Birth date: May 15, 1988 Death date: Sep 24, 2025
With heavy hearts and deep sorrow, we announce the passing of Larry Dean Owens, a beloved husband, father, brother, son, friend, and light in the lives of everyone who knew him. Larry had a rare gift for bringing joy wherever he Read Obituary
Larry was a member of a weekly Fathers support and therapy group which included a number of Dads. I would have to say that he was definitely our most upbeat member. He had a way of being inspirational to all of us, Larry has reached a plateau of peace and achievement that many in the group were trying for. He could always be counted on for being the whole group to laugh even while we were covering some pretty serious subject matter. He usually sat in the same spot and was very lively and funny. I can’t imagine the loss to his children and family from this good man Larry, who seems like he would be very easy to love. He was very outgoing and lit the room up regularly. Larry was an example of confidence and steadfast perseverance and optimism. He was liked by all of us and his personality will be remembered with a smile. My prayers go out to his family and children, I hope his spirit lives on in them. He was a great guy.
My baby cousin, you were the light in any dark room. My greatest memory of you is when my car was stolen!!! You came to rescue me, and said “good thing your car was stolen, so you can go have dinner with your favorite cousin”. Always finding a way to bring happiness to others darkest times. You inspire me to do better, and I wish I could tell you how much I love and miss you. I wish we didn’t have to say goodbye. May you rest with your Moma and big bro. Love you always my dance buddy 🫶🏼
The question of whats my fondest memory of Larry by itself got me teary eyed because there’s many. I realize that he’s probably had that effect on everyone who knows him. His heart was always open to me from the first time I met him at 14 to the last time I saw him just a few days prior to his passing. His presence gave me (and Im sure everyone) a sense of security. Physically of course but most importantly, a sense of emotional security and mental security to just relax and be your true self around him. I wish and hope I reciprocated an ounce of that back to him.
His laughter which was as contagious as it was loud and smiles and hugs are what I’m missing about him today. He was always genuine and never treated me differently for any reason when there were times he would have been justified if he did. I loved him like a little brother and looked up to him like a big brother. Those feelings will never change and I will miss him for the rest of my life.
I first met Larry shortly after high school at a house party. Back then, he only had a half sleeve on his forearm, and as a fellow Polynesian—and someone who thought he was hot—it gave me the perfect chance to both flirt a little and share my admiration for the beautiful Hawaiian and Māori designs he carried with him. From then on, we spent nearly every weekend together—drinking Busch Light, hopping around to different house parties, and just enjoying life as young, dumb adults.
But like all good things, that chapter eventually came to an end, but what always stayed the same was Larry’s spirit. Years later, whenever I’d run into him at the Top or out in Tacoma, he was just as warm and protective as ever, never hesitating to beat the shit out of someone if they were talking shit to me. Keep in mind, I was NEVER in danger.
I share all this because it speaks to who Larry truly was: genuine, respectful, a protector and kind-hearted. He carried that energy with him through the years—and now he carries it with him in peace.
My fondest memory was getting to go over to his house and spend time with him. I was born when he was still in middle school so getting to grow up with him and my other aunts and uncles will always be a cherished time of my life. Thank you Larry for being my uncle and for being my big brother.
