Let the memory of Kevin be with us forever.
  • 48 years old
  • Born on January 7, 1971 in Eugene, Oregon, United States.
  • Passed away on April 6, 2019 in Aloha, Oregon, United States.
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Kevin Stone 48 years old , born on January 7, 1971 and passed away on April 6, 2019. We will remember him forever.
Posted by Carol Langsford on May 2, 2019
One Year Less
© Cheryl McDonald
Published: March 2010
There is no word, no label, no identifying moniker,
I am not a widow, not an orphan, not childless,
But one child less.
One less open laugh and little boy giggle,
One less challenging tete-a-tete;
One less artful, winking manipulation,
One less word of comfort, one less grateful hug.
One less chance to embrace a daughter;
One less new life to carry your eyes, your chin, your grin, your name,
No one word for the pain, the longing, the brevity
Of a life meant for the living; an old soul meant to grow older than mine;
Would there be anyone price too high, any sacrifice too great,
For one more moment, one more breath, one more warm touch;
I grasp desperately and sense the closeness -
the ONE just at the fingertips of my heart and mind,
Only to realize again and again and again,
There is no "One" - you are gone and I am - less.
Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/one-year-less
Posted by Jackie Winners on April 17, 2019
I only know you as my fb friend But my heat breaks for you I pray your pain will ease up hugs to you and John
Posted by Rachel Bennett on April 17, 2019
Kevin James Stone.
How do I summarize the impact he made in my life? I met him 21 years ago at Cost Plus World Market. He was my supervisor there but we became great friends after learning we had some common interests.
His personality and demeanor were one of a kind and I mean that in the truest sense.
Yes we may have had our annoyances with each other, lost contact for a few short spurts over the years. But we always found each other again and like I have always teased him "you are like the brother I never wanted".
That's not the truth though. He was a great pseudo brother to me. He was always there if I , in fact, needed him for anything.
We had a ton of parallel topics that we would commiserate on; metal music, cinephilia (mostly horror), work, food, dogs, parents, etc., and we argued relentlessly about shit we didn't agree on.
After the news that he had passed away, I realized a few things. I never needed to have all of the pieces to Kevin's puzzle to really "get" him. I feel privileged and blessed to know such a crazy, lovable weirdo.
I will always think of you, Kevin, hopefully someday without such a feeling of loss and I will always love you. And I can hear you sighing from the heavens because you hate the "L" word. Whatever. He's just mad because I slayed him at Qwerkle a few weeks ago. "Madam, I do not like how this game is progressing".
I'm still sad, confused and lost and yet feel so grateful to get the chance to know someone like Kevin.
Mom and John: I'll always be here for you.
Rachel
Posted by Carol Langsford on April 10, 2019
Angela Deardorff
Kevin Stone was compassionate. He loved my dog Sampson or Sammy as Kevin would call him. When my boyfriend, Shawn and I went to visit MIAMI for a couple of days it was Kevin we asked to watch Sammy. He spoke often of his love for his own dog Stella. Kevin would come over time to time to talk about crazy bands and music I had never heard of. I knew I had to introduce Kevin to Shawn who was versed in musical bands I was unfamiliar with. Listening to Kevin and Shawn go on and on about music always made me smile. To see Kevin passionate made me smile. Kevin was deep, complex, and crazy funny. Kevin..... your journey is done. Your memory remains with me, and all of us you touched. We will miss you we will miss you, we will miss you.
Posted by Daren Stone on April 9, 2019
Kevin was my closest cousin growing up and we spent a lot of time together as kids. Movies or more importantly anything Harrison Ford were a big part of our times together as well as ridiculously competitive games of Monopoly. If we made it through a full game without the game board flying through the air, we felt like we had truly accomplished something! In some ways our relationship was brother like and we didn’t always get along in our young lives and as adults we lost contact which I regret and will for the rest of my life but I’m thankful for conversations we had in the last couple of years and things that we said to each other. Kevin had a great sense of humor as other posts here have attested to and we did laugh a lot! I love his parents too, Auntie Carol I’m praying for you and asking God to fill your heart and home with peace as well as my Uncle Paul during this time. Love you Kevin, I’ll never forget you.
Posted by Carol Langsford on April 9, 2019
1986, the year I met him. The older brother of my friend Justin that lived up in the big city of Portland (actually Aloha, but to us, it might as well have been Portland). He had smugness to him like he was much smarter than anyone else in the room which I immediately disagreed with because you know, I was the smartest person in the room. Pretty sure I annoyed the Hell out of him, because I was four years younger, in sixth grade, and believed I was the smartest person in the room. I know he annoyed the Hell out of me.
It was not long though we realized we had very similar tastes in movies, music, and pop culture in general. Justin and I would go visit him in “The Big City” throughout High School. Hanging out, watching movies, reading strange Graphic Novels (big comic books to the non-geeks), playing tabletop games, and debating music for hours. We spent so much time debating and talking about these pop culture events it seemed we created our own language and horribly dark and dry senses of humor. At times I would feel like the third wheel because of how close Justin and he would think. It was hard to get jokes in when they anticipated the other’s rhythm and the direction the conversation was going. Once Justin went off to college in New York, I would still take the trip up to “The Big City” to hang out and we grew much closer. We started to have the anticipated jokes and rhythm; we annoyed the Hell out of the people around us. His girlfriend spent the majority of my visits rolling her eyes at us. This became a common thing for most girlfriends or wives, or other people at the party.
Throughout the years we stayed close and in touch, but not seeing each other for lengthy periods of time. Even when a year might slip by without seeing each other we would fall right back into rhythm and seem to start the conversation where we left off. Whenever something that sucked happened to either one of us, the other would always be there to hang out, talk about BS and make us forget that life was sucking for a little while.
Once Social Media became a thing, he was the first person I knew to jump on it. Every time I saw him or talked to him or got an email from him it would start with, “WHY ARE YOU STILL NOT ON MYSPACE?!” (Yes, it was that long ago and we are old). The only reason I ever started on this social media thing was to keep in better touch with him and Justin (sorry the rest of you but at the time I really didn’t care if someone I didn’t talk or like in high school would be my “friend” now). Social Media did bring us even closer and made me realize I should make more time for actually visiting my friends.
Four years ago I got the opportunity to move to “The Big City”, he was the first person I told. Once we were in the same city, it seemed like my wife and I had a roommate. He was over at least once a week, usually more. We got game nights going, we would check out new places to eat, we would watch the movies on opening night and point out how bad they were. We were still the smartest people in the room.
Staci and I would have parties and we always knew he would be there, even if it was a birthday party for my son Isaac and let's be clear he was not a fan of kids. Not even when he was one. We could always count on him being there and saying creepy weird things to see how people react. Some people didn't quite like it, but I always enjoyed the humor. We had our own inside jokes and no one could make me laugh more, even when he was creeping others out.
Life can always get in the way and so it did with us. The last few months flew by without game nights or get-togethers. The promise constantly of "we need to hang out soon!" Flowing back and forth.
Saturday, April 6, 2019, at 11:05 AM I got a text from him, "Whatchoo guys up to today?" I replied with, "Madison's baby shower in Eugene for Staci. And Issac and I are making plush videos for his YouTube channel." He replied with "Okay." We wake up Sunday morning April 7, 2019, to a message from his mother, he had died of heart failure Saturday night.
His name was Kevin Stone. He wasn't famous. He wasn't hugely popular even. He wasn't perfect. He was kind, he was caring, and yes he was creepy. He was the funniest human being I have ever met, and as my 8-year-old son put it best Sunday morning through his tears, "he was my friend and he did not deserve to die." He was our friend and we are better people because he was in our lives and the world is a lot less funny and fun without him. — feeling sad. ( written by Michael Jackson his longtime Friend )
Posted by Terri Stone on April 9, 2019
Kevin,
  My sweet, funny, caring nephew. He was precious to me. So many memories through the years, that I will always cherish. I believe we had a special bond between us as aunt and nephew. I loved him and he loved me. We were family!
I will miss you Kevin.
This is from Uncle Mack:
 My fond memories go back to when, as a small boy, Kevin would keep my family captivated with his cute character and great sense of humor. As he and his cousin Daren would play games, while talking to one another. He was such fun to have around! He would make us all laugh!
I won't forget you Kevin☺
Posted by Linda Young on April 10, 2019
May you R.I.P Kevin.... fly high with the angels & wear your wings proud... Sending up prayers & always in my thoughts ... Carol & John may you find strength in your wonderful memories to be strong in this saddening time <3
Posted by David Runyon on April 8, 2019
Kevin was a very intelligent individual. Yes, he did have a dry quip of a sense of humor but that runs in the family all the way down from his Grandmother Rena Runyon. My best memories of Kevin are when I lived with my Sister and Kevin, must have been about 1975. Kevin did have a tremendous talent for writing stories, he was a natural. Kevin will be greatly missed by many including myself.
Gods speed Nephew
Posted by Carol Langsford on April 8, 2019
Those of you who really knew Kevin was aware he had a very dry but great sense of humor.
I was always proud to be his mother since my health has been failing he had been a great support to me. ( not always willingly )
Kevin was very smart, loved to read and at times would write mystery stories.
Kevin has not been in in the best health in a while but this still came as a surprise to us all.
Rest In Peace my sweet son. You lie in the arms of The Angels,

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