Henry H. McKay
December 4, 1927 – May 7, 2018
Henry Haywood McKay lived a life of service, whether as a Corporal in the U.S. Army, City of Jackson Firefighter, a volunteer baseball coach, helping anyone in need, or serving in different capacities through his church. Henry, 90, of Madison, MS passed away on May 7, 2018 at Hospice Ministries in Ridgeland, MS after fighting Alzheimer’s disease. Henry was born December 4, 1927 in Philadelphia, MS to Gordon and Ida McKay. After marrying Walterine Burt McKay, Henry was drafted into the U.S. Army during the Korean War. Once returning from combat, Henry completed his studies and earned a Bachelor’s Degree in Education from Mississippi College. Henry retired as a Captain from the City of Jackson Fire Department in 1986. Henry loved his Lord and Savior. He was a Charter Member of St. Matthew’s Methodist Church in Madison, MS and enjoyed serving and fellowshipping with his Sunday School Class. Henry is survived by his wife of 71 years, Walterine Burt McKay; son, Barney McKay (Gail) of Brandon, MS; grandchildren, Brett McKay (Jamie) and Brandon McKay (Lynn); one great-grandson, Davis Henry McKay; brother, James McKay; sisters, Bobbie Jean Cumberland and Madeline Strahan; and numerous nieces nephews and cousins. Henry was preceded in death by his parents; brother, Wayne McKay; sisters, Ruth Clark, Alice Fulton, and Edna Pickard. Visitation will be held at Parkway Funeral Home in Ridgeland on Wednesday, May 9 from 4pm to 6pm and on Thursday, May 10 from 9:30am until the service at 10:30am. In lieu of flowers, Memorials may be made to Christ’s Cupboard at St. Matthews Methodist Church.
- Visitation Wednesday, May 9, 2018
- Visitation Thursday, May 10, 2018
- Funeral Service Thursday, May 10, 2018
Henry H. McKay
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May 12, 2018
What a pleasant, friendly, kind, genuine gentleman Henry McKay was! He was never a man long on words, at least in my experience. But he chose his words well and made them count. With a quip or a question and just the right inflection in his voice (which I can still hear) he made those around him laugh.
Henry McKay loved his grandsons boundlessly and demonstrated that love in countless ways. Perhaps the most important thing he gave them was the gift of his time and attention. They are so much the better for it.
I never heard Henry McKay say a cross word. I never saw him in a bad mood. I imagine he had his less-than-perfect days, but he didn't let on, at least when I was around.
I'm so pleased that Mr. McKay lived to see -- and to hold in his arms -- his great-grandson, Davis.
Mr. McKay is gone now, but he lives on in those who knew him.