Roy Gamel, Jr.
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Roy Gamel, Jr.
February 4th, 1950 – February 6th, 2018
Isaiah 53:5
But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities; The chastisement for our peace was upon Him, And by His stripes we are healed.
Memorial Service:
Sunday, February 11th at 3pm
LifePoint Church
28479 N Main St
San Tan Valley, AZ 85143
Roy was born in Portales, New Mexico on
February 4th, 1950. He was the 9th of 11 children. His family moved to Arizona in the mid 50’s and settled in the Queen Creek area around 1958. He grew up on the local farms and attended Queen Creek school.
Roy taught himself to play guitar in his early teens and played in several bands through his early 20’s, even playing on a worship team in the old Gilbert Baptist church. He met his wife MaryAnn at a local live music venue, Norton’s Corner where he was playing with his band. The two quickly fell in love and were soon married. Together they had 2 sons, Stacy and Jason eventually moving to Queen Creek to raise their family.
In his early 20’s, Roy worked on several farms and dairies, eventually attending welding school. Roy was a professional welder and was a part of several big projects in Arizona including the Cardinals stadium. At the end of his career, he was a crew lead and worked hard to help his team grow as professionals and pursue further education. Once retiring, he took up woodworking and was quickly making whatever he could find plans for as gifts for his family.
Roy had a daughter, April and deeply regretted not being a part of her childhood. He loved her very much and wished they could have been closer. Roy was rough around the edges in his younger years and was eventually smoothed out as he submitted his heart to the Lord. His love for the Lord was evident in the view he had on his physical condition and the conversations he would have with everyone he talked with.
His grandchildren were the apple of his eye.
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Shirley Lane says: Roy was an accomplished guitar player that was self taught. He could play anything and he has a son and nephew that are great players that plays because he taught them. Even through his illness I spent quality time with him and I admire the way he lived his life and fought this disease, he believed in God and never faltered. I’ll be seeing you again in Heaven when it is my time
Love you and miss you little brother, Shirley -
Janice Lane says:
Roy, my beloved brother. We were the closest in age from all the other siblings. He was number 9 and I was number 10. Dub (Doug) was number 11 and the three of us grew up together after all the others had married. We had our share of squabbles as most siblings do but I was always proud of him. He was handsome and talented. I loved listening to him play his guitar. It just came natural to him. He was also good at woodwork, metal work.
Now both he and Dub are gone. I miss them so much but I know they are in a better place. One day I will be there also. In the meantime we will go on and the hurt will ease with time. Your suffering is over and I’m grateful for that. You are loved more than you knew when you were here. But now you know perfect love. I will always love and miss you.
Your sister Jan
Shirley Lane 
Janice Lane
Roy was an accomplished guitar player that was self taught. He could play anything and he has a son and nephew that are great players that plays because he taught them. Even through his illness I spent quality time with him and I admire the way he lived his life and fought this disease, he believed in God and never faltered. I’ll be seeing you again in Heaven when it is my time
Love you and miss you little brother, Shirley
Roy, my beloved brother. We were the closest in age from all the other siblings. He was number 9 and I was number 10. Dub (Doug) was number 11 and the three of us grew up together after all the others had married. We had our share of squabbles as most siblings do but I was always proud of him. He was handsome and talented. I loved listening to him play his guitar. It just came natural to him. He was also good at woodwork, metal work.
Now both he and Dub are gone. I miss them so much but I know they are in a better place. One day I will be there also. In the meantime we will go on and the hurt will ease with time. Your suffering is over and I’m grateful for that. You are loved more than you knew when you were here. But now you know perfect love. I will always love and miss you.
Your sister Jan