Timothy David Burger

November 9, 1959 – January 31, 2025

Well, folks, it finally happened—I kicked the bucket, bit the dust, and bought the farm (which, let's be honest, Rena probably already put me to work on). If you're reading this, it means I've cashed in my chips and am currently sipping a cold one with the big man upstairs.

Born in Maryville, Tennessee, I came into this world knowing two things: Rocky Top is the greatest song ever written, and if you're going to be stupid, you better be tough. I made my way through life with a hammer in one hand and a smart remark in the other. I attended Everett High School and then decided to join the Navy at 17 years old. I then moved to Kansas in 1980 and started working at Wolf Creek Nuclear Operating Corporation during construction. One of the smartest things I ever did was marry Rena Conaway on June 23rd, 1990. She stuck with me through thick and thin, tolerated my stubbornness, and somehow managed to keep me in line—most of the time. She was the love of my life, even if I occasionally pretended that I couldn't hear her. Nothing changed me quite like becoming a father. My kids—Dave, Justin, Gabbi, and Wyatt—taught me patience (or at least tried to), and gave me more reasons to be proud than I could count.

I spent nearly four decades at Wolf Creek, trying to stay out of the HR department. I eventually retired as a Nuclear Maintenance Supervisor in 2018. Turns out, retirement was just a fancy way of saying I'd be spending my days at auctions bidding on stuff I didn't need and tackling Rena's never-ending honey-do list. I had more time to do the things I loved like hunting, fishing, tinkering in the shop, and sending TikTok's that shouldn't be opened in public.

If you knew me, you knew I was a die-hard Tennessee Volunteers fan—no matter how much heartbreak they caused me. When I wasn't yelling at the Vols on TV, I was shaking my head at the state of the country and proudly wearing my "Make America Great Again" hat. If you didn't like it, well, let's just say we probably had some lively conversations.

To those who knew me—don't be sad. Instead, raise a glass, tell a story in my honor, and remember: If something's broken, you can probably fix it with duct tape and a little cussing.

Y'all take care, and remember—if Heaven has an auction, I'll be the guy in the front row, wearing Tennessee orange, bidding on something I don't need.

"I love Yuns, Later"

GO VOLS

Tim leaves behind a Wife of 34 years, Rena Burger. Son, Justin Burger of Knoxville, TN; Daughter, Gabbi Burger; and Son, Wyatt Burger, both of Westphalia, KS. Granddaughter, Mackenzie Burger of Maryville, TN. Brother, Terry (Wanda) Burger of Rockford, TN. Sisters-in-law; Rhonda Martin, Overland Park, KS; Melanie Burger, Ocala, FL. Nephews, Scott Burger, Dustin (Kyna) Burger, and Austin Burger, all of Maryville, TN; TJ (Alisha) Burger of Crescent City, FL; Ashton (Ashley) Martin of Mission Woods, KS; and Zak Martin of Overland Park, KS. Nieces, Tarin (Jason) Haydt and Jordy Haydt of Lutz, FL; and Monroe Martin of Mission Woods, KS.

He was preceded in death by parents Gerald and Wanda Burger of Maryville, TN. Children, Dave and Crystal Burger of Maryville, TN. Siblings: Tommy Burger of Ocala, FL, and Joan Burger of Maryville, TN.

Tim's family invites you to join them in a Celebration of Life on Saturday, February 15th, from 2:00 to 6:00 PM at 605 3rd St, Burlington, KS (4-H Building). The family kindly requests that those attending honor Tim's memory by wearing Tennessee Vols orange or camouflage, reflecting his love for both.