Birth date: Oct 14, 1947 Death date: Oct 2, 2013
Chester “Lucky” Good Jr. 10/14/1947 to 10/2/13 Was born in Renton Wa, during 1947. He was survived by his wife Joe Anna of 35yrs. His son Chester V. Good III, wife Amy & their kids Amanda, & Chester V Good IV. His daughter crysta Read Obituary
Daddy, it's been so long since Ive heard your voice, or felt your hugs. I miss you so much! Life just isn't the same
Daddy I miss you so much. Its so hard here without you. But everyday I do the best I can to keep moving forward. I miss all those days we sat at home smoking some weed playing golf or bowling on the Wii. Lol or when we wld watch baseball or the football. I have so many memories of you that i still laugh about. Its a bitter sweet laugh though because my heart cries for you. Unyque is doing so damn good in school you wld b so proud. Buddha too....
But heroes my fav memory of all times about you..... My graduation! I hadno clue how hardyou screamed or what you said cause I didn't hear anyone with me screaming myself. Lol we went to the bar though after and you had the shot of henny. And started stripping!!!! You stood up and told everyone to shut the hell uP, as u unbuttoned ur shirt. Looked around and said I have no idea what to say cause I've never been to oneof these before!!! Smiled at me and said I love you kid. Im proud of you. I got up and hugged you as ppl took pics. But when I got home later that night. I watched the video of my graduation and i heard you scream "yeah that's my girl!!! That's my DAMGOOD" my heart melted. I miss you daddy I love you forever!!! And ALWAYS!!! Your daughter Dez aka cuddles
What a Unique man you were my Big Bro. Crazy, warped, stern, yet a softy, funny, great singer, how I loved to watch and hear you sing. Awesome bowler. If it hadn't been for you, buying me that Hammer, having them drill it fingertip, something I wasn't ever used to, yet teaching me all you had, I wouldn't have become the 200 average bowler that I became. I'll forever have the vision of you standing up top, watching me going for my very first 300 perfect game. I was fine till someone went into the lounge to inform you that your kid sister was on her way to rolling a 300, which in turn, made you come down to the lane I was on to watch me. Fine until then. Nerves of steel, not giving it a second thought. Then I look up to see you standing by the table mom was sitting at, and at that very moment, the nerves went crazy...lol...But, you gave me that wonderful pep talk, and that proud smile, which so warmed my heart. I ended up with a 279, felt disappointed, but when you applauded for me and hugged me, that feeling went away.
I remember a time at Cheney stadium. You, dad and Bill were security then, and I was the pot-o-gold girl. I remember the manager of the Oakland A's, slipping me his hotel key and the feeling of WTF I felt, not to mention freaked out, I was only 14 or 15 at the time. But I came to you, and told you what happened, and like the Big bro you was, you snagged our brother Bill, and the both of you went down into the locker room, surely having some choice words for the man, as you gave his key back to him. My 2 big bro's, my hero's.
The softball league...OMG. I wanted to play right field, but NOooooooo, you had to go and make me the pitcher...I was scared as hell in that position, but I didn't want to let you down, so I did my best. But you were nothing but supportive and encouraging.
Then the Karaoke...what fun. Suicide Saturday nights.
Aggravation and Pinochle, we used to play...the good ole days.
Fond memories in my heart of You. Tho 17 years older, and I never got to tell you, I hope you know just how very proud I was to call you my Big brother. Through life's ups and downs, distance, everything in between, We did have and created some awesome memories.
Until we meet up again............... Your Baby sis...Mary...AKA..Nitemare...xoxoxo
That would be the toy run every year I could be there
Good times and lots of fun and laughter with you and Joey at the ABATE for run weekend. Fun times at the VFW rec park.
I am sooo glad that uncle Lucky unexpectedly showed up at the VA hall quite a few months ago to karaoke with uncle Bill, because that was a good night, and is now and will always be a great memory of my uncle Lucky.
For I may have not known you but you are a wonderful father it goes to show by your wonderful daughter and son missed bit never forgotten for your children will carry on your legacy.
