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.jpg) CARL DEE PLUNKETT, 69, passed away Aug. 12, 2016 at his home, after a battle with leukemia. Carl was born March 8, 1947, to Daniel Hugh Plunkett and Alta May (Oler) Plunkett, in Boulder City. In 1952 Daniel built their family home at 1480 S 7th Street in Las Vegas.
Carl attended John S Park and John C Fremont, and  graduated from Las Vegas High School in 1965. He graduated in accounting from University of Colorado in 1969. He enjoyed swimming, baseball, UNLV basketball, taking trips to new places. He was an active member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.
Carl married Rosemary (Crane) Hardy in 1993. He is survived by his wife, Rosemary Plunkett; his brother, Earl Plunkett; his sister, Sheryl McGeary; six stepchildren, Darren, Damon, David, Douglas Hardy, Deanna (Hardy) Zitzmann, Danielle (Hardy) Bollard; 15 grandchildren; and 13 nieces and nephews.
Visitation will be at 12:30 p.m. Friday, Aug. 19, at the Palora LDS church. Funeral services will follow at 1:30 p.m. at the Palora LDS Church, 1725 Palora, Las Vegas. Interment will be at Davis Memorial Park, 6200 S. Eastern Ave., Las Vegas.
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Louis DuBois
I remember sharing the walks home from J.C. Fremont in 9th grade.
Robert Martin
I remember him best from that same time Louis. He was a great looking guy with a winning smile that was both friendly and confident at the same time. Always a positive force to be around.
Craig Jolley
Carl and I hooked up beginning in third grade. An emerging philosopher he was always in a good mood, loved to joke around about whatever came up. He zeroed in on personal idiosyncrasies, claimed I walked like I was treading water. He called me by my last name, a practice picked up on by other kids. Plunkett and I had some classes together at Fremont, usually sat next to each other, notably in Miss Adair's 6th period art class where we discussed fast-maturing classmates. As my partner on a lithograph project he did almost all the work since I considered Art a waste of time. The Plunketts lived in an expansive home on 7th-6th Streets, same neighborhood as Stan Knoles (Carl nicknamed "No Less"), Vickie Leavitt, Betty Leavitt, Debby Moore, David Soss ("The Sausage"), Marcia Beatty, Tobe Gleeman, others. They had an olympic-size trampoline three or four kids could jump on at the same time and an indoor swimming pool adjoining their backyard that took up an entire house lot on 6th Street. When Carl's swimming team was not training there the Plunketts loved having kids come over to jump or swim. For one of his professional careers he managed the Lake Mead Marina where my father moored his boat. Both gifted conversationalists, Carl would humor him when Dad launched into one of his Donald Trump-style tirades. I lost track of him, but was pleased when Carl and Rosemary came to my 1990 Las Vegas wedding in company with Grant and Georgia Cox. I chatted with them at the reunion last year where he performed his parlor trick of wriggling his ears. Thinking of Carl always brings on a smile.
Glenn Haueisen
I only spent my Senior year at Vegas High, but my greatest memory was the day Carl asked me to skip the class after lunch. He, myself, and three others (I think Jolley may have been one of them) went to the airport, hopped into his Dad's plane and took a ride around the area. Needless to say, after a lunch of chili and a grape drink, I did not fare well. I ended up sitting on the floor of the plane in the back as we did not have enough seats. I wonder to this day how we would have explained this all to my(our) parents had something happened. As my Dad was a fighter pilot, I am relatively sure he would have understood. I have only good memories of Carl and mentioned him several times to my wife. We did have the good fortune to sit and talk at one of our reunions. I will cherish that time. Miss you Carl . . .