Roy C. Boon ’66

Roy C. Boon ’66 died on June 19, 2025, in Tucson, Arizona.

(The following was provided by Evergreen Mortuary & Cemetery on June 19, 2025:)

Roy Clinton Boon '66

Roy Clinton Boon ’66

It is with heavy hearts that we announce the passing of Roy Clinton Boon, who left this world peacefully, surrounded by his loving family. True to form, he likely shared one final joke and tipped his beloved Red Sox cap as he made his way onward.

Born on February 3, 1944, and raised in Dedham, Massachusetts, Roy lived eighty-one laughter-filled, wisdom-soaked years, and left a legacy of kindness, humor, and vinyl records—approximately 10,000 of them, give or take a few hidden in closets.

Roy never met a stranger—just future friends. He had a rare gift for making people feel instantly at ease, whether you were a cashier at the grocery store or a nervous new in-law meeting the family for the first time. His sharp wit, warm smile, and encyclopedic knowledge of everything from baseball stats to 1950s doo-wop made him unforgettable.

He was preceded in death by his beloved wife, Margaret “Margie” Boon, his soulmate of many decades. He is survived by his devoted wife and companion, Jacquelyn Mayhew Boon; three loving daughters, Karen Marfia (husband Robert), Stacey Weakley (husband Clyde), and Anne Boon; six grandchildren; and fourteen great-grandchildren. He is also survived by his three sisters, Jenna, Wendy, and Kristen; and by his brother and sister-in-law, Rob and Jane.

A historian at heart, Roy was a walking time machine—only with better punchlines. He could talk for hours about the American Revolution, obscure presidential trivia, or the golden era of rock and roll without once checking his phone (which he refused to fully trust anyway).

In lieu of flowers, hug a stranger, tell a good joke, or put on your favorite oldie and dance in the kitchen—because that’s what Roy would have done.

He is deeply missed, profoundly loved, and now finally reunited with Margie. We can only imagine the jokes they’re sharing already.

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