Lon Edwin Hatzenbuhler
Lon Hatzenbuhler was born in September, 1949, to Harold and Wanda Hatzenbuhler, and raised in the community of Edmonds, Washington, just north of Seattle.
Growing up in a classic 1950’s-60’s middle-class American home and family, he attended neighborhood public schools and found an anchor in scouting, where he learned discipline and the need to apply himself in order to succeed.
Lon applied himself to achieving better-than-middling grades, in order to keep open the option of college, which he was serious enough to recognize as a key component of a successful work life in his future. Although it was not yet generally popular, he saved his real self-discipline for weight training, working out almost daily, and was a valued and winning member of the wresting team at Mountlake Terrace High School, from which he graduated in June, 1967. With the level stare of his green eyes, infectious grin and standout physique, needless to say he didn’t have any trouble finding a date for the prom.
Lon was just as handsome on the inside: he was affectionate, and had a kind heart--if his heart “adopted” you, your welfare became important to him; he looked out for those who mattered to him. He was always as good as his word, and it was also important to him that this be known.
With an innate mechanical aptitude, almost immediately upon graduation Lon found an employer sufficiently impressed with both his work and work ethic—the OK Tire Co.--to guarantee him a job until he could graduate from college, willing to schedule his work around his class hours.
Naturally he was young and eager to have fun, but he had laid out a feasible plan to work harder now by investing himself in an education that would open more doors to him in the future. He did allow himself the luxury of trading in his old family “tank”--a 1954 Chevrolet--for a brand-new convertible MGB. 1967 was a sparkling, beautiful summer in the Seattle area, and he thoroughly enjoyed his new “toy.” But he was embarking on his future, and the job that made the new car possible was the first step of his plan; college was the second.
There was to be no second step. In one abhorrent moment on a delightful summer night-- July 29, 1967--Lon was run off a windy road, the tiny car smashing through a guard rail and rolling down a steep ravine. While his passenger survived, the bright light of Lon’s future was extinguished in the blink of an eye.
It was inconceivable not only to his stricken family, but also to his many young friends, who had never before experienced the death of a contemporary--that such a strong and solid presence could just be gone--and so instantly and senselessly--as he was so poised and prepared to truly begin his life. He was a son and brother that any family would be proud of, and those who knew him well considered his friendship a privilege.
Lon rests at Holyrood Cemetery in Shoreline, Washington, only a few minutes' walk from his home.
[Contributed by C Kinney (#47424558)]
Birth Place: Seattle, King, WA, USA
Death Place: Seattle, King, WA, USA
Links to Parents
[Contributed by Genealogical Researcher 53 (#47107999)]
Burial Date: August 2, 1967
Lon Hatzenbuhler was born in September, 1949, to Harold and Wanda Hatzenbuhler, and raised in the community of Edmonds, Washington, just north of Seattle.
Growing up in a classic 1950’s-60’s middle-class American home and family, he attended neighborhood public schools and found an anchor in scouting, where he learned discipline and the need to apply himself in order to succeed.
Lon applied himself to achieving better-than-middling grades, in order to keep open the option of college, which he was serious enough to recognize as a key component of a successful work life in his future. Although it was not yet generally popular, he saved his real self-discipline for weight training, working out almost daily, and was a valued and winning member of the wresting team at Mountlake Terrace High School, from which he graduated in June, 1967. With the level stare of his green eyes, infectious grin and standout physique, needless to say he didn’t have any trouble finding a date for the prom.
Lon was just as handsome on the inside: he was affectionate, and had a kind heart--if his heart “adopted” you, your welfare became important to him; he looked out for those who mattered to him. He was always as good as his word, and it was also important to him that this be known.
With an innate mechanical aptitude, almost immediately upon graduation Lon found an employer sufficiently impressed with both his work and work ethic—the OK Tire Co.--to guarantee him a job until he could graduate from college, willing to schedule his work around his class hours.
Naturally he was young and eager to have fun, but he had laid out a feasible plan to work harder now by investing himself in an education that would open more doors to him in the future. He did allow himself the luxury of trading in his old family “tank”--a 1954 Chevrolet--for a brand-new convertible MGB. 1967 was a sparkling, beautiful summer in the Seattle area, and he thoroughly enjoyed his new “toy.” But he was embarking on his future, and the job that made the new car possible was the first step of his plan; college was the second.
There was to be no second step. In one abhorrent moment on a delightful summer night-- July 29, 1967--Lon was run off a windy road, the tiny car smashing through a guard rail and rolling down a steep ravine. While his passenger survived, the bright light of Lon’s future was extinguished in the blink of an eye.
It was inconceivable not only to his stricken family, but also to his many young friends, who had never before experienced the death of a contemporary--that such a strong and solid presence could just be gone--and so instantly and senselessly--as he was so poised and prepared to truly begin his life. He was a son and brother that any family would be proud of, and those who knew him well considered his friendship a privilege.
Lon rests at Holyrood Cemetery in Shoreline, Washington, only a few minutes' walk from his home.
[Contributed by C Kinney (#47424558)]
Birth Place: Seattle, King, WA, USA
Death Place: Seattle, King, WA, USA
Links to Parents
[Contributed by Genealogical Researcher 53 (#47107999)]
Burial Date: August 2, 1967
Lon Edwin Hatzenbuhler
Lon Hatzenbuhler was born in September, 1949, to Harold and Wanda Hatzenbuhler, and raised in the community of Edmonds, Washington, just north of Seattle.
Growing up in a classic 1950’s-60’s middle-class American home and family, he attended neighborhood public schools and found an anchor in scouting, where he learned discipline and the need to apply himself in order to succeed.
Lon applied himself to achieving better-than-middling grades, in order to keep open the option of college, which he was serious enough to recognize as a key component of a successful work life in his future. Although it was not yet generally popular, he saved his real self-discipline for weight training, working out almost daily, and was a valued and winning member of the wresting team at Mountlake Terrace High School, from which he graduated in June, 1967. With the level stare of his green eyes, infectious grin and standout physique, needless to say he didn’t have any trouble finding a date for the prom.
Lon was just as handsome on the inside: he was affectionate, and had a kind heart--if his heart “adopted” you, your welfare became important to him; he looked out for those who mattered to him. He was always as good as his word, and it was also important to him that this be known.
With an innate mechanical aptitude, almost immediately upon graduation Lon found an employer sufficiently impressed with both his work and work ethic—the OK Tire Co.--to guarantee him a job until he could graduate from college, willing to schedule his work around his class hours.
Naturally he was young and eager to have fun, but he had laid out a feasible plan to work harder now by investing himself in an education that would open more doors to him in the future. He did allow himself the luxury of trading in his old family “tank”--a 1954 Chevrolet--for a brand-new convertible MGB. 1967 was a sparkling, beautiful summer in the Seattle area, and he thoroughly enjoyed his new “toy.” But he was embarking on his future, and the job that made the new car possible was the first step of his plan; college was the second.
There was to be no second step. In one abhorrent moment on a delightful summer night-- July 29, 1967--Lon was run off a windy road, the tiny car smashing through a guard rail and rolling down a steep ravine. While his passenger survived, the bright light of Lon’s future was extinguished in the blink of an eye.
It was inconceivable not only to his stricken family, but also to his many young friends, who had never before experienced the death of a contemporary--that such a strong and solid presence could just be gone--and so instantly and senselessly--as he was so poised and prepared to truly begin his life. He was a son and brother that any family would be proud of, and those who knew him well considered his friendship a privilege.
Lon rests at Holyrood Cemetery in Shoreline, Washington, only a few minutes' walk from his home.
[Contributed by C Kinney (#47424558)]
Birth Place: Seattle, King, WA, USA
Death Place: Seattle, King, WA, USA
Links to Parents
[Contributed by Genealogical Researcher 53 (#47107999)]
Burial Date: August 2, 1967
Lon Hatzenbuhler was born in September, 1949, to Harold and Wanda Hatzenbuhler, and raised in the community of Edmonds, Washington, just north of Seattle.
Growing up in a classic 1950’s-60’s middle-class American home and family, he attended neighborhood public schools and found an anchor in scouting, where he learned discipline and the need to apply himself in order to succeed.
Lon applied himself to achieving better-than-middling grades, in order to keep open the option of college, which he was serious enough to recognize as a key component of a successful work life in his future. Although it was not yet generally popular, he saved his real self-discipline for weight training, working out almost daily, and was a valued and winning member of the wresting team at Mountlake Terrace High School, from which he graduated in June, 1967. With the level stare of his green eyes, infectious grin and standout physique, needless to say he didn’t have any trouble finding a date for the prom.
Lon was just as handsome on the inside: he was affectionate, and had a kind heart--if his heart “adopted” you, your welfare became important to him; he looked out for those who mattered to him. He was always as good as his word, and it was also important to him that this be known.
With an innate mechanical aptitude, almost immediately upon graduation Lon found an employer sufficiently impressed with both his work and work ethic—the OK Tire Co.--to guarantee him a job until he could graduate from college, willing to schedule his work around his class hours.
Naturally he was young and eager to have fun, but he had laid out a feasible plan to work harder now by investing himself in an education that would open more doors to him in the future. He did allow himself the luxury of trading in his old family “tank”--a 1954 Chevrolet--for a brand-new convertible MGB. 1967 was a sparkling, beautiful summer in the Seattle area, and he thoroughly enjoyed his new “toy.” But he was embarking on his future, and the job that made the new car possible was the first step of his plan; college was the second.
There was to be no second step. In one abhorrent moment on a delightful summer night-- July 29, 1967--Lon was run off a windy road, the tiny car smashing through a guard rail and rolling down a steep ravine. While his passenger survived, the bright light of Lon’s future was extinguished in the blink of an eye.
It was inconceivable not only to his stricken family, but also to his many young friends, who had never before experienced the death of a contemporary--that such a strong and solid presence could just be gone--and so instantly and senselessly--as he was so poised and prepared to truly begin his life. He was a son and brother that any family would be proud of, and those who knew him well considered his friendship a privilege.
Lon rests at Holyrood Cemetery in Shoreline, Washington, only a few minutes' walk from his home.
[Contributed by C Kinney (#47424558)]
Birth Place: Seattle, King, WA, USA
Death Place: Seattle, King, WA, USA
Links to Parents
[Contributed by Genealogical Researcher 53 (#47107999)]
Burial Date: August 2, 1967
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