 Lawrence Harold SUND Age 63, passed away Jan. 8, 2009. Larry was born on May 25, 1945 in Shelton, Washington but has lived in the greater Seattle area for over 35 years. One of 5 children, Larry grew up on the Sund family homestead property on Hood Canal, just north of Hoodsport, WA. Larry's father was an outdoorsman and Larry inherited this love of all things outdoor. After graduating from Shelton High School in 1963, Larry studied geography at Western Washington University and graduated in 1967. After 2 years in the Navy where he was stationed in Honolulu, Larry moved back to the greater Seattle area in 1970 and was never to leave. He worked for Patterson Dental for 38 years, forging great relationships with the dentists and dental offices he served. He was hard working, loyal, and extremely funny. To have met Larry was to have been blessed by a great man. Larry met his wife Cheryl Hungate at a dental convention in 1980 and they have been together ever since. Cheryl and Larry have spent the last 3 decades skiing and diving together, travelling the globe, sailing in their sailboat, and sharing the journey of life together. They were best friends and Larry loved nothing more than seeing the world with her. Larry was also a passionate hunter and fisherman, and each year was marked with annual steelhead trips to Forks, Elk hunts to Idaho, deer hunts near Twisp, WA and numerous other adventures into nature. Larry is survived by his wife of 28 years Cheryl Hungate Sund, his mother Mary Jane Sund of Hoodsport, WA, his sister Sharon Sund of Hoodsport, WA; brother David Sund of Hoodsport, WA; sister Sylvia Wilson of Merchantville, NJ; and sister Sheryl Endicott of Hoodsport, WA and numerous nieces and nephews. A celebration of Larry's life will be held at Blessed Teresa of Calcutta Parish, 13632 NE 177th Place, Woodinville, WA on Sunday January 11, 2:00 pm. Memorial donations can be sent to the Dr. Pommier Carcinoid Cancer Research, OHSU Foundation Acct #2380, 3181 SW Sam Jackson Park Rd, Portland, OR 97239.
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A Poem by Larry's close friend Mary Moy
Shedding Tears For My Friend, Larry
One of my best friends is gone and I wish that he was not.
But by being my friend, Larry was also my teacher, and this is what he taught.
He taught me not to be afraid, for a sap I can surely be.
He taught me how to live a life, so unabashedly.
He challenged me; by the way he lived; to try things I’d never tried.
He had such an incredible zest for life; that can not be denied.
Now, I’m a basic city girl and I don’t like missing out on fun.
But I’m still amazed that Larry & friends got me to shoot that shotgun!
He taught me things about hunting deer, sailing and buying fireworks.
Not things well known by a basic city girl, so knowing Larry had its perks.
Through many conversations, I learned that things were black and white.
Larry would say black and I’d say white, and then we’d start the fight!
Not a real fight….just a friendly little spat.
I made him question, he made me think, and that was the end of that!
There was never time for worry; there just never was enough of time.
For Larry had a lot to do…and there simply was no time to whine.
He had to catch that fish, he had to sail that boat or ski that mountain high.
Or build a cabin, or raft the river, and then once in a while get those dentists to buy, buy, buy!
Larry & Cheryl have been our very best friends for many, many years.
We’ve shared our homes and we’ve shared our hearts, through great times and through tears.
This is one of those times when tears are shed, hugs are shared and memories are brought to mind.
This is the time…a most difficult time....when death does not come easy to the people left behind.
We spend our lives connecting as a common thread we weave.
A fondness starts, we learn to love, and then our loved one takes his leave.
Loss is never easy for the people who have lost.
And change is never easy when it comes at such a cost.
They say that life isn’t about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain.
Larry, you showed us how to dance, and those memories will help us through our pain.
The cherished moments, I’ll remember, as such an honor shared.
You were my friend, and my teacher, and I hope you knew how much I cared.
You’ve left a hole in all our hearts…but, we know your spirit soars, as you depart.
You are now the guardian angel for your Cheryl, your friends and your family.
And one last thing now, Larry; "Read My Lips"...Rest in Peace....We will miss you terribly!
M. K. Moy - 1/8/2009
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