Gordon K. Brown
November 21, 1944 – September 23, 2022
Preceded in death by wife, Phyllis Brown. Survived by daughter, Stacey Glogowski (Joe); son, Nicholas Brown; three grandchildren: Joey, Parker, and Blake Glogowski; brother, James Brown (Kay).
VISITATION: Thursday, September 29th from 5pm to 7pm at the West Center Chapel, followed by VIGIL SERVICE at 7pm. MASS OF CHRISTIAN BURIAL: Friday, September 30th at 10am at St. Leo the Great Catholic Church, 1920 N. 102nd St. Family Burial: Resurrection Cemetery. In lieu of flowers, memorials are suggested to Holy Name Catholic Church.
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Gordon was born to Evelyn and Duane Brown on Nov. 21, 1944. Growing up with his younger brother Jim, Gordon attended St. John’s through 6th grade, after which he attended Holy Name School through his High School graduation in 1963. He loved playing sports and was active in basketball, baseball, and football. He still enjoyed going to Holy Name’s fish fry’s every year.
Gordon went to Newman University where he earned his Bachelor’s degree. He worked in sales during his career and primarily in automotive part sales.
He was in the Air Force for several years, playing on their basketball team.
He married Phyllis Brown on Sept 1, 1973 at Holy Name Church. They were married for 41 years. They had two children, Stacey and Nicholas “Nick” and three grandsons, Joey, Parker, and Blake.
At age 40, Gordon discovered a love for golf and could be found on the course every Sunday for years with his brother and friends. He enjoyed playing multiple times a week when he retired.
He loved his grandsons; they were his pride and joy. He took over daycare duties with Phyllis while Stacey worked part time. He was lovingly referred to as Papa Morgan (Grandpa and Gordon were just too difficult to say for a young Joey and the moniker stuck for all 3 😊). Gordon could often be found mowing the yard on his rider with one of his grandsons on his lap. He was so proud of their athletic accomplishments and loved to watch them play sports. He would often say (not so jokingly- lol!) that they got all their athletic abilities from him.