On February 24th, 2026, heaven gained another Irish-American Masshole, Kevin Edward Sullivan. Condolences to St. Peter and anyone who was hoping for some peace and quiet in the afterlife. Kevin was born on March 20th, 1954 in Boston, MA (Boston– 02130– not Springfield or Worcester).

Assuming perfect is relative, Kevin was a perfect Catholic school boy, graduating from Our Lady of Lourdes and Catholic Memorial before working in sheetmetal, construction, and his favorite job, long haul truck driving. Twelve years of Catholic school also led to his infamous long hair, much to the chagrin of his wife.

Kevin never met a stranger or a cold pint he didn’t like. He loved music, his Martin guitar, woodworking, putting enough Christmas lights on the house it would wind up in the paper, and probably would have sold the soul of most of his friends for a chance at meeting Willie Nelson. He had a mixed but devoted relationship with Boston sports, a gift given by his father, and passed down to his daughter, though her time with them has been far less fraught.

A two-time Knights of Columbus Grand Knight, Kevin spent a great deal of his time over the years giving back to his local communities, spending hours on end cooking meals for the homeless and raising funds for those in need.

He is predeceased by his parents, Edward Denis Padraig Sullivan and Helen Ursula Sullivan (Ivers), and fluffy family Irish, Alex Xander Shadow Sullivan, and Rigby Draco Shadow Sullivan. He leaves behind a furball grandson he adored, Eddie Finnegan O’Malley Shadow Sullivan, and his ladies: very out of his league wife, Judith (Judy) Ann Sullivan (Sullivan) (Yes, Sullivan. No, they aren’t related), and the best smartass of a daughter he could ever dream of having, Shannon Elizabeth Sullivan (whom he lovingly called Lizzietish and Ya Little Shit).

There may be em-dashes in this obituary, but his daughter would like all readers to know she would never insult her father by thinking Chat GPT could ever come up with an obituary for him. She would also like everyone to know she’ll never find another sparring partner like him again, and she’s pretty bereft over that.

In lieu of flowers, buy a pint for someone next time you’re out in his name, and share a pic here. Just not Bud Light. 

Send to someone

Share this obituary with others

https://everloved.com/life-of/kevin-edward-sullivan/obituary/

Copy