With heavy hearts, we share the passing of Curtis Campbell Klinger, Jr., a devoted husband, father, grandfather, and friend whose warmth, optimism, and joyful spirit left a lasting impression on everyone who knew him.
Born in New Jersey, Curt attended Muhlenberg College, where he met the love of his life, Nancy. Together they raised their two children, Scott and Ashley, in Mendham, New Jersey. Their marriage was rooted in love, loyalty, and a deep commitment to one another that endured throughout their lives. A true entrepreneur at heart, Curt’s career took him in many directions. He worked as a stockbroker, owned an oil company, a manufacturing company, gas stations and truck stops, published an oil trade magazine, and later in life built a successful business selling car washes. He loved the challenge of creating something new and was always looking ahead to the next opportunity.
Everyone responded to his infectious smile and unmistakable sense of humor. He was often the life of the party, and people naturally gravitated toward him. He loved being around people, and many of the friendships he built lasted a lifetime.
Curt approached life with optimism, always looking forward instead of back. He rarely dwelled on the past and never seemed to carry regrets. Even when life presented him with challenges, he met them with resilience and a positive outlook.
He embraced life with enthusiasm. Whether it was a new venture or a day spent playing tennis, skiing, or golfing, he loved staying active and sharing those passions with his children. He was their biggest cheerleader, always encouraging them and celebrating their accomplishments. We will miss his warmth, laughter, and optimism.
He is survived by his beloved wife, Nancy; his son, Scott, his wife Melanie, and their children, Ella and Myles of Denver, Colorado; and his daughter, Ashley, her husband Austin, and their children, Sylvie and Cash of Westport, Connecticut.

































I remember Mr. Klinger as someone who always had a twinkle in his eye, a big loud laugh, and a story to tell. As a kid, I was a little intimidated by him and always wanted to impress him. As an adult, I loved hearing his stories (and still wanted to impress him).
He will be greatly missed. I’m so sorry for your loss. I hope you can find a small bit of comfort in that he is finally at peace. Sending you all my love and keeping you in my thoughts.