Jeff (Bode) Bodenhausen
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Jeff (Bode) Bodenhausen, 57, of Overland Park, Kansas, passed away on Tuesday, August 10th. He was born on January 21st, 1964 in St. Joseph, Missouri to Alan and Jean Bodenhausen.
Bode is survived by his immediate family, Casey, Jenna and Peggy Bodenhausen. Also by his sister, Jennifer Mann, father Alan Bodenhausen, nephews and niece, Ryan Mann, Jordan Mann, Wesley Marr and Allison Mann.
He was preceded in death by his mother, Jean Bodenhausen.
Bode was a lifelong fan of all sports, specifically Kansas City teams. He’s the guy you’d want at your sports trivia table, on your side of the pickleball court, or as your golf scramble partner. He loved God, his family and friends dearly.
In lieu of flowers and in keeping with Bode’s spirit, donations may be made to Travis Kelce’s 87 & Running non-profit or Patrick Mahomes’ 15 and the Mahomies foundation.
Jeff was a great sportsman and businessman. I am thoroughly shocked with his passing. I was just this week driving by White Horse development and was wondering how he was doing…he will be missed and will surely see him on the other side.
I am so heartbroken that Bode is no longer with us. The day I met Jeff and found out his girls, Casey and Jenna, were taking piano lessons from my mom AND that he was a Mizzou guy AND that he played golf, did it for me! We could both vent about the Tigers over text or if I was traveling and couldn’t catch a game, he would text me the play-by-play. Literally, every play.
I got to meet his great friends on a golf trip in Arkansas a couple of years ago…Bode was a great golfer and I have so many great memories of competing (usually I was losing) with him.
Thank you Bode for letting your girls babysit my kids all those years and be a big part of our family. I am so, so sorry that we hadn’t gotten together this summer yet. I miss you and I love you man.
Jeff and I played baseball together for a couple of years. As a player, he always played above the normal skill level. He also was a great guy that was a friend to all. It saddens me to see such a young man leave before what should be his time. Those that played ball with him and knew him are better for having been in his presence. Gods speed brother, you will be missed.
I had not seen Jeff for several years though my brother Keith had seen him thru the years at Church. Jeff was a great guy, one of the true friendly souls.
Great memories in our youth playing basketball against each other and playing a couple of years of football together with the Gorman-Tabor Fighting Irish.
Our prayers are with you above Jeff and to your family.
It’s a shockingly sad time, but I wanted to share a few memories of Jeff because after all memories are what keep people alive in our hearts.
I met Bode when I was a sophomore in high school oh so many years ago. The thing I remember the most was his competitiveness. If it was played with a round ball he wanted to play, and play to win. Whether it baseball, tennis, pool, pingpong, or football (well not football so much as it wasn’t round) he was going to be competitive. He played the hot corner on our high school baseball team and was a great glove! I fondly remember night tennis matches at Happy Rock Park playing doubles with our group of guys and occasionally (more often than not) getting our butts kicked by Lori Frederick, her Dad, and little sister.
Bode was a guy you could count on. Post high school our group went to a Chiefs vs. Buffalo pre-season game. Somehow the only group of Buffalo fans in the state of Missouri ended up behind us. At the time the Chiefs were in the endless decades of rebuilding and the Buffalo fans let us know it for the entire game. On the way out of the stadium Al Cooper made his thoughts known…It was game on. A tussle ensued. Now Bode wasn’t the biggest guy, but I looked over and he had this behemoth in a headlock giving him the business. Security intervened and we were invited to leave the stadium or we were all going to jail. Commonsense prevailed and we didn’t end up in jail, but it did show that one could count on everyone in our band of brothers.
Unfortunately, as happens in life, I’ve lost track of Jeff over the years only keeping up with his life through common friends. I can say, without a doubt, that Bode was the very definition of a great guy. We shared many good times at a point in our lives where we were impressionable and those bonds really set the standard of what was to be expected of friends in the future.
I want to offer my humblest sympathies to Jeff’s family. Know that he was loved and will be missed by many.
Rest easy my friend!
Pat
Thinking about Jeff has always put a smile on my face. I had the good luck to first work with Jeff and than to become a friend. I have never seen a more competitive person in sports- or life for that matter- or a more gentle sole. He always had a smile and kind word, after he had beaten me by 20 strokes or poked fun at me about almost any thing. As happens, we hadn’t stayed in touch (mostly my fault) over the last several years, but I often think about Jeff. My condolences, Peg and the Girls, know that we all are better for having him in our live- he is smiling down at you while teeing it up
Enjoyed tearing up Texas with you back in the day…may your memory be eternal…Godspeed buddy…
My heart is sad. I know your struggles well buddy. I am grateful for all we got to share over the decades, right to the end. I will cherish those memories. I miss you a lot, I love you and I have you and your family in our prayers. God Bless.
I had the privilege to work with Bode at Arrow. I am thankful for the time I was able to share with him. His personality, leadership and dedication were admired by all in our industry. He loved his sports and was happy to share his thoughts on who was the best team. Bode enjoyed BBQing and would often bring in samples to share. He cue was really good! You will be missed by all but never forgotten. Our prayers are with you and your family. God Bless you Bode!
Jeff –
The only big brother I ever knew.
Always a step ahead of me, it seemed, whether it was golf or sports trivia or anything else competitive. He used to carry a 1 iron because nobody else did. And he used to out drive me with that thing. That’s not humbling at all.
I have many fond memories of raising those cousins together although those days were far too few as we lived in different cities. Although I haven’t seen you for the last several years, I miss you. I miss being challenged by you at everything we did.
I love you bro.
My heart goes out to you all.
Peggy, Casey, Jenna, Jennifer, Ryan, Jordan, Allison – And Grandpa Alan – and others.
I am sad too.