RICHARD-ROYEA-Obituary

RICHARD ROYEA

Santa Fe, New Mexico

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RICHARD ROYEA Sped on to his next adventure on June 6th, 2013. Born on February 9th, 1963 in Canada to Martha and Roger Royea, Rick spent his formative years on Vancouver Island, BC, but always felt the draw of travel and of the world beyond. As a teenager he made his way to Mexico, where he...

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THX-1138! Damn you could drive a 911 to its limits! Cheers Amigo

Berwyn Germans

Rick and the Berwyn Germans just got to know each other for 6 month in the summer 2011. Im talking about the amazing time with Tanya, Zack, Homajun and Behrus. Rick gave us all a special experience in our short time in College Park. We will never forget you. Thank you Rick that we could get to know you. We are going to keep you in our minds Rick!

Finally im not believing in god but im sure, death is not the end. Cause of this, i wish you an awesome next journey bro. Do it well and who...

Bon Voyage Rick..
I'm thankful that our paths crossed on this earthly plane..
You were special and one of the good guys..
The Napa Valley excursion in the mid 1990s will be forever
remembered with great fondness and treasured memories..
Be at peace my friend..

Friend, co-worker, breakfast companion and more than once a knight in shining coveralls with a much needed car part! Thanks for always being there, with Love and Support and no judgment. You are a rare man, I will always treasure the gift of your friendship.

May you finally find peace Race Car. You will be missed.

The Fornicator

There can only be one Rickster... this time last year we were doing donuts in the mall parking lot in The Fornicator. Rick was impressed I didn't spill my drink. I was impressed that grown men could so easily revert back to teanagers thanks to the Rickster's unquenchable thirst for excitement and determination to push boundaries. Never a dull moment. I would say RIP but I know there will be no rest for the Rickster. 100 miles per hour with your hair on fire.... miss you bro.

Rickster, the times we spent together were some of my favorite and most memorable days, they were filled with fun, adventure and so much laughter. I was always grateful and excited to be in the passenger seat flying down a road with you, even at 100 miles an hour in a dodge dart, i always felt safe. I miss you my sweet friend.