

He once talked about his trip to Phoenix to see his Aunt Helen. Trips to Washington DC with his cousin Eric and his brothers and summers with family having all kinds of fun. 

Garret and DeeAnn went to the same school all 13 years but noticed each other in Art Class his senior year. DeeAnn might have been a little intrigued by the 69 Camaro he pulled into the high school parking lot one day. 

He would happen to drive by with his windows down and his music too loud where she might notice him. Actually, it would have been hard not to notice this man in any period of his life. He had a big personality. 

Garret and DeeAnn were married December 7th,1984, in Hobbs, New Mexico while he was there working for Dresser Atlas on electronic equipment that went into the oil wells. 

During this me their first child Travis entered their world. Shortly after, they were able to move back to Osceola because the boom fell out of the oil market and all the family was glad to have them back close to home. 

Garret, DeeAnn, and Travis moved to Kansas City where he worked on video games with various companies for many, many years. A lot of his friends here today came from this industry, and they have remained friends over the years.

Niki was born when he started putting some family roots down in Harper. Garret and DeeAnn built a home and raised their family there. Kyle made an appearance another 7 years later and the entire family fell in love with that baby boy. 

Garret drove back & forth to the city for many years and was the family activities director on the weekends. The kids had more fun and looked forward to what he might have planned. 

After many years working in Kansas City he settled into work on the family farm in Harper and Doyle Township working to build a legacy for his family. During this time he and DeeAnn were blessed with the light of their lives, grandbabies Liam and Zoe. Garret relished in the role of Papa and wanted nothing more than to spend time with his most precious gifts. 

In December of 2018 Garret had been battling health and heart failure for many years. It was determined that a heart transplant would be necessary. On December 11, 2018, Garret received this special gift from Grace and her family from Indianapolis. The bond that Garret shared with her mother Ann and the family was nothing less than miraculous. 

Garret arranged to have them come for a visit just a few weeks before his stroke and oh what a great time they had. 

DeeAnn was going through Garret’s phone and found dozens upon dozens of videos he had recorded and shared of his daily life on the farm with Ann and the family.

When we moved to town what got him through his long days was his daily visits to the clinic down the hill where he would do physical and cardio therapy with his girls. He adored Shelby, Emily, Tina, and the others. He would come back laughing and smiling and with some new stories. 

He loved to talk and make new friends everywhere he went. 

Although the deficits of his stroke were enormous, he worked very hard to overcome the physical and mental impairments. You do not put a man like this in a recliner for the rest of life. He fought tooth and nail to stay on this side of eternity for his wife, children, and grandchildren. The battle he fought would be more than 10 men could have endured and left many, many bodily scars. 

Several months earlier Garret made his request known to his wife that he wanted to be baptized as a step of obedience to God 

Garret was in a medically induced coma and the hospital clergy performed an intimate ceremony of sprinkling of holy water and prayer offering him up to God with mercy and grace. 

Garret is preceded in death by his father Roy Elliott, mother Joyce Souther, stepfather Barney Souther.

Garret is survived by his wife, DeeAnn, children, Travis & wife Dani, Niki, and Kyle, and the light of his life, grandchildren Liam and Zoe. Sibling, Amy Dwyer husband Tom, and nephew David. Mother-in-Laws, Father-in-Law, Uncles, Aunts, Cousins, Brother-in-Laws, Sisters-in-Laws, nieces and nephews, and many friends and family.