Obituary for Roy L Slagle
In the early hours after midnight my younger brother Roy Slagle was finally released from the ravaging effects of stage four lung cancer.
He was a combination of many things...gregarious
...kind...funny and silly ...cantankerous at times...stubbornly independent...story teller...mischevious...a great fisherman...lover of the sea...a "long" talker...a great natural mechanical mind...blessed with incredible memory and recall...a lover of animals.
He especially enjoyed hanging with all his fishing buddies.
Survived by his 3 daughters...all inheriting some of those traits in part... Tammy, Nicole and Christine. Tammy flew in late last night and managed to drive up with her family a few weeks ago to see him one last time, which meant a lot to both of them. Nicole flew in Tuesday and was able to spend time with him in his waning moments.
Roy was also a U.S. Navy Vietnam combat veteran, once serving with me aboard my destroyer during its final Vietnam deployment.
He transferred to an Amphibious unit forward stationed in the Phillipines. We reunited for a few beers and mischief together ashore later. He loved telling his many Navy stories....
Roy will be interred Friday morning at the Bourne, Ma. National Military Cemetery where our dear mother Elizabeth Slagle is also interred, a WWII Army Medical Corp veteran who followed the combat troops all across Europe into Germany til its surrender and also with the occupation forces until the end of 1946.
I want to express the deepest admiration for my sister Kim who bore almost single handedly looking out for Roy while he was ill up until the last moment while also dealing with the sudden loss of her only son recently. I also want to thank my brother Ray for flying in and helping Kim and sitting vigil with him daily once arriving. In addition all her friends and my nephew Jesse and Kim's long time and incredibly loyal friend Chris who helped support her through this as well.
On a side note after finding out of his passing early in the early hours...I finally fell asleep and he appeared in a dream...ballcap pulled down over his eyes as usual...sitting at a breakfast table with me...blue plaid wool shirt on...stood up...picked up his big mug of coffee...and in his deep voice...looked at me quietly...took a loud, long, slow slurppy sip...nodded, smiled and simply said
"Well...gotta go..."
Shortest sentence he ever spoke...🙂❤️🙂
...Terence Slagle
He was a combination of many things...gregarious
...kind...funny and silly ...cantankerous at times...stubbornly independent...story teller...mischevious...a great fisherman...lover of the sea...a "long" talker...a great natural mechanical mind...blessed with incredible memory and recall...a lover of animals.
He especially enjoyed hanging with all his fishing buddies.
Survived by his 3 daughters...all inheriting some of those traits in part... Tammy, Nicole and Christine. Tammy flew in late last night and managed to drive up with her family a few weeks ago to see him one last time, which meant a lot to both of them. Nicole flew in Tuesday and was able to spend time with him in his waning moments.
Roy was also a U.S. Navy Vietnam combat veteran, once serving with me aboard my destroyer during its final Vietnam deployment.
He transferred to an Amphibious unit forward stationed in the Phillipines. We reunited for a few beers and mischief together ashore later. He loved telling his many Navy stories....
Roy will be interred Friday morning at the Bourne, Ma. National Military Cemetery where our dear mother Elizabeth Slagle is also interred, a WWII Army Medical Corp veteran who followed the combat troops all across Europe into Germany til its surrender and also with the occupation forces until the end of 1946.
I want to express the deepest admiration for my sister Kim who bore almost single handedly looking out for Roy while he was ill up until the last moment while also dealing with the sudden loss of her only son recently. I also want to thank my brother Ray for flying in and helping Kim and sitting vigil with him daily once arriving. In addition all her friends and my nephew Jesse and Kim's long time and incredibly loyal friend Chris who helped support her through this as well.
On a side note after finding out of his passing early in the early hours...I finally fell asleep and he appeared in a dream...ballcap pulled down over his eyes as usual...sitting at a breakfast table with me...blue plaid wool shirt on...stood up...picked up his big mug of coffee...and in his deep voice...looked at me quietly...took a loud, long, slow slurppy sip...nodded, smiled and simply said
"Well...gotta go..."
Shortest sentence he ever spoke...🙂❤️🙂
...Terence Slagle