Larry L. Lee

June 5, 1939 ~ December 11, 2021
Larry L. Lee, 82, self employed licensed clinical social worker, died Saturday, December 11, 2021. Memorial Service will be at 1:00 pm, Sunday, December 19, 2021, at Downing & Lahey West Mortuary. He dedicated his life to the service of others in his community, friendships and family. He was heavily involved in the Goddard Lions Club and enjoyed the camaraderie of the Mid-Continent Corvair Association. Preceded in death by his parents, Carl Lee and Alpha Lee-Hyning. Survived by his wife, Donna J. Delaney of Goddard; sons, Doug Lee, Bob Lee, Matt (Shannon) Lee; daughter, Rachel (Joe) Brown; grandchildren, Sam Brown, Ella Lee; sister, Linda (John) Baker; nieces, Keri, Pam, Charlotte; nephew, Steven. In lieu of flowers, a memorial has been established with Goddard Lions Club, P.O. Box 405, Goddard, KS 67052 and American Cancer Society P.O. Box 22718, Oklahoma City, OK 73123. Downing & Lahey Mortuary - West Chapel.
I am his eldest son and knew him well. I knew him as fair, even-tempered even through extreme times, accommodating of special circumstances without overindulgence, and truly loving to his family and neighbors. No single comment or page can do justice to all he did for people. He loved with his time and his hands – made things, took much time to play games with us as kids and even hand-made blind-accessible games for us, and taught us to try and experiment to learn things for ourselves. He supported neighbors over many years through various struggles. His very professional business was one of helping people through hard times. While I was a teen, I personally saw him go through severe struggles of his own while asking nothing. It took me years to understand what he handled in silence. I will miss him long, and I will love and remember him always. Love to him was action; and so may my life prove to be at least some shadow of the one that helped make me who I am. –Doug Lee
To me he is Uncle Larry… a man with a warm heart and a ready smile for anyone who needed it. I think, though, my most fond and constant memory is sitting quietly in the same room listening to him whistle a made-up tune that comforted and for 50 years has brought a smile to my face just by thinking of him. Love you, Pam