Patrolman Richard Harold McEvoy

Richard McEvoy was my Uncle. He was the youngest son of Charles and Rose McEvoy of Spencer. My mother Joanne was the oldest sibling followed by Charles better known as Pete, followed by Marcia, and then Dick. Not only was he adored by his parents and siblings but his 12 nephews and nieces as well. At holiday time, Dick and his beautiful wife, Mary hosted the celebrations in their home on Ash Street. This home was designed and built for his wheelchair movements by craftsmen, tradesmen, and friends. Dick loved to sing around the piano with his extended family accompanied by my mom, Joanne on the keyboards. Dick’s life in a wheelchair was not easy but the love and support he received through those 11 critical years kept him alive longer than we all expected. I named my son, Andrew Richard in honor of my Uncle. Though they never met, my son possesses the kindness, loyalty, thoughtfulness, and goodness that made Dick the special man that he was. And along with his family and friends, the citizens of this small town of Spencer treasured their hometown boy until his death. Thank you my dear Uncle for all that you stood for and for all that that you gave during your 37 years of life on this earth. You will forever live on in our thoughts, words, hearts, and souls.

Charlene Hippert
Niece

March 27, 2021