Alan Patrick Snyder

I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.
- Timothy 4:7-8

Obituary

Alan’s story was one made up of good music, hard laughs, unforgettable moments, and the people who became part of his journey. He was born on October 2, 1969, in Tucson, Arizona, to Howard Patrick Snyder and Judy Lynn Lynch. Alan spent his early years in Tucson before relocating to Idaho as a teenager. From there, he lived life in the fast lane, making his own way, setting his own rules, collecting stories and friends, and leaving behind plenty of memories along the way.

Some of Alan’s most treasured memories were made at the family cabins in Idaho. He worked alongside his father and siblings, building cabins and bringing life to the property. Alan leaves a piece of himself in a place that will continue to hold special meaning for generations.

Alan was a welder by trade, but he saw his work as an art form. His creative spirit extended far beyond welding, finding expression through his drawings and his deep love of music. Music was his peace, a place where he could find comfort, strength, and an escape from the struggles around him. It was also one of the ways he connected with the people he loved. If you were lucky enough to have a song dedicated to you by Alan, you knew what it meant. It was his way of expressing what words sometimes couldn’t. A lyric, a melody, or a perfectly chosen song could speak volumes. And while his voice may now be quiet, the music he shared, the songs he dedicated, and the memories attached to them will continue to keep a piece of him alive in the hearts of those who loved him.

Alan was a passionate sports fan. He proudly stood behind the Minnesota Vikings, proving that he was certainly no stranger to heartbreak. He also held a special place in his heart for the Arizona Wildcats, a love for the team he shared with his father, Patrick. Whether it was a game worth celebrating or one worth shaking his head over, sports were another way Alan enjoyed the things that brought people together.

Alan had his own personal relationship with God. His faith was an important part of his life and his journey, something he carried in his own way and held close to his heart.

Alan was a son, a brother, a partner, and most proudly, a father and grandfather. He was affectionate and generous with his love. He carried that same fierce love into fatherhood, never missing an opportunity to make sure his family knew how much they meant to him. His love was something he made sure was heard, felt, and never questioned. Expressing affection openly and telling people he loved them often was simply part of who he was. Perhaps one of the greatest parts of Alan’s legacy is that the love he gave so freely became part of the foundation upon which his children built their own families. It continues to live on in the generations that follow.

Alan is survived by his beloved and longtime partner, Isabel Federico; his children, Amanda Thomsen and her husband, Asher Thomsen, James Snyder, and Branden Tamayo; and his grandchildren, Emily, Dexton, Rowan, and Jaxon. He is also survived by his mother, Judy Lynn Lynch, and his siblings, Samantha Roberts, Jenni Farr, Hallie Hamilton, Nathan Barker, and Damon Cotant.
He was preceded in death by his father, Howard Patrick Snyder, and his stepmother, Shirley Chesney Snyder.

A memorial service celebrating Alan’s life will be held at the family cabins in June 2027. All who knew and loved Alan are welcome to join us as we gather to remember him, share stories, and celebrate his life.

Alan was a man who lived life on his own terms and never felt the need to be anyone other than himself. He had a sense of humor and a personality all his own, loved fiercely, and left an unforgettable impression on those who knew him. He will be remembered for his quick wit, mischievous spirit, unconventional ways, and unapologetic individuality.

Alan’s story doesn’t end with his passing. The jokes he shared will continue to be told, and the love he gave so freely will continue to live on in the hearts of those who knew him. His laughter, his quirks, and the memories he created will remain long after the final song has played.

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