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Saturday, December 30, 2023
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You know you’re getting old when you spend your plentiful spare time scrolling through obituaries in areas where you’ve lived. I didn’t realize Mr. E had passed away.
Randy and I worked together for seven years beginning in 1987, moving from twenty-three students to well over 100. While we had our differences, we loved what we did, from playing jump rope to creating new words and teaching the kids “Pig Latin. “
He’ll be missed, I’m sure of that.
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Thursday, November 9, 2023
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From M&Ms and the game board to relay races and the Gospel Girls, I am deeply grateful to have accumulated many fond memories of Mr. E. As a child, I watched him lead worship at Bridge Community Church every Sunday and looked for him on the school playground to ask for an underdog push on the swings. When the time finally came for me to join his 5th grade class at Mason County Christian School, I was thrilled.
That year was a significant period of growth (though not in terms of height, for those who know me) in large part due to Mr. E.’s readiness to take young people seriously and ability to recognise personal gifts and talents. As someone who lost her father at a tender age and was seeking external validation, it meant the world for Mr. E. to hang up my penmanship assignment on the bulletin board outside the classroom and challenge anyone to beat it. My heart swelled with pride when he said I was like a secretary who kept his transparencies and books organised.
When a few classmates and I decided to made homemade “tea” using random leaves we found outside, Mr. E. did not hesitate when we asked him to try the drink while we lined up after recess. Though I no longer remember if we checked the cup to see if it was any less empty, I like to believe that he was not just putting on a show. Mr. E. created a safe environment in his classroom where we felt emboldened to share ideas and ask questions, no matter how trivial they might seem to an adult. We are allowed—and even encouraged—to have fun with learning.
Another lasting impression he made was volunteering to build trellises and plant raspberry plants on our property after my family visited the lovely Endicott home in Hoodsport and enjoyed their fresh fruit. The older I become, the more I realise such selflessness with limited resources such as time and energy is incredibly rare.
Our families stayed in touch after my brothers and I graduated from MCCS, and it was incredibly uplifting to receive a couple letters from Mr. E. while I was attending Seattle Pacific University. I found out that we stayed in the same dormitory on campus, and he shared a bit about happenings at school and recalled my performance of Granny in the Dudley and Nell skit. Mr. E. truly celebrated others’ successes and achievements and coached us to grow into better versions of ourselves. His impact on my life was monumental, and he and his family continue to be tremendous blessings to those around them.
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Friday, October 13, 2023
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A letter from one of his students.
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Josh Johnson posted a condolence
Friday, September 22, 2023
One time me and my friend were playing disc golf at the Shelton disc golf course, when we came across Mr. E (actually my great-uncle Randy). He and my Grandpa Tony were playing the course backwards, and Uncle Randy said he was playing especially well that day. We stopped to talk for a bit, and when we decided to move on he said, “Now, anytime you throw a really good one I want you to yell ‘Ahoy’ as loud as you can so I can hear it.” We moved on along the course, and soon I was yelling “Ahoy” after every throw, just for the fun of it. Every time I did, I would hear from over the trees and far in the woods the echo of Mr. E yelling “Ahoy” back, just for the fun of it.
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Wednesday, September 20, 2023
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I have always enjoyed the unique and special privilege of being Randy’s only sister. He always told me I was his favorite sister, and although that was kind of a joke, he did make me feel like a favorite. One of my treasured memories is a time when I was coming home for Christmas from college in Canada. Mom had picked me up from the airport on a Sunday evening, and on our way home we stopped at the Hoodsport church for the evening service. It had already started, and Randy was up front leading the music. But when Mom and I walked in the back door he stopped, told the congregation “Just a minute”, and walked to the back of the church just to give me a hug. That meant SO much to me! He was so good at making people feel important; always purposefully aware of who was around him, and so naturally and happily engaging each one in whatever conversation or activity was going on - especially those who needed a little extra encouragement.
I also have many memories of Randy carving out and creating beautiful spots in the woods at our home at Lake Cushman. We had a couple creeks on our property and he would make dams to create larger pools, and then clear the forest debris around them and transplant moss and ladyfinger and/or maidenhair ferns. Once he made an amazing little cabin with two bunks beside some of those created pools which we had a couple sleepovers in. His love of creating beautiful spaces continued throughout his life. The picture I am including is of a garden he created out of a brushy spot next to his house during the Covid lockdown.
We also spent a lot of time just talking while we were growing up, especially when he was in his early 20s and had gotten serious about both his faith and his future wife, and one of my best friends, Sheryl Sund! I loved watching and sharing in the development of both of those relationships, and now I love seeing the fruit of a lifetime of faithfulness to both God and the beautiful family God blessed him with. May that fruit continue for generations to come!
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rob endicott posted a condolence
Monday, September 18, 2023
Randy loved pranks and practical jokes. When his brother Rob (me) was 5, Randy pulled me aside and informed me that I was actually older than him. He would have been around 19 at that time. He said I was never going to grow anymore because I was a dwarf. Further, that I more or less lacked the intellectual fortitude to advance beyond Kindergarten in my studies and moreover that I had been in Kindergarten with him many years past. This was a true run to mommy moment.
Randy was also a tremendous coach to young people. Particularly track and field. In college he learned very well the proper form and technique for virtually all track and field events. When I was about 10 and substantially bigger than at 5, Randy built a long-jump and High jump pit above our home at lake Cushman. I'm not sure how he did it, but they worked. I used them all the time. I exceled to some degree in track and field into my 20's and this sport was one of the best memories of my youth. I probably would not have had that experience without Randy's enthusiasm, and skill at coaching.
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Lynn Settle posted a condolence
Friday, September 15, 2023
Life at MCCS will never look the same to us without Randy’s smiling face in the halls & office, his gift of leading “Opening” and worship in chapel, always seeing his truck as you arrive after he did every morning, watching recess with Randy playing soccer with kids in all grades, the extraordinary field trips—bike rides, canoe trips, outdoor camps, hikes, and being able to watch him as the quiet patriarch; sometimes as the sole male on campus. He always provided leadership in school activities and as the principal of the school in years past. He was a selfless leader.
Randy was with MCCS from the beginning, starting at the Skokomish Church as Pastor Spear’s dream, then moving to the Shelton Airport location, a stint at the Baptist Church, and then present location when the land had been donated by Richard and Jan Wiley, and construction and labor costs were donated by many from First Baptist and Skokomish churches.
I joined MCCS in 1994 as a part-time 3rd grate teacher, sharing a classroom with the 4th grade teacher, Mrs. Carpenter. We had a fold up divider between our rooms.
Those first years with Randy as principal, I noticed that at the many teacher meetings and in-service days that he was in charge of, he lead them with great grace—allowing the younger and less experienced teachers, and those with more assertive personalities to voice their opinions. He was often more flexible on issues than we thought he would be. He also kept us from making many rash decisions by saying “folks, let’s all pray about it this week.”
Every year there seemed to be some discussion about the length of the memory verses and how many big words they used making it hard for the lower grades. But Randy always held his ground when it came to the importance of memorizing scripture. He would say “God will honor the hard work and difficult words in the future; they are seeds planted.”
Here are 3 verses that remind me of the legacy Randy has left us at MCCS. It is our prayer that we can continue to follow his lead in influencing the generations that come after us.
“Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.” - Galations 6:9
“For physical training is of some value, but godliness has value for all things, holding promise for both the present life and the life to come.” - 1Timothy 4:8
“Remember your leaders, who spoke the word of God to you. Consider the outcome if their way of life and imitate their faith.” - Hebrews 13:7
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Kristen Swenson posted a condolence
Tuesday, September 12, 2023
I was in my 20.. we went to family Bible church. My birthday was on a Sunday he let me pick the every a song for my birthday.
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Janet Carkhuff posted a condolence
Tuesday, September 12, 2023
I have had the pleasure of knowing Mr. E since my youngest started at MCCS 18 years ago. Even better, I became a coworker of his four years ago.
In my first year, I only taught in the morning, so my room was empty in the afternoon. He would use my desk to correct papers. When I would come back in the morning, there was always something askew. Supplies were left behind. His glasses. Most days, I would find a sticky strip of goo on my desk. It took me about a day to figure it out. It was popsicle juice. He LOVED popsicles and ice cream! As he would correct, he would set his popsicle down. ON. MY. DESK.
So, I left him a sweet note, and a plate to set his popsicle on. Next day, sticky strips of goo were here and there. Plate still there, clean. I left another note. Hehe
One day, I came back to school and Mr. E had left me a return note. As well as...a rotten apple, a crunched up soda can, a banana peel, some trash...and a SHOE! It was SO funny!
Not only was he a sweet, wonderful, Christian man that found joy in teaching others and our children about Jesus, he also had a wonderful sense of humor. He is missed every day here. Though it is still a beautiful place to be (MCCS), it will never be the same.
(I searched and searched through my photos to find the evidence, but I couldn't find them! I know they are in there somewhere! Haha)
Janet Carkhuff
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Monday, September 11, 2023
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Monday, September 11, 2023
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I'm so thankful for my parents' example of a loving, mutually respectful marriage that stood the test of time. Together they gave us children a loving and stable home to grow up in. I don't have the right words to say, but words would never be enough anyway. I can only try to follow in his footsteps in the things that matter most in life. I love you Daddy and I will always miss you.
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Lucy posted a condolence
Monday, September 11, 2023
From Randy's Nephew, Asher Sund:
I’m sure many will talk of Randy’s sense of spiritual purpose as a Christian leader and model patriarch, a man resolute in his vision from beginning to end. I’d like to talk about something a little more lowbrow—mainly our connection. When first meeting up—no matter how many weeks or months or years between visits—we’d grapple each other as guys (buddies, friends) do, and with his contagious smile and infectious laugh, he’d have a little anecdote for me or ridiculous question, or a rhyme he was working on, and (at least in the early days) he’d flex a bicep from his pull-ups in grandma’s basement. And come on, we’ve got to talk about how he smacked his lips when hoovering up pie after one of Grandma MJ’s Thanksgiving spreads. I saw it as an act of reverence for the sugary goodness on his plate no matter how often it got Grandma to roll her eyes and reach for her inhaler. And I see Randy playing football on the beach with my college buddies one spring break with that laugh, that smile, whenever I’d tease him for dropping a pass with his bricks-for-hands. More than anything, I recognize in my connection with Randy a friend and an uncle who in many ways saw me, and in real ways, and with a laugh that every time could put me at ease. And what is more spiritual—more, even, Christian—than that? I’ll miss his smile. I’m smiling now, in turn, at the thought of it, and of him, wherever he now is, sitting on some distant shore with his notepad and perhaps even an acoustic guitar, making up his rhyming verses for anybody who will listen.
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Krysten Reimann posted a condolence
Monday, September 11, 2023
I think Alan already wrote something, but I wanted to share that I will really miss YOU having your Randy/Dad/Grandpa. My heart hurts that you will not get to celebrate the holidays, summers, special times, and every day with him. I will miss his music and how it blessed me to hear the songs my Dad sang, even many years after he died. It was a gift and I am thankful. Without Randy's willingness and effort, the songs at camp would have changed sooner and we would have lost more of what Dad brought, sooner. I sat at Dad's desk after he died and saw a note with a line on it. I didn't know what it was from, until one day weeks later, I heard the song he must have been listening to when he wrote it down. Phil Wickham's line "My body might be dying but I'll always be alive!". I'll send you the song in case you haven't already heard it. We love your family. and are thankful for you all. Much Prayer&Love ~Krysten
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Philip Carpenter posted a condolence
Saturday, September 9, 2023
The bad thing about cancer is that it typically kills you by degrees.
From the first announcement of its presence by the doctors on out, it slowly takes over your life as your continued existence becomes ever more consumed by hospital visits. Go take this test. Then this one. And while you’re at it, go see a nutritionist, as well; that might help, too.
The doctors may be kind and professional, but still they’re simply asking you to pick your poison, be it radiation, chemotherapy, or surgery. In any case, even if it works, if it drives your cancer into remission, that usually just means you’ve bought time at the expense of a weakened body with no guarantee it won’t return with a vengeance, exacting a psychic toll of fear and doubt even weightier than the physical.
The bad thing about cancer is that it typically kills by degrees, and that goes double for your loved ones.
If you’re the healthy spouse, suddenly you’re forced to carry the whole show, on top of walking point on the cancer fight. If you’re a kid, you’re constantly shuffled between friends and family like so much dead weight even as they try to belie that bleak reality. Reality eventually sets in, of course, and then you’ll be jumping at unexpected phone calls for years afterwards.
Oh cancer is a true widowmaker, leaving grief, orphans, and the fatherless in its wake. Now it’s hard enough to raise up kids to follow God as is these days with two Godly parents , but some mothers, be they widows proper, or even more daunting, compensating for a spiritually deadweight spouse, are more than up up for it, demonstrating such a form in parenting that truly bears copying, and such was my mother, raising four kids on her lonesome after our dad died from non-Hodgkins Lymphoma.
Now it was rough, and she was a true hero, but a large part of her success lay in compensating by way of her finding good male role models for us to emulate, and perhaps the most important was Randy Endicott, wildly successful in both his own marriage , and also his own parenting, going four-for-four in raising strong Christian children.
Evangelical Christianity is awash today with failed patriarchal examples, lawyers, doctors cops elders and deacons routinely recruited to church boards who, if you take a closer look, don’t manage their homes well, and simply can’t teach their faith any better then Eli, but that’s definitely not the case with Randy, or Mr. E., as I used to know him; he was a true teacher of the Faith, both personally and professionally, a real father and that’s in an era of used-car Lots, those whose kids in time grow up so corrupt that in the end they corrupt their parents to boot.
But that said, Randy, I never got to say goodbye to ya.
You see, as terrible as it is, cancer gives the family a chance to rally together, grieve together, and by the time the cancer plays itself out to its inevitable result, you find you’ve already cried yourself out and the formal death registers more as relief than anything, allowing the healing to begin.
That’s the positive side of cancer’s MO, Randy, but then your ship just went and sank so fast, like it sometimes does. At least you didn’t suffer, Randy, not like my father did; not like my grandfather, slowly breaking your will to live by degrees.
One of the pleasures of recently coming to Hoodsport Church was reacquainting with you, Randy, and yet cancer has cut that happiness prematurely short; never more this side of Heaven can I joke with you, laugh with you, or just shoot the breeze. The elevator has abruptly shut right in front of my face, and lemme say, boy does it smart.
In every other cancer death I’ve had to follow, be it my father’s, grandfather’s or even Howard Spears, I’ve at least had the opportunity to talk things over with the victim, but even so, disappointing or no, blessed be the name of the Lord; too many others have let bitterness poison their faith, but you and others have taught me a deeper sense of gratitude.
But even so, it was a bit of a shock; here I was sharing to you the start of my musical, song by song, savoring your interest in my material, and come the next Sunday, I hear your cancer is back, and then the Sunday after that, you’re dead, Randy; somehow I feel both sad and selfish.
In my confusion, however, I replayed over our final interaction; as I did, I came to remarkable revelation, at least to me: The song’s title I was sharing was titled “Closing Time,” basically dealing with the frequent messiness and abruptness of ending in the real world. Closing time indeed; you told me you only had time for one song and time was short, and yet you graciously listened anyhow. In retrospect that was the kindest ending you could have bestowed.
Endicotts, God bless and guide through this loss; you are not alone.
Sincerely, Philip Brock Carpenter
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Linda Cole posted a condolence
Wednesday, September 6, 2023
In 1972 Randy's parents were Hood Canal Community Church youth group leaders. That summer they took the youth group across the Canal camping. That night after dark Randy & I dove off the boat anchored a ways out, and displayed the Phosphorescence for all to see. Maybe we had the best view. You could even see our fingers and body outlines clearly. It was so fun . I have many other wonderful memories of that trip too.
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Benjamin Strong posted a condolence
Monday, September 4, 2023
“Remember He is the artist and you are only the picture. You can't see it. So quietly submit to be painted---i.e., keep fulfilling all the obvious duties of your station (you really know quite well enough what they are!), asking forgiveness for each failure and then leaving it alone. You are in the right way. Walk---don't keep on looking at it.” –CS Lewis
When I heard of Randy’s passing the first thing I thought of was surely the words greeting him, “Well done, good and faithful servant. You have been faithful over a little; I will set you over much. Enter into the joy of your master.” Matt. 25:21 ESV
In the twenty-three years I have known Randy perhaps the most striking feature I recall was his authentic joy. Whether playing music at church, a competitive game of volleyball afterwards, or sitting around eating tasty treats when it was too dark to play outside- Randy’s joy was pervasive! At the time it just seemed natural, but as my own maturation and experience in the world have progressed I look back and realize it was supernatural and evidence of a man radically transformed by a personal encounter with Jesus Christ!
I am not the first to say God chose Randy to be one of a handful of influential men who demonstrated the love of Jesus into my life by word and deed. The example of Randy and several others has deeply impacted and shaped my life, and I am grateful to my heavenly Father for loving me through Randy. Perhaps the best part in my experience is it was not unique as I was not special in that sense, rather Randy cared for everyone with exactly the same love of the Father.
My own wife and children’s memory of Randy will be best remembered in the lyrics of a song he taught me, simply called The Jude Song (Jude 24-25). It is a favorite of my children at bed time. Jesus Christ kept Randy from falling, and presented him faultless in His glory (with exceeding joy!).
As I consider the painting of Randy in my minds eye, I am reminded of the beauty of The Grand Painter who created my friend and brother in Christ. Randy submitted to the life God gave him, did his duties well, and stayed on the way.
I’ll miss you brother, and know you’re cheering from the stands, as I and the others you have touched run the course of our races and keep our eyes on the prize of Jesus!
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Sue Boggs posted a condolence
Sunday, September 3, 2023
I remember an incident at Hood Canal Community Church. Given our age difference and how small the church was, I think it was a combined high school and college class. Randy and Sheryl were dating but not yet a couple, they didn't sit together. Suddenly a note was passed to me with Sheryl's name on it- someone was passing notes in Sunday School! I don't think it had gotten to her when the teacher realized what was going on and stopped it. I remember Sheryl looking embarrassed, but Randy just had a large, unabashed grin on his face. He was in love!
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Thursday, August 31, 2023
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Wow, there is so much to say about my good friend Randy. Randy made everything that he was a part of better and more fun. Whether it was hiking, swimming, playing volleyball, disc golf, singing old gospel songs around a campfire or doing ministry together-if Randy was a part of it, it was going to be fun. He had a contagious joy that came out often in his smile. His joy was the kind of joy that you can only get if you have walked closely with Jesus over a lifetime. He laughed easily and was willing to look silly if it meant making someone else laugh. He was kind, sincere, humble and he had an adventurous spirit. I will miss our ridiculous jokes and our spontaneous singing sessions.
While Randy was often smiling and cheerful, it was something else that he did that stood out to me even more. What will always remain imprinted in my mind is the times I saw Randy cry. Of course, I am not talking about weak or wimpy crying. Anyone who knew Randy knew that he was not a weak man. I am talking about the kind of tears that come when your heart is moved by something that really matters to you. The kind of tears that reveal what you love. There are four times that I remember seeing Randy cry: The first time I saw him cry was when we were in the Bahamas on a mission trip. We were singing worship songs at a Bahamian church and when I turned around to say something to Randy, he had tears streaming down his face. He told me later that he was just overwhelmed by the beauty and joy of worshipping with our Bahamian brothers and sisters in Christ. The second time I saw him cry was when he was praying for me during a very dark and painful period of my life. The third time I saw him cry was when he was talking about how much he would miss his friend Carl Mease after he passed away. Lastly, he shed tears when I told him how much his grandkids had blessed my kids and our ministry at the camp. He was so proud!
Those things were the things that mattered to Randy, the things that he loved-his family, his friends and most importantly Jesus. I will miss him, but I am so thankful he is home!!!
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Wednesday, August 30, 2023
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When my son Ethan 1st came to MCCS in 5th grade, his teacher was Mr E. He made Ethan feel very welcome and eased him into his new school. He was his teacher, his flag football coach and someone that Ethan and so many, looked up to!
I was one of the helpers in Mr. E's class. I came in every week and sat at the back of the classroom grading papers, while listening and observing him teach. It was our 1st year at this school, and I was exposed to a whole new way of teaching. Mr E was wonderful. He was fun, down to earth, encouraging, and he let the kids know that he loved the Lord...and that he loved them.
Mr E created many fun memories with his students by having fun adventures with them...one of them being at our home. He brought Ethan's 5th grade class over for an "End of Year Pool Party". He wasn't only there supervising...he was one of the 1st ones in the pool playing with the kids. He had them on his shoulders, he was racing with them, splashing them...and the kids couldn't be happier. He reminded me that day, how we could all be young at heart no matter what our age.
Needless to say, Mr E has had a huge impact on all of our lives, and has blessed us greatly...students and parents alike. Thank you for sharing your life with us... your time, your knowledge, your testimony, your musical talents...and your unconditional love. We love you Mr E.
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Tuesday, August 29, 2023
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So very Thankful to be in his class♥️
Love Jesse❤️
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Deb Stewart posted a condolence
Monday, August 28, 2023
Randy has been my friend since grade school. Nine years at Hood Canal Schools, three at Shelton High and we even went to the same college!
One of my fondest memories was of something that happened in fifth grade. A bunch of kids were getting ready to play baseball. Team captains were chosen and the rest of us sorta lined up and waited to see which team we would be on.
The two leaders took turns choosing those they wanted on their team. One by one until I and one other kid we left standing. There was quite a long wait as the next captain to choose was trying to decide what to do. Everybody knew that neither one of us was going to be an asset.
Finally, I heard Randy say, "pick Deb! pick Deb! She's too nice to be last!"
They did and I've been beholden to him ever since!
The other special thing I remember was in high school he was into photography. I was impressed and wanted to do the same thing but had no camera and no background in using them.
He decided to give me his, (since he had another camera that was a little newer) and teach me to use it. In those days the automated cameras were just coming out and there was no auto anything on the "Kodak Pony 135" he handed down.
His teaching skills were already showing up. I was able to learn to take really good images without any other devices. Just the camera and my "educated" guesses for how to set it!
What a great friend!
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Sunday, August 27, 2023
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We will really miss Randy.
His simple lifestyle of service impacted me in a huge way since I was a little kid. He was a rock in my life and his Godly example as a servant leader will always stay with me. It hit me hard and is really sad that he won't be around to joke and go on adventures anymore.
My dad and him were really good friends and now they are with their best friend Jesus with healthy bodies! That's a happy thought!
The pictures are from a Mexico trip.
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Sunday, August 27, 2023
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Mr. E was one of Alison and John Bennett's favorite teachers at MCCS. He was gentle and kind. He was approachable and caring. He seemed to be the type of teacher who fit in the academic subjects in between the fun! :)He did a wonderful job. Both Alison and John loved the 5th grade play and John enjoyed playing flag football. When Alison was in Mr. E's class, there was a canoe trip on Lake Cushman. Mr. E organized a patriotic CD, I Like the Sound of America, for the 4th and 5th grade students to participate in when John was in 5th grade.
Mr. E was a very special teacher and a very special man of God.
We are very grateful our family was/is blessed to know Mr. E. (and all of the Endicott Family!).
With much love and many prayers,
Jan (and John) Bennett
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Malla Hayek posted a condolence
Saturday, August 26, 2023
When I was in my kindergarten year at Mason county Christian School Mr E was the principal
I only spent one year in that school but he made a huge impact on my life I remember playing soccer with the kids and being hit in the head with a ball Mr e pick me up put me on his shoulders and I felt so proud it seemed to even make the hurt of the ball go away I'll never forget him for that moment
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Friday, August 25, 2023
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Randy was a man who treated all people with honor and respect. I experienced this in the handful of times I spent time with Randy. His life was an overflow of Christ in him. I always knew him as a man who walked faithfully with Jesus.
My first memory of Randy was visiting him at his home. During the visit he painted me a plate of a beautiful mountain. I have forever proudly displayed this in my home. He also sang songs and played his banjo for me. He introduced me to fun games and included me in the families activities. As an 8 year old, that visit with the Endicott’s was one of my favorite trips. All because of Randy’s welcoming intentionality to honor me as a guest. This visit made me feel connected to Hoodsport in a deep way.
Over the years, as I have visited my family in Hoodsport I always enjoy seeing the Endicott’s and being. in their home. I have loved visiting the church and worshiping as Randy sang and played beautifully unto the Lord. His worship is True and of The Spirit.
Other visits included Randy taking me on his Zip Line and down the sledding hill and tours of his gardens and talking about track and field. It was always a blast and pleasure to be around him.
I am so thankful to have spent extra time with him in July during my visit to Grandpa Grays funeral. Randy shared his testimony one night. That was so special. And he lead a fabulous worship time at church. I even got to sit with him and Sheryl in their living room and share about his impact on my life. I’m thankful for that memory.
Randys relational impact was rich and wide and deep. All because his relationship with God was rich and wide and deep. That’s what Gods grace and love does. Praise God for His grace and love displayed in Randy.
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Growing up in Hoodsport with Randy as a first cousin means I have a lifetime of memories with him. Each one influenced my life in ways he never knew. As a kid he treated me with kindness when I was just a silly little girl cousin. That told me I had worth. When I was in 5th grade at Hood Canal School, Randy was a substitute teacher for our class. Something was going around and only a handful of kids were in class, so he piled us into a van and took us to the space needle in Seattle. He was so spontaneous; he didn’t think to ask permission of the school or the parents. It was the best day I ever had in school! That taught me that we all make mistakes, and sometimes it turns out great. When I was in Jr. High, Randy saw potential in me to run track. He wasn’t associated with Hood Canal School, but he trained me anyway. I was an awkward girl with buck teeth and coke bottle glasses, yet Randy invested his time and skill in me. That told me I had value as an individual.
Before Randy pursued Sheryl, he began leading worship in church. He shared his testimony of coming to Christ. He told about a vivid dream, and his response to follow Jesus. It was so real! That made me want to follow Jesus even more. I watched Randy fall in love with Sheryl. That showed me what a godly courtship looks like. I watched how he pursued and treated her. Around the time Sheryl was diagnosed with MS he carried her out of the woods from a hike that proved too strenuous. That gave me a beautiful picture of both servanthood and manhood. As a teenage girl, Randy was an example to me of what a man should be. That helped inform my decision on what kind of man I would give my heart to one day.
After I married and started a family, Randy invested in my children. As missionaries we lived far away, and our paths crossed far less. Yet each child was impacted by him. This taught me that even brief encounters with another person can make a large impact. It was no surprise when I placed one of our grandsons in Randy’s arms and the bond was instant (pictured here). This summer Randy helped me prepare for my Dad’s funeral. What a gift! We talked about things that really matter, like assurance of salvation. Randy’s impact has been inestimable. Above all, I have learned that one faithful life can impact multitudes. And it carries into generations! I look forward to telling him that the next time I see him.
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Grateful, so grateful to this man we call, Mr. E. Words are just not enough....but here are a few random ones. Investment. Fun. Easy going. Draws out the best. Spoke into my kids lives a 1,000 fold. Laughter. Dedicated. Loved well. Gracious. Stood firm. Given fully to Jesus. A life not lived in vain.
There is more singing to be had....one day! Thank you for instilling a love to sing in my kids, so many kids! See you, Mr. E, in the most glorious worship time to come! Miss you already!
Honored to be your friend, sister in Christ, fellow teacher,
Jenny Crichton
When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: “Death has been swallowed up in victory.” “Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?” The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. Therefore, my dear brothers and sisters, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain. 1 Corinthians 15:54-58
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Randy I will remember forever! He had an impact on my growth and relationships with Jesus. His joy for the Lord transcends through all of his family. Welcoming me as a new Christian and sharing truth to everyone. The memory id like to share is from the mission trip I went on with HCCC to the Adventure Learning center. I watched Randy play his guitar and sing and share the gospel with so many, along with others from the church. I just remember thinking he is so loving and Christ like in what he does. I am so grateful to have known him and look forward to seeing him again! I miss you all and pray that God bring you peace through this hard season. Love you ❤️
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My son, Tucker, had Mr E last year. He enjoyed his class (and field trips) so much he wanted to do 5th grade again! You will be dearly missed.
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Thursday, August 24, 2023
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Mr E. touched so many lives. His joy for life was contagious.
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My friend Mr. E is doing cartwheels with Jesus now. He loved to play the song "This World is not my Home" with us. His love for Jesus and others is an example I will always remember. So grateful for his friendship and the many wonderful memories especially playing music with him. Already can't wait to see you again Mr. E!
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Jon Hageman posted a condolence
Thursday, August 24, 2023
When I think of Mr. Endicott, I recall his sense of humor, his easy laugh, his fun-loving personality, and his wisdom. He was very patient. I always enjoyed listening to him sing, play the guitar, and especially his banjo. His steadfast, enduring love for the Lord couldn't have been more obvious to those around him.
Mr. Endicott's Christ-like example as a faithful and steadfast husband, father, grandfather, and man of God will continue to produce eternal fruit in the generations to come.
As I reflect upon my youth, I see how God used a handful of godly men, including Randy, to point me toward Jesus at critical times in my life, and I am forever grateful for that. I pray that God will bring godly men like Mr. Endicott into the lives of my sons, to help point them toward Jesus as well.
It has been a great privilege to know him, and I rejoice that he is now in the presence of our Redeemer, waiting for the rest of us to join him in the eternal celebration!
2 Timothy 4:7-8
As Mr. Endicott used to sing, "Some glad morning, when this life is over, I'll fly away..."
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Praying for peace beyond understanding as you walk through this difficult time.
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My heart is heavy today for my dear cousin Sheryl. One memory that sticks out in my mind about Randy is from long ago. When Sheryl was the Forest Festival Queen and Randy was her escort, Smokey the Bear. I wish I had a photo of that.
Randy and Sheryl were always dedicated to each other, their love for each other was very apparent and their love of serving the Lord was a strong second. May God continue to bless you and your family through the difficulties that lay ahead. Keep telling Randy stories so he is not forgotten, especially those young grandchildren that didn't get a chance to know him.
Love and prayers,
Marcia Sund LaBossiere
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We are so sorry for your loss! We love you all and we have been blessed by Randy’s faithfulness and steadfast love for Jesus! He really loved people and the joy of Christ shined! We are here for you all and are praying!
Love, Jon, Brittany, Tim and Caleb Hageman
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These photos are a tiny glimpse of one of his field trip adventures! We had his class 3 years in a row.
His field trip expeditions were beyond anything our family had endeavored!!
His sense of freedom, passion for education and giving the kids an ability to think beyond the page was something rare.
The kids were engaged and knew that an "adventure" was just around the corner!
This particular field trip, "The End Of Year Camping Trip" takes off with Mr. E, leaping into somewhat cold ish water!! The kids were not too keen but after he did, many soon followed!
Mr. E had sooo much energy. Us parents always had a great workout of speed walking, climbing and whichever activity Mr. E would create!
When helping out in his classroom Mr. E would share lots of stories and experiences to the class. Many he would tell would be about his family. The kids would be very intrigued. He never ran out of stories.
The one I heard the most was Sheryl and smokey the bear.
That one was my favorite, his smile was like it was the first time he was telling it!
This also was a lesson to tell the kids about who Smokey the Bear was!!
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Nancy Brady posted a condolence
Wednesday, August 23, 2023
My love goes out to Sheryl, and the whole Endicott family.
Randy was definitely a man of God, who set an example for So many of us, especially for those of us at MCCS. So many wonderful memories. He will be missed❤️
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Wednesday, August 23, 2023
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I'm so happy I was able to get this picture of my Dad with his youngest grandchild on the 4th of July, 2023!
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Wednesday, August 23, 2023
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