William Lee Logan, Jr., affectionately known as "Skippy" ("Skip" for short), was born on May 20,
1950 in the Naval Hospital in Seattle, Washington to William Lee and Louise Ora Logan.
Skippy was a very happy child. He loved to read, play football, lacrosse and wrestle. His favorite
food was apple pie. Skip played sports throughout junior and senior high school. He
was somewhat of a sports legend at Deer Park High winning numerous trophies for football,
wrestling and lacrosse. Skip graduated from Deer Park High School - Class of 1968. After high
school, he enlisted in the U.S. Navy and shortly after training, was shipped off to serve as a
medic in VietNam and Cambodia.
Skip was also a quiet spoken man that never liked too much fuss. He could carry on a
conversation with anybody on any topic. He always spoke his mind, saying just what he needed
to say. When he found something funny he had the heartiest of laughs. Skip loved to help you if
he could. He would give you his last dollar and go without in order to help someone. Most
importantly, Skip loved his family very much.
Skip had a passion for cooking. He began his career serving as an apprentice under a
decorated chef in Louisiana. He later worked at numerous restaurants in a variety of locations,
such as New York, which included numerous years at the exclusive Windows of the World on
the top of the World Trade Center, St. Thomas, Virgin Islands, Florida and even serving as a
chef on an oil rig.
Skip is survived by Janice and family, two sons, Jason William Logan and Aaron John
Logan, seven grandchildren, Ariana Jade and Kayla Denise, Madison Nicole, Aaron John, Jr.,
Savannah-Marie Denise, Malachi William and Xavier Manuel, daughter-n-law, Samantha Logan,
mother, Louise O. Logan, sisters - Jane N. Wyche, and Donna L. Payne, and brother Anthony J.
Logan [Gwen] and a host of cousins, nieces, nephews and friends.

What is Prayer?
Is it measured words that are memorized,
Forcefully said and dramatized,
Offered with pomp and with arrogant pride
In words unmatched to the feelings inside?
No . . . prayer is so often just words unspoken
Whispered in tears by a heart that is broken . . .
For God is already deeply aware
Of the burdens we find too heavy to bear;
And all we need do is to seek Him in prayer
And without a word He will help us to bear
Our trials and troubles — our sickness and sorrow
And show us the way to a brighter tomorrow . . .
There's no need at all for impressive prayer
For the minute we seek God He is already there!
-Helen Steiner Rice

In lieu of flowers, please make a donation to the Multiple Myeloma Research in his name