1936 ~ 2025
Richard Macfarlane came,as the poet Wordsworth described: “Trailing clouds of glory from God who is his home.” The date was May 12, 1936. His parents, Grant Macfarlane and Lucy Gayle Langton, had taken care of the down and outers, and Richard and his siblings caught the spirit of loving all God’s children. They raised their children in the Salt Lake Avenues area. At East High Richard was the Captain of the 1953 State Championship Football team and chosen as an All-State player that year. His coach, Talley Stevens, built a team that worked together and were friends for years. In 1954, they again won every game and the State Championship. Richard completed a year at the University of Utah as a business major and a two-year mission to the Northwestern States. These life experiences heightened his love and concern for people and increased his desire to help people improve their lives. He came to his fiancé one evening and said, “I don’t want to be a businessman like my brothers or a lawyer like another brother and my father. We won’t have much money, because I want to be a social worker and help people find more happiness in life.”
He went forth with this goal in mind. He studied with the best of teachers who guided him in caring for others. He obtained a Masters of Social Work from the University of Utah. Later he received training in Psychotherapy at Smith College School for Social Work. Employed at Family Counseling Center of Salt Lake, he aided clients for thirty-six years and was Executive Director for fifteen of those years. He served as a Legislative Advocate for Social Work, as Chairman of the State Licensing Board, as President of the Utah Chapter of NASW--the social work national organization, and for many years as a clinical faculty trainer at the U. He challenged the system to increase professional excellence. In his personal life, he would spend time coaching his N Street Lions football team. The young players learned the game and the way to get along with others. During the past 20 years, he has taken daily walks in the Avenues. While walking, he would phone and chat with “his people.” He learned about their needs and encouraged them in their goals. He didn’t care about people briefly or just for as long as it was convenient. He sustained those he loved long term. He was profoundly influenced by the devotion to God of his ancestors who gave up their homelands and came to Utah from Scotland, England, and Italy to participate in the new gospel that they knew was the way to eternal life. He revered his roots in Logan where one great-grandfather had served as Bishop for over 40 years. That always touched him as a monumental accomplishment and probably led to his willingness to accept three callings as Bishop during the adult years of his life. To him it was a privilege to guide others to the eternal goals that he held.
He died two days before his 65th wedding anniversary. His wife, Karen Cox, and the families of his five children learned of the fast-moving frontal-lobe cancer on May 30, 2025. The family decided to fill each day he lived enjoying being together. They headed to a mountain cabin to hear Grandpa’s stories. They roasted marshmallows over a huge firepit as children and grandchildren recalled special times with Grandpa. The sandhill cranes gathered in the valley below the cabin each evening, and the family watched them while eating dinner. They encouraged Grandpa to enjoy whatever food he craved. Back home, sons took him for rides to favorite spots. Then hospice care brought comfort as he faded away. On June 20, 2025, he woke, exasperated that he was “still here.” Richard was ready to join his family members who had passed on, especially his siblings Grant, James, and John and Marilyn. He no longer will play Santa on Christmas Eve for his posterity: His son John and children Alexandra, Samantha, Luke, and Charley will miss him. Laura and her husband, John Barrus, and their children Michael, Kate, and Sarah who is married to Alex and parents of Lottie, Kennedy, and Emily won’t hear him ringing the sleigh bells as he enters the room. Son Robert and his wife Stefanie who claim Brody and his bride, Emily, and daughter Marin will find Christmas Eve less full of cheer. William (Wally) and Sammie and Will and Roman will miss “the Old Boy,” and so will son Thomas and his James and Claire. The evening of June 20, 2025, he left us trailing those clouds back to eternal life with the God he loves.
Friends and family may attend a viewing Friday, June 27, from 6 to 8 pm or on Saturday, June 28, from 10 to 10:45 prior to the funeral service at 11am, all services are at the 27th Ward, 185 P Street. Burial in the Salt Lake City Cemetery will follow immediately.
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Memories can be viewed at https://everloved.com/life-of/richard-macfarlane/
John,
I was sorry to hear of your dad’s passing. Losing a parent is hard no matter how old we are. My thoughts and prayers will be with you and your family.
DeAnne Rogers
What a void in our universe! Richard is such a wonderful bishop, friend, and man. He was so wonderful at keeping track of us. Our hearts are broken but know he’s with loved ones.
Our thoughts and prayers are with Karen and the family
Tom, Claire, James,
I am so sorry for your loss. My thoughts are with you.
Irina
I remember you so fondly from my youth at the ward. Sweet love to your family, and all those who loved you.
I’m so heartbroken you are gone. You have been such an amazing presence in me and my families life. You have been such an important part of my life and am so lucky to have known you. We love you Richard. Thank you for making the world a brighter place. We already miss you.
Aunty Karen & Family,
I was lost for words hearing the news of my dear Uncle Rich. My heart shattered, knowing I won’t get any text messages or phone calls from him. Sending loves and hugs to you all at this time, even though he’s happy to be home with Mama Kk and Papa Grant Sr and his loving siblings. May his legacy be a blessing, may his memory be a treasure, and may his love continue to inspire us all, till that glorious morning Uncle Rich.
I will never forget all the hours "Bishop" spent throwing the football with me. I mattered to this giant of a man. What an impression. How many lessons I learned from his example and gentle, immense strength.
How many hours I spent shaking his hand, his broken "shaking machine".
How many hours I spent hanging onto his words around a campfire.
Blessed to spend time in his presence.
MacFarlane family, Im very sorry for your loss. May you one day be reunited with your husband, father, Grandfather, Santa Claus, Story teller. Best NK.
Sweetest friends,
Larry and I love both of you so very much and grieve with you and your wonderful family during this time of sorrow. We have so many wonderful memories of our time and service to God together!
May peace fill your hearts as the days go forth towards our eternal reunion with God, our Father, and our Savior Jesus Christ.
To Karen and the family…
Grace and I had opportunity to spend time in the 27th ward environment some 20 years ago. Br. Macfarlane was the High Priests Group leader at the time, in between Bishop assignments. Pres. Richard Horne (ret.) was the Sunday School Teacher and Ken Cannon was the current Bishop. At every turn were good ward members to be found.
Not long ago, Grace and I found ourselves literally sitting at the feet of Br. Macfarlane as he held forth with a group of “Elderlies” where he shared insights and readings related to how we might do better in our reclining, declining years. Would to be as gracious through it all as Richard, and you Karen have been.
We give thanks for good and great people who have touched our lives, “for good.”. Thank you Richard and Karen Macfarlane.
Dear Macfarlane Family,
I was deeply saddened to hear of the passing of John Richard Macfarlane. Please accept my heartfelt condolences during this difficult time. May you find comfort in the cherished memories you hold of him, and may his legacy of love and kindness continue to live on in all of you.
With deepest sympathy,
Karol
Served as a missionary in the Washington DC North Mission (2004–2005)