Quentin Stevens Miller was born August 20, 1983, in Sulphur Springs, Texas, and died May 10, 2016, in Paris, Texas, at the age of 32. Despite dying far too young, Quentin lived a voracious life full of laughter, love, music & nature.
In his formative years, he became an accomplished classical violinist which instilled upon him an insatiable love for music. Exposed to country music by his grandparents, his love for music grew exponentially and left no stone unturned. Although he played in symphonies at a young age, he perfected his craft playing Faded Love repeatedly for his great grandmother, Bessie, on the nursing home tour. As he grew older, he wrote many beautiful songs ranging from country, gospel, comedy, blues to even Zombie Punk with his beloved bandmates in the Widow’s Bane who toured together in many states, including the occasional devious venue.
Throughout his life, he was invested in all aspects of The Boy Scouts of America, beginning with Cub Scouts which lead him to become an Eagle Scout and later to serve as an Assistant Scoutmaster. The principles and traditions imparted on him through scouting fostered a great love for the outdoors. This indelible love led him to move to Colorado so that he could more fully understand the Universe in which he lived. In pursuit of this quest he could often be found hiking in the mountains with his dog, Tex, pondering the beauty of the mountains. Following his nature of taking it to the limit, he hiked 500 miles on the Colorado Trail with his best friend Josh. If you knew him you were often berated with tails of the “CT” whether or not you wanted to hear them.
While attending Naropa University in Boulder, Colorado, he met his beautiful wife, Juju, who he loved more than life itself. Continuing in his style, he eloped without mentioning anything to his family. Her unwavering love carried him through many trials and is a testament to the true meaning of love.
After the passing of his father he returned to Texas to help run the family businesses. Although he loved the mountains, he and his wife picked up their lives and returned to help his brother. This is just the kind of man he was. He was a beautiful person. He always put others before himself. You could always find him making someone laugh, often at his own expense. He would often made you laugh so hard you cried.
Quentin was the best husband, son, brother & friend one could ever wish to have. His love and presence will be missed by many and remembered by all.
He is preceded in death by grandparents, Dorothy and Robert Stevens and Quentin and Catherine Miller, his father, Frank Miller, and his Aunt Julia. He is survived by his beloved wife Juju, his one of a kind mother Anne, his brothers and sisters Atticus, Chase, Jessica and Gary. Also surviving are his step-mother Stacy, his cousins, Austin, Dylan, Callie & Matthew as well as many other family members.
The family held a celebration of his life on Saturday, May 14 in Paris, Texas.
In Lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to the Boy Scouts of America, PO Box 995 Paris, Texas 75460, Mercy Ships (www.mercyships.com) or simply by performing an unexpected & unsolicited act of kindness for someone in need.
Online condolences may be sent to the Miller family at www.fry-gibbs.com