May 11, 1927 - June 10, 2010

Dick passed away June 10, 2010 at the age of 83 at his home from complications from Alzheimers, two strokes, pancreatic and colon cancer. He’d been a resident of Everett his entire life. He graduated from Everett High School in 1945 and served in the Navy. His first job was at the Assessors office and then later worked at Snohomish County PUD as a substation engineer and retired in 1980. Then in 1986 Dick went to work for Cavassa and Associates in Monroe, Washington. Dick and Ginger married in 1951.

Dick looked forward to each Monday morning for breakfast with his golfing buddies and the time spent golfing and the precious moments with the guys. While working for Cavassa Associated he enjoyed each day, loved the job and everyone, including the gals at the Hair Salon! Dick said they were all his second family. Dick also loved coffee time each day with a dear friend, Bill Harmsen. Dick enjoyed his walks each day with Noel and Buddy at Lowell Park and the many people and their pets he met and enjoyed.

Dick was preceded in death by his parents Howard and Meta Spence and brother Howard Jr. Survivors include his wife Ginger Stewart of 58 years and his children: Cam Thurlau (Ken), Steve Spence (Pam), and Ed Spence (Judy), eight grandchildren and eight great-grandchildren and his loving animals Buddy, Noel and Diesel.

FUNERAL INFORMATION

A small private service was held Sunday June 13th with his family. Dick was cremated and later will be inurned at Cypress Cemetery along side of his brother in the Veterans area

Memorial

death is always sad

I feel your sorrow,
And appreciate your prayers.
When you are lonely
Know that I am nearby for you.
While I'm no longer on earth, I'm in a new place -
A place too beautiful to describe.
It's a place of peace, comfort and love,
A place so warm and wonderful
It defies imagination.
While you are sad now,
You will grow in strength.
You can turn to me in prayer - please do.
You can continue to love me.
I will watch over you - though for now
You will not be able to see or touch me.
You are still on earth
And meant to be there for now.
You will grieve; it isn't easy.
Death is always sad.

Author Unknown