KENT HARMON
1940-03-12 2003-02-28Kent Llewellyn HARMON Previous Seattle resident, passed away February 28, 2003 in Tustin, California at age 62. He was born in Lincoln, Nebraska on March 12, 1940, and after several subsequent moves during World War II, his family settled in the Seattle area in 1943. He graduated from Roosevelt High School in 1958 and later received a B.A. from Seattle University. Kent worked as a commodities broker in Seattle initially and then during the 1970s moved to southern California to continue his profession. He is survived by his two sons, Todd L. Harmon and Kurt E. Harmon, both of Seattle, and a brother, Mark C. Harmon of Woodinville, Washington. Burial will be at Acacia Cemetery in Lake Forest Park.
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After high school, Kent went to Central, the U of W and then graduated from SU with a degree in business. He worked as a stock broker for F.l. DuPont and Merrill Lynch.
Kent and Janey Wrede had two sons during their 10 year marriage. Kent moved to southern California in 1975 where he lived with his second wife for 25 years. He was a lifelong Husky and LA Rams' fan. He loved golf, cars and cooking.
His sense of humor kept everyone around him laughing. He died when an aneurism in his brain burst, 5 years ago. Kent would have been an enthusiastic participant in our reunion and will be keeping an eye on us on the 16th!
Kent Harmon and I were good friends from Jr. High at Nathan Eckstein. His parents and mine were members of the same golf club in Kenmore and in addition to hanging out in the halls of Eckstein, we spent a lot of time at Inglewood playing the game we both loved. At Roosevelt we played on the golf team and most times rode to and from the different courses together. Two things which stand out in my mind about Kent were his fierce pride in his father, and his dry sense of humor which could cut to the bone. He also had a practical jokester side to him evidenced by a ritual we practiced when we played Jefferson Golf Course as part of the Roosevelt team. Jefferson was located close to a pie factory and after our golf match we would rush to the car and drive rapidly to buy at least one large pie. While stuffing our faces with pie we would drive to the nearest overpass and wait for our unsuspecting team mates. The remainder of the pies were deposited on the hoods, windshields and roofs of their cars. Boysenberry was the weapon of choice as I recall. Kent and I lost touch after high school, and I was deeply saddened to learn of his death. I know he will be with us in spirit on August 16th.
tribute by Jack Shriver