H. R. "Ross" Howell R. Porter IV
July 9, 1980 – March 21, 2021
“H.R.” “Ross” (Howell R. Porter IV,) 40, of Louisville, passed in his sleep on Sunday, March 21, 2021 at his home. Isn’t that how all obituaries begin? With my Mom’s years in the business and experience in knowing how to write my obituary, here we go. Don’t mind her, she’s writing in third person ..
“I was born on July 9th of 1980 to Howell R Porter III and Kathy McKay Porter at 5:33 pm at Baptist East Hospital. It was a beautiful, sunny day and Mom went into labor with me starting to kick her at around 5:30 am. I guess I have been quite the rascal all my life, anything to get attention you know … or so Mom says. I was always in a hurry and never really focused – to which we found out I had ADHD and I was impatient about everything in life. Try teaching a new Mom how to deal with that! It was exhausting! We moved to Dallas, Texas – the big “D” and I went to grade school there. My parents divorced and it was just me and Mom. The dynamic duo .. which was good because she was always there no matter what. And trust me when I tell you, I gave her a run for her money and patience!
Seizures began when I was 8 and it proved to be a rough time for me and Mom all through my life. Doctors, medications and therapists. I’ve gone through a lot – and not always with dexterity, as I could be quite a handful and bullheaded. I didn’t like taking meds at school because it made me different and that was no fun. When we moved back to Kentucky it seemed to only get worse.
I found that I had a passion for building Lego sets of epic proportion and I was damned good at it. (Excuse me while I bow!) But I missed out on a lot in life. You know like graduating from PRP or going to prom. I never drove but always wanted a Ford F150 or dually truck or a Rubicon Jeep … course my Nan wouldn’t have appreciated the Jeep given she retired from Ford! I didn’t get into the Air Force, but flying a Stealth was always something I had wanted to do. I didn’t get to see the Grand Canyon either. And at times I felt “ghostlike” as though people didn’t see me, the real me. I just wanted to be normal and have friends. Seizures were a curse for me. I hated having them and how they seemed to take over my life. I’ve spent waaay too much time in hospitals.
I’ve lost a grandpa, John H. McKay who was a Commander in the Navy; a great-grandmother, Granny, Elizabeth Bohlsen; my aunt Pat and Uncle Teddy Bohlsen and numerous pets along the way. The worst part though is leaving my Mom, Kathy Porter and my Nan, Joyce McKay behind along with our two cats, Max and Charlie Brown because I didn’t get to say good bye and I love you to any of them. I always hoped to be around to help take care of my Mom and Nan, but obviously, God had a different thought when he said on Sunday, the 21st, “You’ve endured enough H.R., so come on home.” I always thought that each of us is connected somehow, someway, so now I get to meet others who have gone before me. I know Mom wants me to meet her grandpa, Theodore E. “Bill” Bohlsen, because according to Mom, “he was the bomb!” I can’t wait!
I was given the gift of life in 1980 and now I guess in 2021 I have to give it back. In my opinion, it wasn’t enough time .. I wasn’t ready. But even with all the trials and struggles in life, I was lucky and loved.
Mom’s planning a memorial for me to include my favorite time of year, Christmas, on my birthday, July 9, 2021, with a gathering beginning at 5:00pm and service beginning at 6:00pm. Thank you to all of you that have reached out to her … she and I appreciate you.”
Love Ross – “H.R.”
P.S. To help out the local food bank, would you please bring a canned good or a non-perishable… Thanks !
I’ve lost a grandpa, John H. McKay who was a Commander in the Navy; a great-grandmother, Granny, Elizabeth Bohlsen; my aunt Pat and Uncle Teddy Bohlsen and numerous pets along the way.
The worst part though is leaving my Mom, Kathy Porter and my Nan, Joyce McKay behind along with our two cats, Max and Charlie Brown because I didn’t get to say good bye and I love you to any of them.
I always hoped to be around to help take care of my Mom and Nan, but obviously, God had a different thought when he said on Sunday, the 21st, “You’ve endured enough H.R., so come on home.” I always thought that each of us is connected somehow, someway, so now I get to meet others who have gone before me. I know Mom wants me to meet her grandpa, Theodore E. “Bill” Bohlsen, because according to Mom, “he was the bomb!” I can’t wait!
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H. R. "Ross" Howell R. Porter IV
Dr. Rick Ward-Harder
April 14, 2021
On behalf of the Celebrants and the Life Celebration Team of the Houston Dignity Memorial Market, please know that we extend our sincerest sympathies to you and your family. The obituary you wrote for your son clearly shows the depth of love the two of you shared and we know that the Life Tribute that you will offer at his Memorial will be equally reflective of his life as well as healing for you and those in attendance. You shall remain in our hearts and our prayers as you navigate this path of grief and healing. May you experience the warmth of love and peace surrounding you.
April 11, 2021
Kathy, The afternoon of March 22nd when I received a call from you about losing your Son Ross, my heart ached so badly for you. The emotions you described, the pain, anguish, and devastation from losing a Son, was very real to me as well. Over the years, we’ve shared so many stories & similarities about our (Boys). I’ve never met Ross, but I felt as though I knew him bc of Daniel. They were truly gifted in so many astonishing ways. Now that Ross has passed onto his heavenly home, I’m sure Daniel will greet him with a smile & a handshake with the words, “Hi Ross, I’m Daniel, nice to meet you.” I hear we have a lot in common.” We’ve been fortunate to have unconditional Love from our Mothers. Kathy, I will continue to pray for you & your family. You’ve been a wonderful friend to me & our family over the years. Love & Prayers, Dianne, Johnny, & Katie
April 1, 2021
You, my friend, were a force to be reckoned with and one of the most complex people I have known. Your natural ability with all things electronic always blew me away! Our love of so many music genres was one of the things we enjoyed and no one made a disc better than you. We always shared our latest kitty stories sometimes funny and sometimes too crazy. I will always miss your “Hi Kay Burkeee “ or my favorite “I think you and mom need some hair help” when it was time... I am comforted knowing that I now have Ross Porter, Angel 1st Class watching over me...
Fly high and be free,
April 1, 2021
I met Ross when we were just teenagers, our moms took us to the bowling alley. We were their for the food but those ladies could really sling that ball. I was a little to young to realize exactly what Ross and Cathy were going through but over the years I really began to understand their Struggles and Triumphs and am proud to consider them and their family to be part of mine. On behalf of my family and I, we would like to extend our deepest condolences and sympathy. You are all loved!!!
March 27, 2021
Kathy, I am so sorry for your loss. I know how much you love him.
March 26, 2021
Brother Bear, you were a light in this world that burned bright. Your wit, your sarcasm, your knowledge for all things movies, ships, planes, music, and most importantly, your heart, will be missed more than I can put into words.
We had some great times together. I'll never forget picking you up in the pouring rain, and you were so tall, we had to put the convertible top down to make it to where we were going. Lets not forget you dropping your cheeseburger on my floorboard in rush hour traffic on Bardstown Rd. and you FLINGING my car door open to reach for it. Late night texts, late night facetimes. Great advice and an ear whenever either one of us needed it.
Above all, the big brother I never had, and me the little sis you never had.
I'll miss you forever and love you for always, Bear.
March 25, 2021
Rip Ross I will miss u I love u very much all the good time we had