Benny Nathaniel Howard, Jr

Benny Nathaniel Howard, Jr., affectionately called Bubba, 82 of Macon, Georgia, passed away on Friday, January 31, 2025, after a short illness. Benny was born on August 28, 1942, in Macon, Georgia, to the late Bennie Howard, Sr. (Big Daddy) and Lillie Mae Harris Howard. Benny was the only son of five children.

Benny was a hardworking elevator man and retired after 25 years with the Veterans Administration. He was a handy man and always willing to lend a helping hand to family and friends. He was known to entertain passengers by singing and whistling (a skill he learned from his mother) some of his favorite songs by James Brown, Otis Redding, Al Green, Gladys Knight, Barry White, and many others. He was known as a grill master and every year his family looked forward to his powerful holiday eggnog. He was a lifelong fitness enthusiast and always willing to share his karate moves and fingertip pushups. He was always ready to take a ride in one of his favorite automobiles where he would share his many tales of life experiences.

He met his wife of 57 years, Fredie Collins Howard, in St. Louis, MO. To this union was born three daughters and a son: Leesha McCauley (William), Patrice Howard, Benny Howard, III (RuthAnn), Brynn Howard.

He is survived by 7 grandchildren: Jiles McCauley, Peyton McCauley, Ben-jamin Howard, Gabriel Howard, Tirzah Howard, Harrison Howard, Elson Howard, two sisters: Delores Wade (Thomas), Mattie Jean Whitfield (Wilbur), and a host of loving nieces and nephews.

He was preceded in death by two sisters: Virginia (Benny) and Marie, and one grandson: Andrew.

Bubba-isms

Relax

Ain’t no sense in that

Don’t be common

What y’all got to eat – NOTHING?

Show some finesse about yourself

Show some caliber

Don’t act like a dodo

Don’t mess around with nothings

I’m  with you

You know I’m crazy about you

Did you get your lesson?

Them folks ain’t thinking about you

I’m TELLING you!

It’s IN YOU!

Get on it – GET OFF IT!

Let’s go for a ride

What should I get your momma for…

Can’t nobody tell me nothin’

Benny Howard don’t play that

Good googily moogily

Good grief

Man, I’m so’

I’m catching nachull hell

I been working my butt off

Dat blame it (passed on from Big Daddy)

This ain’t hitting on nothing

Use some merthiolate

That’s ready

I’m sick and tired

Call me grandfather

Momma and the name of the youngest girl in the family

I’m Benny Howard!

Psalm 91 “He that dwelleth in the secret place of the Most High Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: My God; in him will I trust. Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, And from the noisome pestilence. He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: His truth shall be thy shield and buckler. Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; Nor for the arrow that flieth by day; Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; Nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday. A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; But it shall not come nigh thee. Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold And see the reward of the wicked. Because thou hast made the LORD, which is my refuge, Even the most High, thy habitation; There shall no evil befall thee, Neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling. For he shall give his angels charge over thee, To keep thee in all thy ways. They shall bear thee up in their hands, Lest thou dash thy foot against a stone. Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: The young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet. Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name. He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honour him. With long life will I satisfy him, And shew him my salvation.”