Rickey G. Kress

Rickey Gordon Kress, 67, of Cleveland, passed away on July 2, 2024, at Aurora Medical Center in Sheboygan. He was born on July 9, 1956, in Sheboygan, Wisconsin to Gordon Kress and LuAnn (Leonard) Casper.

On May 28, 1982, he married his soulmate Laura Hansen in Manitowoc, Wisconsin. 

Rickey graduated from Kiel High School in 1974. He was employed at Ziegler Dairy Farms for 40 years and then worked for Bemis Manufacturing Company as a truck driver until his retirement in 2020. His work ethic was unmatched and he took great pride in providing for his family and to make sure that things around the Kress Homestead ran smoothly. 

Rickey is survived by his loving wife of 42 years, Laura, and their children, Amanda (Joe) Stephens, Nicholas (Amanda Knoener) Kress, Matthew Kress, and Jennifer Kress. His grandchildren were his pride and joy; Breydin Herr, Elijah Berg, Owen Kress, Kendyll Kress, and Brielle Stephens. He is further survived by his mother LuAnn Casper; siblings, Terry (Joan) Kress, Lynn (Darren) Joniaux, and Karen (Wally) Theel; his sister-in-law Judith (Robert) Koenig; brothers-in-law Michael (Becky) Hansen and David (Lauriel) Hansen; numerous nieces, nephews, other relatives, and friends. 

He was preceded in death by his father Gordon Kress; brothers, Timmy and Allen Kress; step-father John Casper; father-in-law and mother-in-law, Merlin and Betty Hansen; brother-in-law James Hansen. 

Respecting his wishes a private service for family will be held at St. John-St. Peter Evangelical Lutheran Church in Cleveland. He will be laid to rest at Saxon Cemetery, Cleveland. 

Dad was a man of a few words but once you got him going, he’d grumble about everything with anybody. When asked a question, he’d respond with “Ya” or a grunt. Everything was a treasure and he kept them around just in case it was needed. He was our go-to fixer--and knew how to fix everything and anything, even if he had to “jerry rig it”. One of his greatest enjoyments was working in his shop and later in life hanging out in his handmade man-cave. He had a passion for cars, motorcycles, mowing his lawn and Big Foot. His guilty yet simple pleasures in life were Sun Drop, jelly-filled sugar donuts, and candy. Twice a year he looked forward to his travels to Florida with his wife, where they would bask in all of its glory. 

Above all, when anybody needed anything, Dad was always there. 

We love you, Dad! Until we meet again...