Douglas V. Becksted
Sunday 7th of April 1946 - Wednesday 13th of January 2021
V. Becksted, 74, husband of Jackie Becksted, passed away on January 13th, 2021.
He was born April 7th, 1946 to the late Douglas Paul Becksted and Mary
Florence McMenama. He worked many years as a truck driver and retired
from AAA. Doug’s lifelong hobby was collecting and showing hotrods.
He entered countless car shows winning numerous awards for his prized
hotrods. His 1951 Ford Shoebox “Chuckaford” was one of his all time
favorites. Another hobby was riding his Harley Davidson motorcycles and
Cushman scooters. He was always trying to find another Cushman. His
love for Harleys inspired the names for his two most loved dogs, Harley Sturgis
“Har” and Choppy. His most recent obsession was a “ratrod" that he
enjoyed working on. He and his wife, Jackie, were married for 29 years on
December 24th, 2020.
In addition to his wife, he is also survived by a son, Dougie Becksted, Lexington KY, stepdaughter, Lisa Short, Lexington KY, stepson Jack Mobley, Union KY, and sister, Cindy Goff, Winchester, KY. He also had numerous grandchildren and great-grandchildren. He was preceded in death by his parents, daughters, Tina Harrison, Jenny Coddell, Missy Brumley, and a grandson, Robert “Little Rob” Harrison.
Doug always had a smile on his face and never knew a stranger. He will be remembered for his kindness and sense of humor in addition to his love for his wife. He and Jackie adored each other, calling each other “Pretty” and were inseparable. Jackie, his friends, and family will miss him dearly.
There will not be a service. To share a remembrance of Doug or offer condolences to his family, please sign the online guestbook.
Sonia Smith Ross (Mrs. James A.)says
Cindy, I hope you can remember me. I used to come out to your grandfather’s farm after church at Central Christian Church on Sunday’s and we would ride your horses. I always rode Colonel because I was not a horse rider like you were. Your grandfather, Mr. VanHooser would “sound” his bugle (actually his cane) and tell us to “rack our horses) and then “rack on”. I didn’t have the faintest idea about what that meant but had fun anyway. Thank you for your kindnesses to me, “the preacher’s kid”. I was so sorry to read that your brother, Doug, had died. I knew him only as a child in arms but it was you that I knew. Please accept my condolences. It must be horrible to lose your son. That’s not the way we think it should be...our sons burying us, not the other way around. I’m thinking about you and am sending prayers of peace and healing your way. Thank you for my happy memories of years gone by!! Sonia Smith Ross
I first met Doug at American Legend over 15 years ago. His smile and easy way of getting along made it easy to call him friend. Her would bring Har in with him some days, and they would both bring a smile to the shop. My wife and I would see Doug and Jackie at Frisch's at dinnertime some nights, and you could easily see the joy they found in each other. See you at home, my brother. With love in Christ.
R.I.P pawpaw ❤️. one of the most kind hearted people 💕. i will always remember when you came over a few days before Christmas to see me , and i’ll always remember that one time you took me to one of the car shows ❤️. you will truly be missed , rest easy 🤍🕊.
Jack, I’m so sorry for your loss. Your stepdad was a devoted father, husband and friend to so many people throughout his life. I hope the many sweet memories you have of him will bring you peace. Love you. Betsy
Papaw you will be missed all my childhood memories of you are sweet and loving you never missed a bday or Christmas while we were growing up you are now with your daughters and favorite grandson please give my mommy a big hug for me love your tomcat ❤️
My papaw Doug was an incredible man with such a kind soul. I always felt happy and at peace when I was around him. He knew how to make me laugh and smile to a point that my cheeks would hurt. I believe now that he is without pain and in a better place, looking down at all of his family and friends, continuing to show his love even among his departure. My papaw may be gone physically but I believe he continues to rest within all of our hearts and precious memories. I love you to the moon and back, papaw. And one day we will meet again. 🖤