OBITUARY

Alan Lee Ross

July 3, 1948October 15, 2019

Alan Lee Ross was born on July 3 1948, passed away October 15, 2019 at the age of 71. Raised in Seattle by loving parents Joseph and Helen Ross along with his twin brother Gary and younger brother Dennis. During his long life he pursued a career in drafting, working in Seattle and Hawaii. He built 2 modest homes, one in Port Orchard and one near Keeau, Hawaii. Both were his pride and joy, and after retirement he would spend the summers in Port Orchard and winters in Hawaii, where his heart truly lived!

He leaves behind his twin brother Gary, his son Corey, several grandkids & cousins, and many, many friends he dearly loved. He will be truly missed by many!

A celebration of his life will be held Saturday, November 2, 10:00AM in the chapel at Evergreen-Washelli Funeral Home 11111 Aurora Ave N. Seattle.

Fond memories and expressions of sympathy may be shared at https://www.dignitymemorial.com for the Ross family.

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Kathleen Cage

October 31, 2019

Sharing Memories:
This Harper native met Al in 2000, on day one of my ferry commute, having bought a home, a major league pitcher’s stone’s throw from Harper Park. This introduction was welcomingly provided by Carol, and of course, Lonnie was there!

While Al seemed to prefer anthuriums, plumeria, and ti leaves, there were few, who, celebrated tidal saltwaters, winter wrens, summer flowers, deciduous huckleberry, and the pileated woodpecker, as much as Al and I. He knew them all by name, and knew their details.

A partial list of memories: the smell of maple syrup being poured over hot pancakes, next to a steaming cup of coffee, and Al; each and every conversation where Al was present; mischief; cats; laughter at how funny we all are; home, yard, wood pile stacking contests; maritime safety; Friday night “happy hours” on my carport breezeway next to the chimineria; assuring safety and possible downed power lines during all storms. As a floral designer, my clients and I, cherished and honored the cedar, fir, berried huckleberry, green salmonberry branches, wild plum blooming branches, and dripping lichen, I would cut and haul to the studio, a couple times a year. These cuttings, from Al’s sacred Harper home, were magic, fragrant, beauty beyond worded description.

In about 2008 or so, while sitting by the boat launch, Al spoke some words. They were kind of just said out loud: “This world is so beautiful, I will miss it when I am gone”
I rarely recall what I had for lunch, yesterday. But, not a day has passed, when I don’t recall, speak in my mind and heart, this word memory. Al, I love you, and I will deeply miss you. I send all love, peace, and healing to your family, and us friends. This place is better, because you were here with us. I hold you always.

Gary Ross

October 30, 2019

Ann McRill

October 30, 2019

Al was a creative, self motivated, generous, plant and cat loving renaissance man who loved people. His relationships with others meant everything to him. He was a guy that would take lemons and make lemonade. He lost his wife to divorce, and went out to live in a plastic shack and created a home in what is known today as "Punky Woods." (Al scrounged a lot of the materials that went into making his home, so the name was inspired by nearby neighbors that said, "Al, you sure use a lot of punky wood!" I think "Punky" was even his nickname for a long time.

His mom Helen was an angel! Al took showers at her house, did laundry there, picked up Corey and would take him out to Punky Woods for weekends. He was close to all his brothers. I never saw a band of brothers that hung around together so much. Al, Gary, and Dennis. Al always wanted to make things better for everyone, and could get frustrated when things were not going as planned. A little streak of Dennis in him I guess.

Al and I parted ways, but lemonaide was to be made. Al nourished his friendship with my old roommates, Bill and Linda Blackston. Bill and Al became kindred spirits through their creativity and love of abode, and remained great friends for life. When the Blackstons moved to Hawaii, Al visited them there, became an extended part of their family, and fell in love with Hawaiiana and Merry Monarch. I ran into Al years later when we worked in the same building. We became friends again over the years. It has been a pleasure to know him in that way.

I am so sorry Al is gone. Mostly I feel for Gary, who never took a breath without Al till now. I do believe Al's spirit will live on through his land in Hawaii. What he did there was not short of remarkable. It is truly a beautifully landscaped park-like utopia, as was Punky Woods. It is a thin veil that now separates us from him, but he is not forgotten. Bon Voyage Al, take all the love where you go. Aloha & Mahalo forever.

Lonnie Hanson

October 29, 2019

I met Al many years go, while commuting to Seattle on the old Southworth foot ferry. Many days we spent chatting in the morning and afternoon.We became fast, good friends as most of the people who ever met Al. He was truly one of the best people I've ever had the pleasure of calling my friend. He was the best man at my wedding and was always there to chat, discuss todays issues and seek guidance. I still cannot believe he has left us so early.

Al, you will truly be missed but never gone from my thoughts.

Rest easy my friend, your struggle is over.

Hazel Cox

October 27, 2019

My heart goes out to you Corey, your family, and to Gary. Al Ross was a hero among men. Countless were the times I witnessed him extend grace to those in need. Those he did not know, and those he did. His abiiity to love unconditionally was extraordinary. In all of my days I can honestly say I met a lot of people from all walks of life and Al Ross stood out as one of the best of the best. I, just as so many, will miss his presence in my life. I am blessed to have known Al, to consider him a brother in my Family of Man. I celebrate his life though nothing makes me sadder than knowing he is gone.The heavens have received one of their own. Godspeed to you my dearest Al.

FROM THE FAMILY
FROM THE FAMILY