Lynn R. Miller, 80, of Lebanon, passed away Sunday, April 3, 2022 at the Wellspan Good Samaritan Hospital. He was the husband of Carole L. (Donmoyer) Miller, to whom he was married for 57 years.

Born in Lebanon, PA on March 27, 1942, Lynn was a son of the late John and Irene (Lehman) Miller. He was a graduate of Lebanon High School. He served in the Air Force Reserves and enjoyed watching all sports especially NASCAR.

In addition to his wife, Lynn is survived by two children, Michael K. Miller, husband of Liliana and Lisa M. Collins; two grandchildren, Marcela and Monchell; and several nieces and nephews.

In lieu of flowers donations in memory of Lynn may be made to the Wounded Warrior Project, P.O. Box 758516, Topeka, KS 66675-8516 (woundedwarriorproject.org) or the Human Society of Lebanon County, 150 N. Ramona Rd., Myerstown, PA 17067 (lebanonhumane.org). Thompson Funeral Home, Inc. is entrusted with the arrangements. Please share your memories with the family at our online guest book at thompsonfuneralhomelebanon.com

Eulogy written by daughter:

Lynn Miller was the type of Dad who didn't take any baloney and made sure he spent time with his family, who he loved. Anyone who knew my Dad was surely aware of his ability to make you laugh. He took pride in making sure that we had a good time and making sure that you would know how much he cared. Anyone who lived in West Lebanon when Mike and I were kids knew our Dad. He would get home from a long day of working construction and when dinner was ready, he would whistle (cause in those days we played outside but always within a few blocks of the house). Mike and I would FREEZE and tell everyone to shush...the second whistle would be heard and Mike and I would head to the house. We knew it was dinner time and if Dad had to come looking for you...repercussions could follow! LOLOL.

My Dad was a good man. He was strong, determined and laid the foundation for Mike and I to have a great childhood. He was respected and was always there when anyone needed his help. In both my parents, I have the best role models and I got my stubbornness, my drive and my devotion to family and friends from my parents.

Our dad spent plenty of time teaching Mike and I to hunt, play baseball, play basketball and he loved to come to games and cheer everyone on. He loved to go to sprint car races and my memories of having a milkshake, after the races at the Reading Fairgrounds, were always fun...but when the driver finished his milkshake, the 'bus' was getting on the road! (one of his favorite sayings)

My best memories are with my parents and I will always remember the good times and his 'up to no good' smile right before he told me a lie...and then laughed cause I believed him.