Peggy passed away on May 10, 2020. She was born in Crescent City, California on December 13, 1955 to John and Eleanor McMillan. She grew up on the McMillan ranch in Klamath, with sister Kathy and brother Brian.
One summer, when she was 15 or 16-years-old, Peggy was our babysitter. Her style was too keep us very busy and entertained by doing small backyard skits, building forts in the house, drawing, painting and coloring, playing board games, and especially taking us on hikes up behind our home and into the Redwoods she loved so much.
Shortly after leaving the Air Force in 1980, I went to work at McKay’s Grocery Store in Crescent City, where Peggy was a register jockey and I swept and mopped floors. Customers and co-workers loved her because she was always happy — laughing and smiling.
Peggy also encouraged me to keep the lines of communication open when it came to my folks during their divorce. She said over and over that, “One day, it’ll become important.”
I should’ve listened to her advice.
Her passing hurts my heart, not only because it proves I’m getting closer to that inevitable day, but more so that the world has lost a wonderful person in Peggy.
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