RICKY MCGAHA JR.

"I lost my only son. He was a great dad to his only son. My son could make you smile with just a little grin, or make you laugh with a joke. His personality was so uplifting, and he could get anything running no matter how long it had sat. He would tell you he was a momma’s boy—he was always there for me, and I would do the same for him. He liked motorcycles, guns, and the truth is, I miss and love my son so dearly."

- his mother

Ricky McGaha Jr. was a soul you couldn’t forget—a light that never dimmed, a force that kept moving, fixing, and building even when the world slowed down. His smile wasn’t just a grin; it was a promise of joy, a way of saying everything would be okay. With a joke on his lips and a twinkle in his eye, Ricky brought levity to heavy days and warmth to the people who knew him best.

He wasn’t just a son—he was his mother’s pride and joy, her steadfast companion, the one who would move mountains for her as she would for him. “He was a momma’s boy,” she says with love, her words echoing the unbreakable bond they shared. Ricky’s presence in her life was a constant, a reminder that love—real, unconditional love—has no limits.

As a father, Ricky poured his heart into his only son, a reflection of the love and care he carried so deeply. His hands weren’t just skilled at fixing engines or reviving machines long abandoned—they were hands that comforted, guided, and embraced. He was a builder, not just of machines but of memories, crafting a life filled with moments that mattered.

Ricky loved the thrill of motorcycles, the precision of guns, and the satisfaction of bringing something broken back to life. It mirrored his own spirit—a determination to find purpose, to make things work, to keep moving forward no matter how long something had sat still.

Now, his absence is felt in the quiet moments, the ones where his grin would have lifted the room or his voice would have broken the silence with a laugh. But his legacy lingers in the hearts of those who loved him, in the lives he touched, and in the joy he brought to even the smallest of moments.