Birth date: Feb 24, 1991 Death date: Apr 9, 2019
Andrew Lee Hammonds IV was born on February 24, 1991 at his father’s home in Tacoma, Washington and passed away peacefully on April 9, 2019 in Seattle, WA. He is survived by his father, Andrew Lee Hammonds III (Janet), his sister Read Obituary
Andrew was the most wonderful person I have ever met in this world. I will celebrate his triumphs and not his end.
Brother! We will reunite on the fields of eternal battle. Until eagle comes for me, I will sound the horns of battle.
"Each of us wages his own war
Let's be brave and inflexible
Each of us rage, his own war
Let's be brave and courageous and
Don't be too long when brothers ask for help"
Rest in power and sleep sweetly, until we war together again.
I met Andrew when he was very young and sported a huge afro of which he was very proud of. A guitar in his hand, smile on his face. Then at his Mothers wedding about a year & a half ago..all grown up & handsome as ever. Everyone who met him remembered his kind soft demeanor. Rest just rest.
Andrew and I always shared a seat on the schoolbus. One earbud in my ear, one in his, we'd sit close and listen to The Misfits. I'm deeply saddened to hear that he has passed. I will never forget him.
Andrew showed me so much music in the short time i knew him. I guess thats all i have to remember him by. Last time i saw him, we went to lunch and had the best time ever. Had i only known that would be the last time id see him, id have hugged him longer and asked him to stay.
I had the pleasure of working with Andrew at our company a few years back. He was also such an incredibly spirited and kind human, hard worker and always remained super positive. So bummed on the news of his passing.. Rest easy my friend, and I pray for you and your family during this tough time. Continue shining your positive light on all of those you love from Heaven above.
Andrew IV was a unique, talented, good-looking young man His dad brought him & his sister to swim at my apt. Pool back in 2005-6. That Big Red Afro was something beautiful. And when Andrew was older, probably 18, and working, i occasionally gave him rides home when i saw him waiting for the bus. He always had a big smile. A happy person just making it in this life. Why do the special, the "good die young"? We can only speculate. Gone too soon, Andrew. RIP
