Larry Paul McKay
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Obituary
Larry McKay was born at Port Orchard’s Harrison Hospital in
1943 and spent his childhood in West Seattle, where he and his younger brother
Dale used to explore Lincoln Park. Larry was always a model big brother. In that same park he taught Dale valuable lessons in navigation by
ditching him in the middle of the woods and heading home. He also made sure
Dale had new tennis shoes whenever he needed them. He showed Dale how to jam
the toe of his old tennis shoe into the escalator stair at JCPenney then run to
the store clerks with the damaged shoe. The clerk would get anxious and offer a
brand new pair off the shelves while ushering him out of the store.
Worked every time.
Larry’s mom died when he was 13 and some rough years
followed, but at 18 he joined the Navy and excelled as a radioman while based
in San Diego. In 1965, after four years, he was honorably discharged from the
Navy without ever once stepping foot on a boat--an accomplishment he was
especially proud of though no award ceremony materialized. In 1966, he met
his wife Katie Donahoe in Spokane. They married later that year and had their only son Patrick on September 1, 1967. Two weeks later Larry joined the
Northern Pacific Railway as a brakeman. In 1971, his daughter Bridget was born
right before Thanksgiving. She weighed 7 lbs, 14 ounces. Fortunately for her,
the turkey was 9 lbs, 11 ounces.
Larry continued to work for the railroad, eventually
retiring after 36 years of service. He simply reached a point where there was
nothing more he could learn about trains. He knew everything. Including the function of that doohickey that makes a “ssshhhhhh” sound
on a locomotive, as well as the names of the engineers who were gullible
enough to fall for it when he told them to pay up the twenty bucks they owed
him.
Obviously, Larry was a man with principles. He believed in
education and insisted (at no small expense) that his kids go to Gonzaga Prep
then onto college. And he was always willing to help family (no matter how
extended) through tough times. He was also a sports fan. He attended every
softball game his daughter played from grade school all the way up to the
University of Washington, he held season tickets to the Spokane Indians, and he
would often lose sleep thinking about the sorry state of
the Mariner bullpen.
All through his life, Larry continued to develop his
appreciation for a well-crafted practical joke. When his own dad passed away in
Hutchinson, KS, Larry and brother Dale booked their rooms in the newest motel
in the city. When their sister Susan hit town after traveling all the way from
her home in France, they told her their motel was booked up, so they had her at
a different one. They then drove her, haggard and jet-lagged, from the airport
out to an old, abandoned fleabag at the edge of town. Larry parked in the
motel’s lot, got out of the car, and pulled her bag out of the trunk. It was
somewhere around then Susan lost it. Both Larry and Dale were lucky to live
through the incident.
Larry is survived by wife Katie McKay, son Patrick McKay
(wife Nina), daughter Bridget McKay (partner Charles Burns), Brothers Dale
McKay (wife Kathe) and Bob Salkeld (wife Debbie) and, of course, his sister
Susan Martin (husband David), several nieces and nephews and two beautiful
granddaughters, Avery and Madeleine.
A small memorial service will be held for Larry at Lincoln
Park Beach near his childhood home later in May. To send condolences to the
McKay family in lieu of flowers, please make a donation to Hospice of Spokane
or the Mariner’s pitching staff.
If Susan would like to attend the memorial, Larry wants her
to know he’s already booked her a place to stay.
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