It is with profound sadness we announce the passing of our beloved husband, father, grandfather, brother, and friend, Eddie “Ed” Reed, 76, who was taken from us too soon on September 12, 2024 from respiratory arrest, a complication derived from a hemorrhagic stroke which occurred September 1, 2024.
Ed was preceded in death by his parents, famous mountain man Bob Reed and Fern Gregory, his sister, Melody Hancock, and his beloved and greatly missed son, Seth Reed. He is survived by his wife of 28 years, Maryann Seewald; his children, Jordan and (spouse) Sarah Reed, Justin and (spouse) Erika Reed, and Connie and (spouse) Ruben Vigil; his grandchildren, Katalina and Xavier Vigil, and Jayce Reed; and his siblings Roberta “Bertie” Duncan and Robert “Buzzy” Reed.
While we’ve lost a great man, he left us with stories and memories that will live on. From his love of the mountains, camping, and fishing (and saving his kids from being swept away from fast-approaching water after setting up camp in the middle of what apparently was an arroyo); to watching him take a sip of a good, smooth bourbon (“Oh, that’s good!” and watching his green eyes become a little brighter); or enjoying—very quickly—a good glass (or bottle) of red wine (The Calling cabernet sauvignon became a quick favorite; before you’d know, the whole bottle would be gone and Ed would be smiling); to listening to classic rock (which always seemed to spark story time and a call: “Hey, Jo, I have a story…”); or watching a good ol‘ western (he’s probably quoting Clint Eastwood now: “Go ahead, let the tears fall in the beer…there’s nothin’ wrong with cryin’”); to riding his Harley (potato, potato, potato); to watching the Mecum and Barrett Jackson car auctions (for hours!!); to sharing a special connection with his daughter, Connie, and their love for the Denver Broncos; to shooting with his kids; or simply hanging out with his wife and family—the smile on his face every time he saw his daughter (Hello, sweetheart), to the weary, watchful eye he’d keep on his sons (you never know what they’re going to do), and not feeling one ounce of embarrassment when donning his wife’s apron (he wore it so well); to driving winding roads, hugging the curves, hanging with the youngins (wait, wait…shift, accelerate. Oh, how he could drive!); to road trips with his wife (singing Joe Bonamassa, “Let’s drive into the night, into the light, let’s drive, let’s drive”).
Ed, you will be immensely missed, but fiercely remembered.
In honor of his final wishes, Ed will hold on a bit longer until his beloved wife, Maryann, joins him and their ashes will be spread in the Pacific Ocean where they will travel together forever.
Tuesday, October 15, 2024
10:00 - 11:45 am (Mountain time)
Alameda Mortuary
Tuesday, October 15, 2024
12:00 - 3:00 pm (Mountain time)
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