LOWELL MURRAY Jr.

In 1957, Tom Murray asked the Kiso family to move to the Mineral Lodge. It's difficult to describe what it was like for a family of five, living in a small, two-bedroom home, to move to that beautiful, spacious residence and it was across the street from a lake! We felt like the luckiest kids in the world.

Occasionally, Tom would come up to the Lodge, and my dad (Al Kiso) said Tom was the only man he knew who could watch tv, read the newspaper, and carry on a conversation all at the same time!

Tom loaned my dad the money to purchase his first logging truck. That loan enabled dad to be self-employed, which had a positive, long-term impact on our family.

I am forever grateful to Tom Murray for his generosity and kindness to my family. Sincere condolences and prayers.

Susan (Kiso) Frederick

Oh,Tom. Why did you have to leave us so soon? How gut-wrenching for us but how wonderful for you to be reunited with your beloved Cathy and once again strong as an ox, free of arthritis, and getting logs like they grow on trees. But how are we going to get along without you? When we show up for dinner, who is going to slyly say I see you brought your daughter? Who is going to come over for lunch to watch the Seahawks and throw peanuts at the TV when the Hawk line yields another sack? Who is going to take lead tenor when we sing your Yale Whiffenpoof song at one of our sing-alongs? Who is going to take me along to the Pacific Logging Congress by pretending you need a driver? Who is going to envelope me and Mary with the deep warmth of your person and your honest handshake? Oh,Tom. How we will miss you! I can see all of the loggers who have gone before you lined up at the landing--L.T. Senior among them--to welcome you to the Lord's show, saying, "Here comes Tom Murray. Now, there was a man."