Leo Hadley MacDonald, Sr.

March 15, 1934August 5, 2018

Leo Hadley MacDonald, Sr., Fortified with the Sacraments of Holy Mother Church on Sunday, August 5, 2018.

Leo passed away peacefully, surrounded by his beloved wife, Susan, and seven children; son of God, husband, father, grandfather, brother, friend, counsel and counselor, tinkerer, sailor, soldier, budding spy-novelist, jeep-driver, umbrella-rafter, carpenter, "can man" sculptor, Top Gun, jokester, inventor, pinewood derby champion, trustee, teacher, surprise rider, photo-collagist, poet, and eternal optimist, forever having his "best day yet."

Leo was born in Saint Louis, MO on March 15th, 1934 to Alice Dean Hadley and Bernard Callaghan MacDonald, Sr. Devoted husband of 56 years to Susan George MacDonald, and beloved father to Paul MacDonald, Mary (Wynne) Murphy, Leo (Laura) MacDonald, Jr., Trish (Dean) Bordeaux, Suzanne (Shawn) Tucker, Mark (Mihoko) MacDonald, and Kathleen (Niels) Beck. Loving grandfather to Holly, Rick and Jack Murphy; Libby, Ryan, Abbey and Molly MacDonald; Robert, Claire and Brendan Bordeaux; Reilly, Morgan, Hadley and Colin Tucker; Yuzu MacDonald; and Audrey and Niels Beck. Leo now joins his departed brothers Bernard Callaghan MacDonald, Jr. and Edward King MacDonald.

Leo attended Our Lady of Lourdes grade school, Saint Louis University High School, Springhill College in Mobile, AL, earning a B.S. in Political Science, and, after a brief stint in the army, St. Louis University School of Law, where he earned his J.D. After graduation, he was appointed Assistant Circuit Attorney for the City of St. Louis, then Chief Trial Assistant, before entering private practice. In 1981, he was one of the four co-founders of the law firm now known as Carmody MacDonald, which would remain one of his great life-long passions. While there, he was an integral part in the formation and management of The Animas Foundation, a non-profit organization dedicated to protecting open lands.

A fixture in his home, neighborhood, office and parish, "Leo Señor" made friends quickly and left a lasting impression, especially where he frequented most: in and around St. Louis, his cherished lake house in St. Clair, MO, and regular family vacation spots in Pensacola, FL., Whitefish Bay in Door County, WI, and Georgetown, Bahamas. He was a proud member of Legatus, a Knight of The Holy Sepulchre, and a Knight of Malta. Leo lives on in the bodies and souls of his loving family, and the memories and hearts of all who were lucky enough to have known him.

Services: Visitation will be held on Wed, August 8, 2018 from 4 - 8 p.m. at Kriegshauser West Mortuary, 9450 Olive Blvd. Saint Louis, MO 63132. A Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated on Thu, August 9, 2018 at 11 a.m. at Our Lady of Lourdes Catholic Church, 7148 Forsyth Blvd, University City, MO 63105. Interment at Calvary Cemetery. In lieu of flowers, if desired, please send donations to White House Jesuit Retreat or Saint Louis University High School.

Please leave a favorite memory of Leo for the family to cherish at the "Add a Memory" link below.


  • Bernard Callaghan MacDonald Sr., Father
  • Alice Dean (nee' Hadley) MacDonald, Mother
  • Susan (nee' George) MacDonald, Wife
  • Paul MacDonald, Son
  • Mary (Wynne) Murphy, Daughter
  • Leo (Laura) MacDonald Jr., Son
  • Trish (Dean) Bordeaux, Daughter
  • Suzanne (Shawn) Tucker, Daughter
  • Mark (Mihoko) MacDonald, Son
  • Kathleen (Niels) Beck, Daughter
  • Holly Murphy, Granddaughter
  • Rick Murphy, Grandson
  • Jack Murphy, Grandson
  • Libby MacDonald, Granddaughter
  • Ryan MacDonald, Grandson
  • Abbey MacDonald, Granddaughter
  • Molly MacDonald, Granddaughter
  • Robert Bordeaux, Grandson
  • Claire Bordeaux, Granddaughter
  • Brendan Bordeaux, Grandson
  • Reilly Tucker, Granddaughter
  • Morgan Tucker, Granddaughter
  • Hadley Tucker, Grandson
  • Colin Tucker, Grandson
  • Yuzu MacDonald, Granddaughter
  • Audrey Beck, Granddaughter
  • Niels Beck, Grandson
  • Bernard Callaghan MacDonald Jr., Brother
  • Edward King MacDonald, Brother

  • Paul MacDonald
  • Leo MacDonald, Jr.
  • Mark MacDonald
  • Dean Bordeaux
  • Shawn Tucker
  • Niels Beck


  • Visitation Wednesday, August 8, 2018
  • Mass of Christian Burial Thursday, August 9, 2018
  • Rite of Committal Thursday, August 9, 2018

Leo Hadley MacDonald, Sr.

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Ted STeele

August 10, 2018

I first encountered Leo in the Summer of 2006. It was at the Hadley estate in Sunset Hills and I was there to be interviewed by this guy to research the family history. From the get-go, Leo was like no other. Ours wasn't a "meeting," it was an "encounter." He was, of course, charming, witty, and engaging. As we strolled the grounds he became more and more animated about the venture that he and I were about to set out on.

For the next twelve years we worked together on the family history and during those years Leo reached out again and again, inviting me and my wife to Christmas dinners at the Hadley home, sharing events of great joy and loss within the broader family, as I compiled the record of their achievements and tragedies.

Working with Leo could sometimes be "challenging." I am a linear thinker. From A to B. From problem to solution. That does not describe Leo. Our many phone calls always started with an exchange of witticisms, but then when I wanted to "get down to business," Leo's amazing mind would go scampering off in all sorts of directions. He was a great storyteller and his stories were plentiful and well-told. Those phone calls were never brief, but they were always a joy. And, eventually, we did get to whatever the business at hand might have been.

Although my introduction to Leo was for a business arrangement, over the years I got to know him he became a good friend. And I reveled in those phone calls. I am certain that his passing leaves a large hole in the family and I am saddened by his loss. But it great fun to have worked with him and I treasure his memory.

Ted Steele

Michelle MacDonald

August 9, 2018

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; (emphasis 😉
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,
In her sepulchre there by the sea—
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

Michelle MacDonald

August 9, 2018

My angel cousins, this is a tough road, but paved with many hearts that feel your loss. Take the best parts, move forward, and be happy.
4th of July bike parades on Maryland, horns, Wash U fireworks, hamburgers, the Garrs, and the Backers, Brenan’s in New Orleans when Nixon resigned, Spring Hill classmates, Pensacola with my friends, Leos southern drawl, mint juleps, Socratic teaching, faith, Nini Madonna collection, Aunt Ri furniture, patience, patience, patience, beautiful white crocheted bedspread, Tab, RC, steak dinners, white niblet corn, teaching the kids to cook, sailing, ready on the right, ready on the left, daffodils from the Netherlands for St.Clair, treehouse, Cal’s Genealogy……
I still remember the words Leo…..
Annabel Lee
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
I and my Annabel Lee—
With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsmen came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,
Went envying her and me—
Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we—
Of many far wiser than we—
And neither the angels in Heaven above
Nor the demons down under the sea
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

Michelle MacDonald

August 9, 2018

He then instructed Paul and Mary to put the sand on me while in the hole. “Shell can you move?” I was laughing so hard, no Leo I can’t. He said good. Mary and Paul were instructed to put the frigid waters of Lake Michigan down my back. And Leo was happy.
Little Leo would prove to be cagey and wiry. And then came Trish. What a cuddle angel. Followed by the spiritual Suzanne. The delightful companion to my sister Alice. On the scene came Mark. He was his own person from the beginning. And finally, the star in her parents’ eyes Kathleen. All rocked in the white chair in the sweet yellow nursery. Sue was mother earth, and Leo was happy.
Dad was always happy going to 7254 Maryland. For all of us it was an extension of Nini and Grandpa. Dad would joke you will not believe there are now 32 bedrooms in that house. And Leo was happy.
In eighth grade my presentation of Edgar Allen Poe’s last poem was Annabel Lee. For an entire weekend Leo taped and retaped my presentation. How many of us give a child 3 days? Leo gave me voice, speed, diction, gesture instructions. He taught me an appreciation of poetry. Of course, he reveled in my A. And Leo was happy.
I would be remis to not mention the challenges of life that Leo equally shared. His guidance, advice, spirit, always reminded me I had a lifelong cheerleader. We were unconditionally loved. We knew he shared all parts of life, death, faith, birth, and remained present. And I was happy with that love.
Uncle Leo, thank you for always being my second father. Thank you for sharing the dearest love of your life, Aunt Sue. And thank you for teaching all of us how to be happy. Your legacy continues to grow and multiply. There is no better testament to a life well lived.

To the Joy that was Leo,
Shell (always your favorite niece 😉 and Dad
Aunt Sue, there are no words only the faith he is still happy……thank you for loving him…..

Michelle MacDonald

August 9, 2018

Et al.,
At the age of 7 Leo came to 24 Enfield with a surprise. We never knew what it would be. I did know, there was not a time; when I was not loved by him. I did know, he loved truly loved my father. My father loved Leo. And Leo was happy.
But this time was different. Our surprise was the tallest, most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Her name was Sue. And Leo was happy. So very happy.
The wedding was beautiful. Dad said she was now our family. I called her Aunt. Leo loved that….
I would always describe Leo as a combination of Cal and Ned. The best parts of them which are always bestowed on the youngest. And Leo was happy.
I remember how delighted Dad was when Leo became a lawyer. We had to memorize he was “the special prosecuting attorney for the city of St.Louis.” Dad proudly drove us by the courthouse telling us that is where Leo was working. And we were all happy.
Dad could always tell when Sue was going to have a baby. I remember going to the small apartment in Clayton to see Paul. He was so beautiful, and Aunt Sue was sooooooooooooooo happy. She seemed to get happier with each baby. And Leo was happy.
By the time Mary came, Grandpa was getting sick. That Christmas I could hold Mary standing up in Nini’s living room. Leo loved his mother with his total being. Nini would just light up when he entered a room. Nini would always ask now how many children do they have? And Leo was happy.
When Little Leo came, Aunt Sue realized she did not have 3 hands. Leo invited me to Wisconsin for the summer. I was so happy. Mrs. George made homemade raspberry jelly. She was beautiful like Aunt Sue and loved those babies.
Leo asked me to help Mary and Paul build a sandcastle. We dug and dug and dug. Leo kept saying; no deeper. It was an engineering feat. Leo said that is such a big hole why don’t you climb in Shell. I did.

Diane MacDonald Martin

August 8, 2018

Dilly!Dilly! Uncle Leo-
Only seems fitting since the sippings of a cold Budweiser and the creativity you did with the leftover cans.
A remarkable magician as well. It always intrigued me the magic of pulling a silver dollar out of my ear at a very young age.
Thru the years your magical gifts, talents, and professionalism were shared with all you’ve met.
My prayers to the entire family that your grief be short and these memories everlasting.
Dilly!Dilly! My dear Uncle

Maggie (MacDonald) Bullard

August 8, 2018

Sending my love from Louisiana. I am so very sorry for your loss. Uncle Leo was a treasure of a human. He truly was one of a kind. I’ll never forget his laugh and his smile. Most of all his love for his family. There is no doubt he spent his life smiling and working tirelessly for his family. Love always. Fly high Leo.

Austin Orendorff

August 7, 2018


Rosemary and I join with you and your family in sorrow over Leo’s death. What a great husband, father and friend he was. It is a shame that God only made one person like him.

Because I know that Leo would encourage us to have a happy thought, let me leave you with these remembrances:

Leo was my roommate during our second and third years at Spring Hill and we planned to be together the fourth year but I had to toss him for Rosemary who I married just before school started. I believe he understood the situation.

It seems to me that Leo’s dad had his boys take courses at college to put them into professions as business, accounting and law that would be beneficial to run his own business. Leo was chosen to be the lawyer. I really believed he wanted to be an engineer. To prove my point, Leo during our third year made us an air conditioner to cool off our hot room. He bought a fan and then wired a clock to turn it on and off. He put a large block of ice in a pan that he placed on top of the tallest piece of furniture in our room that housed my clothing. He had the fan’s air blowing over the ice; indeed our room was much cooler during that night. Leo the engineer was again a hero in my eyes until I discovered that the pan did not hold all the water from the melted ice and I did not have one piece of dry clothing to put on. His father was right because his son was one great attorney.

We will miss him.


Buddy and Rosemary Orendorff

Maggie (Mags) Lower

August 7, 2018

Probably my favorite “Big Leo” memory and to be clear there are too many too count...was when we was building birdhouses. Kathy and I came back to the house one night and he was trying to work out solar heated panels for the ledges of the birdhouses so the birds’ feet wouldn’t freeze to the house. He left no detail unattended. Ever. And he did everything with total commitment. He was one of a kind.

Charlie and Paula Backer

August 7, 2018

Our loving condolences to the entire MacDonald Family. Rest assured that your Dad is in a wonderful place, blessing you all from above. Thank you Uncle Leo for the unforgettable childhood memories of mystery jeep rides and incredibly fun days at the lake. Your selflessness and grace will always be remembered.


Leo Hadley MacDonald, Sr., Fortified with the Sacraments of Holy Mother Church on Sunday, August 5, 2018.