Richard Michael Walsh

Richard Michael Walsh, affectionately known as Dick, passed away on July 17, 2025, in Fort Belvoir, Virginia, after a short battle with cancer. He was born October 10, 1947, in Bay Shore, New York, to Michael and Grace, who, along with his brother Bob, have preceded him in death.

A man of quiet strength and caring nature, Dick’s life was defined by his deep love for his family, most importantly his grandchildren, who he referred to as "his gems."  After proudly serving in the United States Air Force and reaching the rank of Captain, Dick transitioned into a career as an administrator for Social Security—a job that he hated and happily retired from as soon as he could.

Dick graduated from Grove City College and earned his Master’s degree in History at the University of Albany. His passion for history coupled with his humorous spirit made him a delightful conversationalist, especially on topics such as the Civil War and World Wars I and II, which he cherished reading about. He also enjoyed classic war movies, often finding solace and entertainment in their narratives.

Along with his beloved wife, Sandy, Dick traveled extensively.  The two visited the Panama Canal and Machu Pichu, cruised down a river in German, walked down the Great Wall of China and visited penguins in the southernmost parts of Argentina.  Dick's favorite activity, though, was spending time with his grandchildren, Nora and Ian, his greatest pride and joy. Whether it be dressing up for Nora's dance recitals, setting up his old train set for Ian, or being "scary Grandpa," a crazy tickle monster, Dick reveled in sharing the activities he loved. He loved cooking pancakes, his specialty, for them, and made special trips to the store to have their favorite ice cream flavors on hand at all times.

The bond he forged with his son Brian extended beyond that usually shared by father and son; they were he best golfing buddies one could hope for. Dick's prowess on the golf course was commendable, boasting two memorable holes-in-one, with his family by his side to celebrate these proud moments—one at Rolling Oaks Golf Course in Rocky Point, New York, and the other at Rock Harbor, Hole 13.  Dick spent Brian's childhood driving him to basketball tournaments near and far, and continued to drive from Long Island to Pennsylvania for almost all of Brian's college games.  The two also shared a love of Yankees baseball, Giants football, and all things sports.

Those who knew Dick remember him as a gentle giant, a big teddy bear who brightened the lives of those around him. His legacy is one of love, laughter, and cherished memories, forever echoing in the hearts of Sandra, Brian, Liz, Nora, and Ian. As we bid farewell to a wonderful husband, father, grandfather, and friend, we hold tightly to the many joyous memories we shared with him, knowing he will always remain with us in spirit.