Kevin Pryor

Kevin’s life though relatively short for this day and age was full of adventures, trials, and tribulations. He was the second son of the three males out of the six children born to Bernice and James Pryor.

He was an Artist, first and foremost who made Christmas murals for family and friends during High School. When he graduated from High School he joined the Air Force and always managed to find beauty in everything or somehow make the most out of a bad situation. Kevin served out his Military Career in Austin, Texas he stayed there after his discharge, worked with another Artist named Regina for a short while, and with multiple people in the Antique Business. He lived there from 1972 through 2006 when he joined family in the Northwest. He missed his friends and certain foods from Texas but was very happy to be out of the heat. In his final days he lived in Seattle but had lived on the Eastside on and off.

If you ever wanted to meet and know a person that was extremely giving and kind that would be our Kevin. He wasn’t wealthy, monetarily speaking but he was the wealthiest of us all in the ability to make friends. He would come back from Dialysis and talk about the wonderful people that he’d met (the Staff and people there). When he moved to his last home in Seattle he would tell me about, how worried he was about some of his friends there. Then he’d ponder on; what he could do to cheer them up, get them out of their rooms if he hadn’t seen them in awhile, and get them involved.

In order to address his giving, kindness, and loving spirit you would need to be with him when he passed a person holding a sign on the side of the road. He would ask me to pull over so he could give the individual some cash or a sandwich from either McDonalds or Subway (a couple of his favorite fast food places). It has been said that some of the people on the side of the road are just out to make an easy dollar, but Kevin didn’t see that as a reason not to share what little he had. He’d go out of his way to make the individuals feel good by extending a hand, giving a big smile, and saying something nice like “everything’s going to be okay”, something simple like “have a nice day!” or “things will turn around”. We are all called to “Love thy neighbor as thyself” but not all of us practice what we’ve learned or what we’ve been taught. He wasn’t perfect and struggled with understanding a lot of things that were occurring and why he had to do certain things in the latter stage of his life due to medical issues.

Not many of us when we pass will have so many people from all walks of life acknowledge that we’ve been here. However, without trying he made a significant difference in every life that he touched.

Rest in Peace with our Blessings and Love,

Your family and friends