With heavy hearts, we announce the passing of Dallas Reagan, 63, of Chesapeake, Virginia, who departed this life on July 20, 2025.
Born on April 1, 1962, Dallas was a devoted husband, proud father, grandfather, great-grandfather, loyal brother, uncle, and beloved friend. His presence, laughter, and love will be deeply missed by all who had the privilege of knowing him.
A celebration of life will be held on July 27, 2025, from 12:00 p.m. to 3:00 p.m. at Altmeyer Funeral Home, located at 929 S. Battlefield Blvd., Chesapeake, VA 23322. A family and food gathering will follow from 4:00 p.m. to 7:00 p.m. at Deep Creek Park, 437 S. George Washington Hwy, Chesapeake, VA 23323. Family and friends are welcome to come together to share memories, laughter, and love in honor of a man who gave so much and asked for so little.
Dallas is survived by his loving wife and soulmate, Bonnie Reagan, who stood by his side through every chapter of life. Together, they built a life rooted in loyalty, laughter, and unconditional love. Their bond was evident to all who knew them, and their home was a place where everyone felt welcome.
He was the proud father of six daughters who adored him deeply Ann Munsterman (Charles Munsterman), Dorothy Keenan (Brian Keenan), Venessa Cason (William Watford), Veronica Killey (Aaron Killey), Christine Burton (Thomas Burton), and Christine Reagan. Each of them carries pieces of their father’s strength, sense of humor, and unconditional love. Dallas was always there when they needed his steady, protective, and full of wisdom, jokes, and care.
He absolutely lit up around his grandchildren—Michael, Anna, Maggie, Breasia, Tyron, Dallas, Nionta, DJ, Nate, Jasmine, Courtney, Austin, Ashley, Lamont, Angel, Jacqueline, Marion and Robert—and had a special spark in his eyes whenever his great-grandson Silas was nearby. Being a great-grandfather brought Dallas an extra sense of pride, and watching the next generation grow brought him a quiet joy that touched his soul.
Dallas was one of many siblings and came from a large, close-knit family. His brothers, sisters, nieces, and nephews will never forget his hilarious storytelling, stubborn determination, or how quickly he would jump in to help, no matter what was needed. He was the kind of man you called when something went wrong—because you knew he’d figure it out and make you laugh along the way.
He worked for decades in road construction, devoting his life to his career with Action Paving and Construction. He never needed accolades—his reward was knowing he was providing for his family. His hands were calloused, his boots worn, but his heart was full. He believed in working hard, showing up, and doing things the right way.
When he wasn’t working, Dallas loved the simple joys: wrestling matches on TV (he never missed a WWE fight), good food, and being surrounded by the people he loved. He had a famous appetite—whether it was cookouts in the backyard or late-night snacks in the front room, Dallas was happiest when plates were full, and the room was filled with laughter. He found beauty in the everyday: a nap in his chair, teasing his grandkids, a joke shared with a neighbor, or holding hands with his wife while watching the world go by.
More than anything, Dallas lived for his family. He was their rock, their protector, their biggest fan. He gave love freely and received it tenfold. The memories of his strength, his humor, his loyalty, and the way he showed up for his family every single day will live on in every life he touched.
Dallas Reagan may have laid down his work boots for the last time, but the footprints he left behind—on the hearts of his family, in the laughter of his grandchildren, and in the legacy of a great-grandfather’s love—will never fade.
