Kenneth Richard McGhee

Ken was born February 14, 1941 in Astoria, Or. to Louis and Alice Larson McGhee. He grew up with two brothers, Jim and Don and went to school in Seattle, WA. He was a 1959 graduate of Queen Anne High School.

Ken was very smart as a teenager, at 15 years old he put a completely torn apart Model A back together again to his brother’s amazement. At 16, he introduced his brother Don to his investor.

Ken had several jobs prior to his chosen career. After completing the Thomas Edison Technical School and Marine Machinist Apprenticeship, Ken worked for and retired from American President Lines as a Marine Machinist in Shipping Refrigeration.

Ken enjoyed Ford cars and trucks, shooting guns, Elvis music, and drinking Diet Coke from McDonalds!

Ken was preceded in death by his parents Lou, Alice, and Stepfather Bob Anderson, also his brothers Jim and Don.

Ken is survived by his nieces and nephews, Laurie (Jim) Berbells, Mike McGhee (Fiancée, Olya), Tom (Lisa) McGhee, Pete (Renee) McGhee, Kelly (Kelly) Crawford, Ronna McGhee, and many great nieces and nephews.

A graveside service will be held for Ken on September 2, 2016 at 11:00 AM, Acacia Cemetery, Cypress Garden Section, at 14951 Bothell Way N.E., Seattle, WA. 98155. A potluck will follow at Nina McGhee’s home at 23317 32nd Ave. W., Brier, WA. 98036, weather permitting.

I’m Free

Those we love don’t go away,

Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free, I’m following the path that God laid for me.

I took his hand when I heard his call, I turned my back and left it all.

I could not stay another day, To laugh, to love, to work to play.

Tasks left undone must stay that way, I’ve found that peace at the end of the day.

If my parting has left a void, Then fill it with remembered joy.

A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss, Ah, yes these things too I will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow, I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.

My Life’s been full, I savored much, Good friends, good times, a loved one’s touch.

Perhaps my seemed all too brief, Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief.

Lift up your heart and share with me, God wanted me now, He set my free.

Janice M. Fair-Salters