A Sacred Moment


Richard E. Carr

May 18, 1930 - August 06, 2015

Beloved Husband, Father, Grandfather, Uncle and Friend

Richard "Dick" E. Carr, 85, was born in Fall River, Massachusetts to Wilfred and Gladys Carr. Raised in Tiverton, Rhode Island. He died in Bothell on August 6, 2015. Survived by his loving wife of 58 years, Arlene Carr of Bothell, daughter Heidi (Steve) Skeen of Dundee, Oregon, daughter Lorraine (Patrick) Clarke of Olympia, grandsons Jared and Ryan Clarke of Olympia, brother Allen Carr of Galesburg, Illinois, and numerous nieces and nephews. Preceded in death by his son, Rick Carr, and eleven siblings.

Dick served as a Seabee in the US Navy as well as a Construction Engineer in the US Army. He was an Honored Member of the International Union of Operating Engineers, Local 302, since 1963. He was a longtime member of Lamb of God Lutheran Church, formerly known as Our Savior Lutheran Church, in Seattle. Dick was an antique car fancier and belonged to various automobile clubs, participating in numerous car shows and parades. He truly enjoyed participating in the annual Bothell Fourth of July Parade, driving his family each year in one of his four antique cars, which he had proudly restored.

Many thanks to Eng's Adult Family Home in Bothell for their love, compassion, and excellent care of Dick during the last three and one half years of his life.


Memorial service to be held Saturday, August 15 at 11am at Lamb of God Lutheran Church, 12509-27th Ave NE, Seattle, Washington, 98125.


Contributions to Lamb of God Lutheran Church; Providence Hospice of Snohomish County, 2731 Wetmore Avenue, Suite 500, Everett, Washington, 98201; Leukemia and Lymphoma Society, 123 NW 36th Street, Seattle, Washington, 98107.


The Courage of Life

The courage of life is often a less dramatic spectacle than the courage of the final moment; but it is no less a magnificent mixture of triumph and tragedy.

John F. Kennedy

Miss Me, But Let Me Go

When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little-but not too long,
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared.
Miss me-but let me go.

For this is a journey we all must take,
And each must go alone.
It is all a part of the Master's plan,
A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick of heart,
Go to the friends we know,
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.
Miss me-but let me go.

Author Unknown


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