Birth date: Oct 13, 1942 Death date: Jul 26, 2005
Melvin S. Squires, 62, passed away quietly in his sleep, Tuesday, July 26. Born October 13, 1942 to Hattie Rose and Raymond Squires, he was a lifetime Tacoma and Spanaway resident. Mel graduated from Lincoln High School and served Read Obituary
Not a day passes that I don't think of my brother. A very special tribute this year when a plaque was placed for him in the NHRA hall of fame in Pomona - I know he was there at the races with us!##imported-begin##Les Squires##imported-end##
Playing pool with Mel was a joy for me. He was never short on stories and I loved to see him and brother Les talk strategies. My condolences. Raymond##imported-begin##raymond roy##imported-end##
Thanks so much to everyone who attended the funeral, and those of you leaving kind words here. Mel was one of a kind, and honestly my best friend - not common with brothers. I know he's in a better place now, having 'happy hour' with our mom (Hap). He enjoyed his retirement so much, for howerver short it was, I never saw him happier these past few months. The lesson for you all is enjoy life while you can as Mel did! Thanks again - Les Squires##imported-begin##Les Squires##imported-end##
Sorry we missed the funeral notice. The Lakewood Elks will miss him. We lost a very good brother..... We will miss his smiling face at Bingo. (From the Bingo and Shake a day crew..)##imported-begin##Jerry Brandfas##imported-end##
Mel and my dad, Harold Stickley were buddies, and also laid brick together....I remember a story my dad told me once about his and Mel's bricklaying adventures....they were building an arch, and they had a board holding the top section together until the mortar had dried. They decided oh, it's done, took the board out, and my dad thought he had killed Mel when all the bricks came tumbling down upon Mel's head....I think they shared quite a good laugh on that one!!##imported-begin##Sandy Johnson##imported-end##
Years ago I attended many rooster shows with Mel including 2 flights to Arizona. Mel loved his birds.
I believe Mel, like his dad, was a man of strong moral fiber and convictions. Whats right is right whats wrong is wrong. Not enough people like that left!
In the last several years we hadnt seen too much of each other but every time we ran into each other Mels greeting was always the same. "Hey ya old hippie, whats goin on? Mel still remembered when I had hair.
How do you say goodbye to an old friend?
I dont know.
-Vene##imported-begin##Vene Luke##imported-end##
