In Loving Memory of Gregory Foxx

Gregory Foxx was born in Washington DC to the late Percy and Florence Foxx. As a child, his family relocated to Seattle; Washington in 1954. Gregory graduated in 1968 from Garfield High School and went on to attend Seattle University, graduating in 1972, with a Bachelor's degree in Business Administration. In 2000, Gregory earned his Certified Public Accountant Certificate. Gregory began his professional in banking as a teller at Seattle First National Bank also known as Bank of America. He also worked for a short time at Washington Mutual Bank, ending his career at Banner Bank as Senior Vice President, Commercial Banking Center, and Manager

In 1970 he married Peggy Williams and to this union was born one daughter, Dana Foxx.

Gregory had four loves outside of his family. Fishing, riding his motorcycle, going to the movies, and traveling. He enjoyed salmon fishing but didn't like salmon. On his Gold Wing motorcycle, he traveled to several Canadian Providences, San Francisco, Reno Nevada, all over Western Washington, Oregon, Florida Everglades, and Florida's Key West. Gregory loved movies. Together, we saw over 100 moves and owned hundreds of DVDs, and still watched or streamed dozens of movies on television. His out-of-country travels included skiing in Europe. visiting Mexico, France, England, Bahamas, Cuba, going on cruises throughout the Caribbean, and vacationing in over 10 states. Vacationing with daughter Dana and later grandchildren, Adrianna and Frank, was a favorite, especially visiting Disneyland and Disney World.

Preceding him in death includes his brothers, Charles R. Foxx Sr., Percy Foxx Jr., Paul Ballard Sr., Joseph A. Foxx, Michael J. Foxx; and sister, Margaret Foxx Scott.

He leaves to mourn, his wife of 5O years; his daughter, Dana; and grandchildren Adrianna Kinsey and Frank Graves.

Gregory is survived by his sister, Mary Samuel (Henry); brother-in-law, George Williams Jr. (Rochelle); and sister-in-law, Bonnie Williams. Gregory also leaves to cherish his memory a host of nieces, nephews, cousins, and close

The Golden Gates were open

A gentle voice said come.

And with farewell unspoken

He comely entered home.

It's sometimes hard to understand

Why these things have to be,

Our sad hearts seek the answer

But it's not for us to see.

We can only trust in God

And know that in some way

We'll understand someday.