Anthony Victor Kingswan

Anthony Victor Kingswan, passed away at his home on October 7, 2024 at the age of 81. He was born on April 1, 1943 in Fond Du Lac, Wisconsin.

Known as Tony by all who knew him. Tony was very athletic throughout school and high school. He would graduate from Black River Falls High School in 1961. He would go on to join the Air Force in 1962 where he would be Honorably Discharged in 1966. Tony would go on to start drag racing throughout the Midwest in a 1967 GTO. He also raced snowmobiles at Eagle River in 1978 and 1979 as well as a few other Wisconsin tracks and fairgrounds. He absolutely loved to watch and support his Wisconsin Sports teams, Packers, Brewers, Badgers and Wisconsin racers that had moved south to race in Nascar. He loved to get out and socialize with people quite often making friends with everyone that knew him. His sense of humor and kindness was very contagious. His love and dedication to family and friends made him one of the most likable people you could ever meet. He was a mechanic, and taught the ways of the Ho-chunk people at local schools in the Madison area, and often participating in full costume where he danced at several Pow Wows. Tony worked at GTE/Verizon where he retired in 2010.

He is survived by his wife, Bonnie Kingswan; sons, Jeff Coffey (Keren Coffey), Troy Coffey (Jill Coffey), Scott Kingswan, and Joe Kingswan; sister, Joy Brown.

Tony was preceded by his birth mother Vivian Brown; adopted mother, Evelyn Christenson; sister, Mary Brown.

A memorial service is being held at the Kingswan household 236 Hjemdal Ln, Deerfield, WI., between 11:00 a.m. and 1:00 p.m. on Monday, October 14, 2024. Followed by a graveside service to be held at St. Paul’s Liberty Lutheran Church, 3494 Oak Park Rd. Deerfield, WI., at 1:30 p.m. Luncheon will follow services at Nora’s Two tavern, 1843 US-12 Deerfield WI. 53531

In Lieu of flowers, memorials may be sent to the Kingswan household 236 Hjemdal Ln, Deerfield WI 53531.

Do not stand at my grave and weep, By Mary Elizabeth Frye Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glint on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you wake in the morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circling flight. I am the soft starlight at night. Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there, I do not sleep. (Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there, I did not die!)