Robert H. Kindrat

January 16, 1951 – May 29, 2026

Robert Kindrat of Nashville, Tennessee, went to be with Jesus on May 29, 2026.

Robert was one of three siblings and the only one born in the United States after his parents emigrated from Europe following the Holocaust. Their journey shaped a life grounded in resilience, hard work, determination, and a deep devotion to family—values Robert carried with him throughout his life.

He attended Bellevue High School but chose to enter the workforce early to help support his family. Through dedication and perseverance, Robert built a highly successful and respected career in the heavy equipment construction industry. He spent 40 years with Jones Brothers Construction, where he earned the admiration of colleagues and forged many lifelong friendships. He retired in 2025.

Robert is survived by his beloved wife of 48 years, Rene, whom he married in 1978; his daughter, Lorie Kindrat Adams (husband Brandon); his cherished granddaughter, Teagan Adams; his sister, Christina Apps (husband Larry); and his brother, Walter Kindrat (wife Ruth). He is also survived by his nephews, Jason Kindrat (spouse Kevin) and Josh Kindrat (spouse Robbie), Michael Apps and Niece Tina Marie (husband George). He was preceded in death by his parents, Cecilia and Wolodymyr Kindrat.

Robert had a deep love for life and especially for spending time with family and friends, regardless of the occasion. Among his favorite pastimes were drag racing, fishing, shooting/collecting/repairing guns (including skeet, trap, and long-distance shooting), and a BIG love for animals. He had a generous spirit and was known for thoughtfully gifting things to those around him. Always eager to stay busy, Robert enjoyed building things from scratch and learning something new each day. One of the most multi-talented individuals… Robert could just about build or fix anything from cars, machinery, boats, houses, plumbing… you name it!

He was a man who could often be found helping others and was widely admired for his kindness, generosity, and unwavering love for those around him. He will be profoundly missed, leaving behind a void that can never truly be filled. As one friend recently shared, even calling him a legend feels like an understatement.

We find comfort in imagining Robert reunited with loved ones—greeted by Mark Jordan playing the piano, working on a project alongside Pop (his father) once more, and spending time with his beloved dog, Hobo.

We will see you again one day, Pawpaw.

You are deeply loved and forever in our hearts.