James Keating Reddick Jr., known to most as Jim and affectionately called “Jimmy” by the family he grew up with, passed away at the age of 85. Born on March 10, 1941, in Gilman, Colorado, Jim spent his early years growing up in Colorado and Alaska. It was in Anchorage, Alaska, that he met the love of his life, Patricia. His family had moved north from Colorado, while hers had arrived from California. Both graduated from Anchorage High School in 1960. Following graduation, Jim attended flight mechanic school in California. On December 9, 1961, Jim and Patricia, lovingly known as Pat or Patty to family, were married in Portland, Oregon. Together, they shared nearly 65 years of marriage, building a life and family together. Jim began his working years at Boeing before serving four years in the United States Air Force, receiving an honorable discharge. He later returned to Boeing before beginning another chapter of his working life at Vashon Thriftway, where he eventually retired as a cashier. During his years at Thriftway, Jim was known for going above and beyond to help customers. If someone needed something the store didn’t carry, he would search throughout the Puget Sound region to find it for them. His determination to help others was matched by a playful sense of humor. During his years working in the dairy department, he particularly enjoyed surprising familiar customers by grabbing their hands from inside the cooler when they reached in for something. A quiet, private, and fiercely self-sufficient man, Jim had an extraordinary ability to make things work. A true MacGyver, he could fix, improvise, or “jerry-rig” just about anything. He firmly believed that nearly everything could serve a purpose someday, and throwing something away was rarely his first choice. After all, you never knew when you might need it! His collection of potentially useful treasures was legendary, and the pathway through his garage was affectionately known as the “game trail.” Jim was not a man of many words, especially when it came to expressing his feelings. He wasn’t one for frequent hugs or grand declarations of affection. Instead, he showed his love through his actions. Whether fixing something that was broken, finding a solution to a problem, or simply taking care of what needed to be done, Jim’s love for his family was woven into the countless things he did for them. Jim loved Jesus, steam trains, and a good old-fashioned Western. John Wayne was a favorite, along with classic television shows such as Cheyenne, The Virginian, and Maverick. He appreciated the familiar things in life and found enjoyment in the things he loved. Perhaps one of the most cherished memories his family will carry is his laughter. Jim could begin telling a joke he found so funny that he would never manage to finish it. His laughter was silent, his entire body shaking as he tried unsuccessfully to get the words out. Before long, everyone around him would be laughing so hard that tears rolled down their faces. Nobody ever needed to hear the punch line. Watching Jim laugh was more than enough. Jim is survived by his beloved wife, Patricia; his son, Roy Reddick, and daughter-in-law, Susan; his daughter, Rana Hoyle, and son-in-law, Mike; and his three grandchildren, Hayden Cromwell, James Reddick, and Alexx. He is also survived by his older sister, Charlene Stout of Arvada, Colorado. He was preceded in death by his younger twin sisters, Earlene and Arlene. Jim leaves behind a legacy of quiet love, steadfast faith, remarkable ingenuity, and laughter that could fill a room without making a sound. He may not always have expressed his love in words, but he showed it in a thousand different ways. His family will forever cherish the man he was, the lessons he taught, the things he did for those he loved, and the memories that will continue to bring smiles for generations to come