Alan Max Critchfield
In Loving Memory
Alan was born to the late Max G. and Margaret
L. Critchfield (Scoville/Winegar); and was born in Sodus, New York.
Alan Critchfield (age 59) passed away suddenly on Sunday October 12, 2025, while traveling through Albuquerque, New Mexico. He is survived by his significant other Tammie Junkin; his siblings Terry (Gloria) Critchfield; William (Cori) Critchfield; and Candy (Matthew) McIntyre; his nieces and nephews Aaron (Katie) Dean; Eric (Rene) Dean; Levi Critchfield; Heather (Ed) Critchfield; Willam (Tracy) Critchfield II; Monita (Mike) Raponi; Autumn Raponi; April McIntyre; Nicholas Hickman; Amber Hickman; Andrew Hickman; Christopher McIntyre; and Dylan (Nastia) McIntyre; and great nieces and nephews; Aaron, Chase, Victoria, Areyanna, Alonnah, Damien, Hannah, little William III, and great-great niece Charlotte. Alan was predeceased by his sister Rev. Lyn L. Dean, and his nephew Matthew McIntyre II (little Matt).
Alan worked for Peerless Tire & Auto Service in Cañon City, Colorado (in the city he resided). He worked his way up into a manager position, and was highly respected by his co-workers. Alan also worked at Lyons Packaging Facility in Lyons, New York, prior to moving back to Colorado. Alan had good friends in both New York and in Colorado; he was liked by many. Alan had a great love for nature, a deep appreciation for music, driving motorcycles, and family connections. He loved holidays, family gatherings, and loved to play horseshoes and darts. Alan had a very close relationship with siblings and his nieces and nephews. Alan loved western & war movies, and was always up for a good comedy. Alan had a big heart and was always ready to lend a helping hand. He was loved by many and he will be missed.
A Celebration of Life will be held in the spring of 2026; TBA
A Poem for Alan; by his sister, Candy L McIntyre:
Your spirit runs free,
Your soul flows deep.
Now you lie down for a long deep sleep.
You lived your life with no regrets.
Your life was as colorful as all the sunsets.
Now the sun sets with the heavens above,
Knowing you are with God and all his love.
You were born with music in your veins.
Now music can be heard when it rains.
It now rains memories of your precious time on this earth.
Your spirit is now free—it’s renewed— rebirthed.
You were the wolf, the family, the pack. You held your friends close and didn’t hold back.
You gave of yourself freely to those you held dear. Lending a hand anywhere, any time of year.
This is not a farewell or a goodbye. For now we will say so long, even though it may be a time for a good cry. We only part until it’s time to sing our own song.
So we will say so long for now,
See you later alligator,
In a while crocodile,
Catch you on the flip-side,
You are so loved and will be missed deeply!