Royden T Slade

July 5, 1925February 9, 2019

Royden T. Slade, 93, passed away February 9, 2019. Beloved husband of the late Lorraine (nee Michalski). Loving father of Peggy (Larry) Schneider, Royden (Janie Ann) Slade, Russell (Maureen) Slade, and Renee Slade. Proud grandfather of Paul Schneider (Sarah Rasmussen), David (Belen) Schneider, Royden C. Slade, Sarah (Michael) Cartier, Jacob Slade, Zachary Slade, and Sierra Slade. Dear brother of Fern Sevy. Fond uncle and friend to many. Memorial Gathering on Friday, February 15, 2019, at St. Mary of Vernon Catholic Church, 236 US-45, Indian Creek, IL 60061, from 10:30 a.m. until time of Memorial Service at 11 a.m. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to a Veteran’s Charity of your choice. For info call (815) 459-1760.


  • Lorraine (nee Michalski), Wife
  • Peggy (Larry) Schneider, Daughter
  • Royden (Janie Ann) Slade, Son
  • Russell (Maureen) Slade, Son
  • Renee Slade, Daughter
  • Paul Schneider (Sarah Rasmussen), Grandson
  • David (Belen) Schneider, Grandson
  • Royden C. Slade, Grandson
  • Sarah (Michael) Cartier, Granddaughter
  • Jacob Slade, Grandson
  • Zachary Slade, Grandson
  • Sierra Slade, Granddaughter
  • Fern Sevy, Brother
  • Fond uncle and friend to many.


  • Memorial Gathering Friday, February 15, 2019
  • Memorial Service Friday, February 15, 2019

Royden T Slade

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Bruce Sevy

February 11, 2019

I can see in my mind three memories of Uncle Royden. One as a young by in California when he can to visit on his way to Disneyland. He told me how great Chicago was and how I need to come and visit. I remember him making me feel like I was his most favorite nephew. I wanted to go with to Disneyland, not because it was a happy place but because he made me feel special.

The next time I remember was about 35 years ago when my wife and I visited grandpa Slade at a rest home in Ogden when he was about 94. Again Royden shared his love of Chicago and told me I need to come and see the city. He reached out and made me feel like I knew him forever and if I was his favorite nephew.

The last memory that comes to mind was about 20 years ago when he and his younger brother came to visit mom and dad in San Diego and we all had dinner. Again he spoke of his beloved Chicago, this time I felt like I was missing out having never visited. But then he said, it’s ok if you know me it’s as good as having been there. Once again he made me feel like his favorite, he kind of had a way of doing that. Tell we meet again favorite nephew!