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Gary R. Saltmarsh was born in Pasadena, CA on April 10, 1944. After graduation from Sunset he served in the U.S. Air Force during the Vietnam war as an air traffic controller. After the Air Force he attended Portland State University and graduated with a business degree. He lived and worked in Oregon his entire adult life. He enjoyed reading and the outdoors and was especially passionate about fishing. Gary died January 23, 2012 in Tualatin surrounded by his family. Gary is survived by his four sons; Dan, Jeff, Matt and Steve.
Oregonian 1/25/12
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Susan Elizabeth Holman (Stafford)
Corky was my boyfriend in the 8th grade at West Sylvan. He was very athletic, had a great sense of humor, and a good memory for details. He was also a really good dancer. My dad always referred to him as Stopper (cork, get it?) Quagmire. Makes me sad to think he is gone. Sue Holman Stafford
Michael Moore
I have nothinig but great memories about Corky Saltmarsh. He was just a terrific guy. I was shocked to read that he died this week. I hadn't seen him since we were kids, and I was hoping he would be at the reunion this summer. All this saddens me.
Lauren John Paulson
Corky was the sort of guy that left a mark on people. He was a generous athlete. When Sunset lost to Beaverton in THE big football game Corky and I repaired to Johnny's house to drown our sorrows with quaffs of ale. To no good result. Years later Corky and others threw an outside party with a real pig cooked underground. Whereas boys will be boys in other suitable sporting events after. Corky took adversity hard, but my memories of him and the hijinks create smiles. With Respect, Lauren
Ron Stassens (Class Of '61)
Corky was one of the most genuine people you will ever meet. He respected your viewpoint, but would never back down from or hesitate to offer his own views even if they were contrary to popular opinion. Being "politically correct" was not in his makeup. I loved his observations on life. He was truly a breath of fresh air.
I was a year ahead of Corky, but we played several sports together. He always kept things loose with his terrific sense of humor, even in the face of adversity. On our weekly golf games (with Laun, Hal, John, Mike and others) you could count on Corky to keep our mediocre games in perspective.
Pepper Swamp (a take on Saltmarsh) was another nickname Susie Holman's dad had for him.
Corky enriched the lives of everybody he touched. I was fortunate to have him as a friend.
Ron