Randy passed 1/6/18 from causes to be determined and I will update when available.
Remember when first met Randy, it was the fourth grade. We were just little boys maybe 8 or 9 years old. He was this thin, tanned, blond short curly haired kid. We used to go catch pollywogs at a pond down the street at the end of the road. We also used to fish the river with just a hand line for bullhead. Yes, we got in trouble big time for going to the river. Remember he had a contagious smile that warmed your heart as well everyone around. I'm thinking we shared a common wild streak as well as a love of the outdoors.
God bless you Randy, rest in peace. Hope to catch up with you at the pond with a jar for the pollywogs...................
Randy and I were in the same class for 5th and 6th grades at North Auburn. We were very close during those years. I remember playing lots of baseball (he would regularly strike me out if we were on opposing teams), going to Tacoma Giants games, trick-or-treating on Halloween, being cabin-mates at 6th grade spring camp, and playing down by the river. Our interests went in different directions after that period, although we were both avid anglers and regularly crossed paths on the river. One mid-December afternoon in 1971 we were fishing "the slabs". Randy hooked a large steelhead, which he deftly fought. I was able to beach the fish when he got it to the shallows and handed him a beautiful 16 pounder. I'm not sure about the last time I saw Randy. I think it was in the gym at GRCC in 1972 or 73. What I can vividly remember is his glee when he'd strike me out and the exhilaration when the fish was in his hands. RIP Randy.