Ivan Alfred Smith Jr.

May 25, 1933January 26, 2019

Ivan Alfred Smith Jr., loving husband, father, grandfather, great grandfather and all around amazing man passed away on January 26, 2019 in Centralia, Washington. He was 85 years old. Ivan was the fourth of five children, born to Ivan Alfred and Leona Conner Smith on May 25, 1933 in Yakima, Washington.

At age 22, he joined the Navy. A hero in every sense of the word, Ivan served 4 tours in Vietnam as a Hospital Corpsman First Class, serving with both the Navy and the Marines. After 20 years of service, he retired from the military in March, 1975.

After the military, Ivan started a second career in real estate and it was during this time he met and married the love of his life, Elizabeth Lundin. Married on December 26, 1984, they spent 32 happy years together, enjoying family and friends and traveling the country in their RV. Never one to stay still, Ivan loved to travel. He was never happier than when he and Elizabeth could enjoy the open road, spending time in Long Beach, WA, Arizona or their beloved Hawaii. He loved to hunt, fish and grab a beer with his many, many close friends.

Ivan is survived by his youngest sister Beverly Engel (Bob), children Dan Troxler (Dale), Scott Smith (Amy), Ivan Smith, Carleen Smith, and step children Lynn Phipps, Becky Fann (Mike), Martha Wilson (John), Roy Lundin (Kim) and Amy Pelly (Richard). He leaves behind 19 grandchildren and 4 great grandchildren. He was preceded in death by his parents, sisters Colleen Bartlett (Edward), Josephine Brown (LaVern), an infant brother, step daughter Sheila Campbell and his beloved Elizabeth Smith who passed away March 20, 2017.

Fiercely loyal, he loved his family and tried his best to maintain strong relationships with them all. He was a devoted husband to Elizabeth and her death left a huge hole in his heart. We grieve his loss tremendously but take comfort in knowing they are together again.

A memorial service is planned for Thursday, February 21, 2019 at 11:00 a.m. at Acacia Memorial Park & Funeral Home, 14951 Bothell Way NE, Seattle, WA 98155. In lieu of flowers remembrances can be made to The Salvation Army.


21 February

A Service of Worship to Celebrate the Life of Ivan

11:00 am

Acacia Memorial Park & Funeral Home

14951 Bothell Way NE
Seattle, WA 98155

21 February

Catered Reception

12:00 pm

Acacia Funeral Home

14951 Bothell Way Ne
Seattle, Washington


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Carleen Smith

February 14, 2019

My dad was always a free spirit. He was never able to stay in one place for too long. I remember some amazing road trips with him traveling to Oregon, Canada, Idaho, Utah and California. I admired him for bringing people together. Whether it was friends he met along the way or family, he always managed to pull off some pretty amazing reunions.

The biggest sense of pride I felt was when my daughter Rylee was born. I saw a twinkle of something in his eyes that could only be described as pure love and adornment of his grandchild. I will never forget him holding her and saying something funny to me like, “you done good, kid”.

Some of my best memories of my dad included anytime I could get a big belly laugh out of him. Nothing was off limits with him and this made making him laugh even more fun for me.

I was supposed to visit him in Centralia next month and I’m sad I don’t get to see him one last time. To hear his laugh and to see his face. Just one last time. I was his only daughter and he was my only dad. I feel we had a unique relationship that was not always pretty, but we did the best we could.

I will miss his phone calls filled with stories of adventures. I always knew he would be going somewhere and doing something until the day he died. I know this made him very happy, and I am happy that the end of his life was filled with love and travel. I will miss you dad.

Rick Rysinski

February 13, 2019

My Dad and Ivan met in the Navy in the late 50's.....both Hospital men and corpsmen to the Marines. The friendship stayed strong through the 60s 70s 80s..... I knew him as "mr smith". In 1993 right after my dad retired we went with Ivan on a fishing trip ty o Deep Bay British Columbia. This was the start of a yearly trek to Washington to fish....and sometimes CATCH. Over the years the yearly trips became more of a family visit with fishing thrown in. We went to Idaho, Montana,British Columbia....places I never would have went to if it wasnt for a friendship started 60 YRS AGO. Along the way we realized we actually got a whole branch on the family tree. Liz and Ivan welcomed us from the beginning as part of the family. I loved hearing the Navy stories they told every yr. ...the gang barbecues at they're house when the "NJ" people were in town,kielbasa and pork roll on the grill! Ivan even came out for my sons Marine Corps Graduation in June 2005.....was cool watching him and my Dad at Parris Island taking it all in. After my dad passed in 2009,we still came out every yr.....and Ivan became one of my best friends..... and I'll miss our weekly calls to catch up.......and the planning of our next get together. Give my Dad a big hug son as well....and tell him how proud I am of him easy Doc " fair wind and following seas"

Dale Troxler's

February 12, 2019

Group shot. Love you Dad!

Ivan Smith

February 11, 2019

A few things I'll always remember about Dad:

- Sitting on Dad’s lap in his Chevy truck when I was very young, with him letting me steer as we coasted down a slow sloped, empty road in Ellensburg.
- With a few exceptions, his cars were always red. From the old Chevy pickup, to the Pinto, the Chevette, LTD and beyond. Always red.
- Dad could never decide where the woodpile should go - under the deck or next to the garage. Scott and I were enlisted to move the woodpile often, usually when it hold its maximum capacity of creepy crawlies - spiders, centipedes, potato bugs and banana slugs.
- My birthday at the end of first grade, where the Dad and the family picked me up at school, camper loaded, for our trip down the coast to Disneyland. Felt like the coolest kid in school.
- Phone calls with Dad when I was in broadcasting school. He'd make some remark to piss me off - "they're hiring a guy to do farm reports in Umatilla...". When I interned for then landed a job at one of the top-rated radio stations in Seattle, all my cousins seemed to know about it. I think he was proud... even though I was just on weekend overnights.
- In later years, various lunches/brunches at some of my favorite spots around Seattle - The 5 Point Cafe for chicken fried steak and strong coffee, 13 Coins sitting at tall-backed counter seats for omelettes and Bloody Marys, Ludi’s diner at the corner of 2nd and Pike, enjoying Filipino breakfast and conversation with the owners
- The family trip to Sayulita. Sitting on the edge of the pool watching the last sunset of our trip over the Pacific, the sound of cicadas revving up their engines in the canopy of trees below and the crinkle of the palapa as geckos emerged from sunning themselves all day.
- Christmas evening - the last night I saw him. Enjoying the Clint Eastwood movie The Mule at Roadhouse Cinemas in Tucson. Pizzas and popcorn ordered from and delivered to our seats. “That was really neat, Ive! We ought to do that again!”

Elizabeth Engel

February 10, 2019

Hospitality...Uncle Ivan had it down. He liked getting people together, so good about showing up for a special occasion, and good at creating one. I’ll miss visiting him at Long Beach. I will stay at the Mermaid Inn again, and wish he was there.

Dan Troxler

February 8, 2019

Always big fun and adventure at GrandPa's house.

Dan Troxler

February 8, 2019

Always an adventure at GrandPa's. Big fun.

Toby Troxler

February 8, 2019

My GrnadPa was a man that I looked up to in my life. He knew what he needed to put first in his life. I'm so glad that GrandPa and my Grandfather got to meet each other just about a year ago. GrandPa was always so proud of me, my baseball, and everything else in my life. Love you GrandPa.

Dan Troxler

February 8, 2019

My father and mother went their separate ways when I was just two years old. I wouldn't be re- acquainted with Dad until I was thirty-eight. I can share today that these last twenty-two years with my Dad have been the best years of my life. Thank you Ivan and Elizabeth for accepting me and my family back into your lives.

Dan Troxler

February 8, 2019

Always loved the slogan from Navy days, "one team, one fight." This bunch loved their GrandPa and alway knew that he had their back.