Glen R. Chesnut

July 21, 1937 ‒ October 15, 2014

Mount Vernon, Ohio

Glen R. Chesnut, age 77, Mount Vernon, Ohio passed away from a sudden illness on Wednesday, October 15, 2014 in Mandalay, Myanmar formerly the country of Burma. He was born on July 21, 1937 in Reserve, Kansas the son of Raleigh and Mable (Scott) Chesnut.

Glen was a teacher of History for 26 years at the Mount Vernon Nazarene University. After early retirement he taught for many years in China and more recently in the countries of Laos and Myanmar (Burma). When he was not teaching in Asia, Glen spent much of his time traveling the world and doing what he loved most, seeing new places and making new friends. Glen will be greatly missed, but he has moved on to a much better place.

He is survived by his children, Tim (Susan) Chesnut of Mount Vernon, Melody (Rudy) Vasquez of Mount Vernon, four grandchildren, Tyler and Mason Chesnut, Alayna and Micayla Vasquez and a sister, Geraldine Morris of Shawnee, Kansas.

Besides his parents he was preceded in death by two brothers, Clarence Chesnut and Clyde Chesnut, and a sister, Grace Nutt.

A Celebration of Life Service will be held on Monday, October 27, 2014 beginning at 5:30 p.m. at the New Life Church of the Nazarene, 665 Harcourt Road, Mount Vernon, Ohio 43050. The Dowds-Snyder Funeral Home of Mount Vernon is honored to serve the family of Glen R. Chesnut.

Memorial contributions may be made to the Glen R. Chesnut Memorial Fund, c/o Mount Vernon Nazarene University, 800 Martinsburg Road, Mount Vernon, Ohio 43050.

To share a memory or leave a condolence for the family, visit www.snyderfuneralhomes.com

 

  • Sorry to hear the news about Professor Chesnut, I had him as a professor during the Pioneer Years. He was so caring and understanding and always wanted to see his students succeed in his class. His teaching style had such an influence on me (as I look back now) and did not realize it , as I too cared about each one of my students and cared about them succeeding in life . I carried his teaching techniques into my classroom and that was why I was so successful as a teacher. Those techniques I borrowed from him were his knowledge of the subject ,caring, friendliness, kindness, understanding,fairness and most of all his SMILE! When I think of MVNU I will always think of Professor Glenn Chesnut, as he helped start and build MVNU.

  • Tim and Susan and Family,
    We are so very sorry for the loss of your father, although we did not know him it sounds like he was a truly wonderful man. May God be with you all in this time to help ease your pain. We are praying for all of you,

  • So sorry about your loss. He was a wonderful professor and was so friendly. Prayers be with you all.

  • Glen was my professor at MVNU from 1981 – 1985. We became friends during my colleage years and stayed close friends to this date. As many will attest, he was a gifted teacher. Glen had a very positive influence in my life which is lived out today after these many years. His Christian walk was credible. I aspire to the same. His love of good music causes me to think of his piano playing when I hear others play. He exposed me to international travel and I’ve traveled as much abroad as I can but never to exeed the variety of visa stamps in his passport. I chose to live abroad for two years without hesitation because of his example. He challenged me to think globally. I’ve worked in the field of nonprofit immigration and refugee assistance for 28 years. He provoked me to think critically about the issues of racial discrimination and cultural differences at home and abroad. I have a multi-racial family as a result of my two sons being adopted; one from Korea and another from South Carolina. I’m very glad that my wife and sons joined me in visiting Glen in June this year. My sons were impressed by his collections of U.S. history and global memorabilia. It was a good reunion and a fitting, lasting memory of his life well-lived.

  • I am blessed to have called Glen a friend. We met through a mutual friend nearly 30 years ago and quickly became friends. I will never eat a piece of my mom’s cherry pie without thinking of him. Every time he ate a piece he made out as though it was the best piece of pie he’d ever eaten. I was fortunate to share many experiences with Glen and to spend time listening to him play his baby grand piano as well as a standard upright piano in our church. I was also fortunate to eat his wonderful Red Velvet Cake, which he perfected even though it was a difficult and time-consuming recipe. His legacy will live on in thousands of men and women around the world who sat under his teaching and were drawn to him by his warmth and his ability to be a friend as well as a professor. When I see him in glory, I know how will be wherever there are young people seeking to learn. Tim and Melody, he always spoke of you proudly, and even though we didn’t stay in close contact after you married, I know that he was also so very proud of his grandchildren.

  • We are praying for you. When Wes and I saw him shortly before he left in September he spoke with quiet happiness about his upcoming trip. He will be greatly missed and lovingly remembered.

    At the end of life, the Christian’s armor is laid down. Scorched battle scars, dust and dents cover the once unmarred protection. But, victory is won!
    Beside the still and battered remnants, a rose now grows, the symbol of love.
    In eternity, God rewards the faithful warrior who through life His help chose.
    He tenderly hands us the beautiful rose that
    in our hearts lasts for always.

    And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
    I Cor. 13:13

    2002 Across the Ages

  • Tim and family,
    Thoughts and prayer are sent your way. What a traveling man. He taught for me when we had the Chinese students here in Mount Vernon and he played the piano for the final gathering. What a talented man. Perry Brokaw

  • As a history major at MVNU in the mid 70’s, Professor Chestnut was my primary instructor. At a time when I was unsure about the role I wanted God to play I my life, he modeled, in his own quiet way, what a Christian looked like. Although our relationship was never more than that of professor-student, I will always fondly remember the time spent in class with him.

  • Dear Tim,
    I am so very sorry to hear of the loss of your father. You have been
    like a son to me. I know words don’t help. But I am praying for
    you. You deserve the best. Love, Jeri staats