A Sacred Moment


Rodney Wesley Isaac

December 07, 1949 - August 14, 2016

Rodney W. Isaac-Born December 7, 1949, Also know as " Big Rod" left us on August 14th, 2016 to continue on to his next journey. His valiant 3 year fight against Prostate Cancer came to a peaceful end at his home surrounded by his family.

After retiring from Boeing as a Welder, he went on to volunteer at the Sno-Isle Welding department, here he was able to share his passion and knowledge with many students.

His family was his anchor. He leaves behind his wife, soul mate and best friend Carol. Son-Roddy (Kristen), Daughter-Rachel, Step son -Jeff (Carla), Step daughter-Jocie (Brian). Grandchildren- Kynan, Katie, Tyler, Tarra, Joey, Jessica and Zachary. Great grandchildren- Mason and Aubree. Sister-Lisa (Ike), Nephew-Isaac (Tiffany) And great nephews- Isaac and Emmet. His fur baby-Bruno.

He is preceded in death by his father Hiram, Mother Audrey and Step mother Danna.


There will be a Celebration of Life Open House on August 27th 2016 from 1 pm to 4 pm. 7908 Beverly Blvd, Everett Wa 98203. (parking on street)


In Lieu of flowers, please consider a donation to the Institute for Prostate Cancer Research.


Love Lives On

Those we love remain with us,

for Love itself lives on.
Cherished memories never fade;
because one loved is gone.

Those we love can never be
more than a thought apart,
for as long as there's a memory
they live on in our heart.
Think of her as living
in the hearts of those she touched,
for nothing loved is ever lost,
and she was loved so much.

Author Unknown

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 that is 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
that we all must take,
And each must go alone,
It's all a part of the master plan
A step on the road 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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