Winston Richard Summers, 80 of Front Royal, Virginia passed away on October 5, 2026 in the comfort of his home.
A graveside service will be held at a later date.
Born on May 19, 1946 in Washington D.C. he was the son, of the late Virginia and Rev. Lewis Summers, Sr. Winston was one of thirteen children he was preceded in death by his siblings Mildred, Margaret, Lewis, Isabella, Nancy, Author, Herman, Henry, Jean, Katie, and Betty- all of whom he loved dearly; and his son Winston Richard Summers Jr.
Winston is survived by his son, Darnell Jerome Summers; his sister, June Parker- his last living sibling; and numerous nieces and nephews.
Winston Summers accepted Jesus Christ as his Lord and Savior at an early age and attended Mount Morris Baptist Church in his earlier years, he then became a member of Mt. Paran Baptist church, in Linden, Virginia. For the last 20 years, Winston lived in Front Royal where he worked at Randolph Macon Academy, prior to that he drove tractor trailers and drove a garbage truck in Washington D.C. He also enjoyed playing the guitar.
In lieu of flowers memorial contributions may be made to The American Heart Association at https://www.heart.org/en/why-give?
Mr Summers was like a long-lost relative you’ve just been reacquainted with, even though you never met. He brightened just a small bit of my drive but it was enough to spark a big smile. We would always worry if he wasn’t there, but then he’d show up a few days later and poof! like everything was fine. Seems we were truly blessed to have him among us and he accomplished this with just a simple wave. His family and loved ones are in our hearts and prayers. He made a difference and that is a wonderful life indeed.
❤️ well said . He is waving at us from heaven
Winston,
I was so blessed to know you. Thank you for seeing me when I felt unseen. In some of my darkest times, when I felt more alone than ever, you were always there . Thank you for the chats on my walks. Thank you for reminding me that kindness matters. I miss you everyday as I walk past your porch. I will wave to you in heaven always. You should see all the flowers and art and drawings on your porch. So many people loved you and were deeply impacted by you. You were an angel on earth, and I know you are waving with the angels now. Love always, KG (PS. The folks across the street love you and miss you more than words as well.)