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Severson, Ricky Ray

Posted on September 15, 2015 by mlmuchow

imageAugust 25, 1951 – September 14, 2015

Ricky Ray Severson of Waco passed away Monday, September 14, 2015 at Providence Hospice Place. Services will be at 2:00 p.m. Saturday, September 19, at Wilkirson-Hatch-Bailey Chapel with Rev. Dr. James Cotten officiating. Visitation will be 6:00 to 8:00 p.m., Friday, September 18, at Wilkirson-Hatch-Bailey Chapel.

Ricky was born August 25, 1951 in Marlin, Texas, to Richard and Ann Severson. He managed several restaurants during his 30-year career in the restaurant industry. His passion for service to others could be seen in everything he did. Ricky was a stranger to no one with his outgoing, larger than life personality, and beloved by all who knew him.

His last years were focused on being “Poppy” to his grandchildren, whom he teased and pranked as often as possible. He had a big, generous heart and was always putting others ahead of himself. Ricky loved all sports, especially his beloved Dallas Cowboys and golf. One of his most joyful times each year was the annual trip to South Padre with family. He also enjoyed swimming with his grandchildren during the summer, and assisting his granddaughter Kelsey with her softball skills. Rick was a member of Lakewood Christian Church in Waco.

He was preceded in death by his father, Richard A. Severson; and one granddaughter, Claire Miller.

He is survived by his mother, Ann Severson, of Marlin, TX; one daughter, Crissy Severson Miller, of Waco; one son, Casey Severson, of Mineral Wells, TX; his spouse, Roxanne Glaser of Waco; four grandchildren, Kelsey, Colin, Bentley and Marissa; and three brothers, Dicky, Micky and Nicky Severson;.

Memorials may be made to Providence Hospice Place, Providence Hospital or DePaul Center. The family invites you to leave a message or memory in our “Memorial Guestbook” at http://www.wilkirsonhatchbailey.com/obituary/Ricky-Ray-Severson/Waco-TX/1544077#obit-services

“Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, but love leaves a memory that no one can steal.”

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One Response

  1. Shannon criswell peck, on September 15, 2015 at 2:20 pm said:

    I am so terribly sad to hear of Ricky’s passing. I have not seen him in years but have fond memories of highschool with him. My condolences to the whole family.
    Shannon Criswell Peck class of 1971

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