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Philip C. Ranney January 14, 1948 – March 27, 2019 Philip Clement Ranney, better known as ‘PC’ to his friends, passed away at age 71 on March 27, 2019, at Butterworth Hospital in Grand Rapids, MI as a result of a skiing accident.

PC was born in Bay City on January 14, 1948, to the late Rebecca Joan (Mastilock) Ranney and Max Arthur Ranney. He is survived by his two brothers, David Ranney and his wife, Cindy of Reno, NV, and John Ranney and his wife, Chris and their two daughters, Sarah and Rebecca of Groton, MA. He grew up in Petoskey, attended St. Francis Xavier School, participated in football and skiing, won senior honors in drafting, and graduated with the fabulous SFX Class of ’67.

After graduation PC spent several years working in the Gunnison and Crested Butte areas of Colorado where he enjoyed mountain biking, hiking, downhill and telemark skiing, as well as rafting on the Colorado and Green Rivers with his friends.

PC returned to the Petoskey area in the late 1990’s and built his current home in Boyne City, MI. He owned and operated a painting and carpentry business and enjoyed helping local residents with upgrades and repairs on their homes working for seasonal residents in the Bay View area. With a wonderful sense of humor and a natural flair for adding colorful atmosphere to any event, PC was an avid skier, bicyclist, and outdoor enthusiast, and especially enjoyed his winter ski team competitions at Nubs Nob in Harbor Springs. In the summers PC would often ride his bike for 20 to 30 miles along the Petoskey and Harbor Spring bike trails.

PC will be sorely missed by his brothers, his classmates, and friends. Please visit to sign his guestbook and share your sympathies and thoughts, and perhaps a story of an experience that will enhance our memories of him.

The PC Memorial Fund has been established at Nub’s Nob where PC skied competitively for many years. This fund is dedicated to deferring the costs of young skiers who need financial assistance to enjoy the sport of snow skiing. To donate, please send a check made out to:



In the memo of your check, please write: “PC Ranney Memorial Fund”

 and send to:

 Nub’s Nob Ski Area
Ben Doornbof – Gen. Mgr.
500 Nub’s Nob Rd.
Harbor Springs, MI 49740


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  1. Mary Jane Doerr on April 10, 2019 at 7:48 am

    Thank you PC for all the things you did for me. Many you be richly rewarded in heaven. Mary

  2. Beverly Brandt on April 12, 2019 at 7:26 pm

    I was heartbroken to learn of PCs death. Ive known him for about 15 years. I met him through Mike Spike Still. PC graced my Bay Biew cottage with exquisite carpentry and painting. When I decided to change from a boring, all white color scheme to one using seven different paint colors, PC executed the transformation. It took two summers to paint four sides, and he was meticulous. Once finished, people told me that theyd never noticed my cottage before, but now it was truly eye-catching. PC regarded it as his best, most challenging paint job. There was nothing he could not do (except plumbing and electrical work.) he also generously helped out with odd jobs around my cottage. He loved my cat. When he repainted the cottage, she moved from window to window to watch him. Last summer, when my sister died, he was so supportive, He gave me a copy of his mothers famous oatmeal raisin cookie recipe. I plan to make a batch of cookies in his honor. I appreciated PCs honesty, work ethic, quirky sense of humor, and his underlying kindness. He was one of a kind and very talented. I take solace only from knowing that he died doing what he loved bestflying down a ski hill.

  3. Christine Thompson on April 14, 2019 at 11:26 pm

    A special brother,brother-in-law,uncle and friend. I enjoyed our conversations and the visits with you. Such a kind and loving person. I’ll always think of you when we indulge in the famous Grandma Ranney oatmeal-raisin cookies you (and your brothers and nieces) enjoyed so much.

  4. Sarah and Rebecca Ranney on May 7, 2019 at 11:27 pm

    Dear Uncle PC,

    Growing up in Massachusetts while you made your home in northern Michigan, we learned from a young age that distance can make the heart grow fonder. Your faithful phone calls, cards, and Christmas packages let us know that you were thinking of us across the miles. And your rare and much-anticipated visits created some of our warmest childhood memories. At the new millennium, you established a reputation as the cool uncle by introducing us to The Goonies. We were left wide-eyed by the fast-paced action, gory pirate skeletons, and salty language that wed never heard in a movie before! To this day, its one of our favorite films and always reminds us of you. In 2004, we discovered The Polar Express together at the IMAX Theater a moment of Christmas magic that your presence made unforgettable. You even charmed our temperamental dog, curling up with her by the fireplace on winter nights.

    We will never forget our epic road trip to Michigan in summer 2007 to attend your and Dads 40th high school reunion. We had the time of our lives sleeping in the cozy pop-up camper behind your house, getting the grand tour of Petoskey and the neighborhoods where you grew up, swimming with you in the crystal-clear waters of Sturgeon Bay, and keeping our eyes peeled for unwary deer as we drove along the country roads at dusk. One night, we sat on your lawn watching a meteor shower for hours, marveling at the vast blanket of stars above us. And of course, our stay wouldnt have been complete without a scrumptious bite to eat at the Roast and Toast! As we basked in the perfect August weather, we only regretted missing the chance to watch you zip down the ski slopes at Nubs Nob. Throughout our time together, we could tell that you were overjoyed to share all of your favorite haunts with us. The tears in your eyes as we prepared to drive back to Massachusetts revealed the sensitive and caring soul just beneath your gruff exterior.

    In more recent years, we didnt always keep in touch like we should have. Navigating college life, travel abroad, and first jobs put further miles between us. But every time we reconnected with you, the warmth in your voice drew us close again as you drank in the latest updates on our lives. The conversation flowed easily as (depending on the season) you explained how your carpentry business was keeping you busy with repeat clients, or excitedly described the results from the Sport Horses latest race at Nubs. No matter what, we knew that you were just a phone call away if we ever needed you.

    Today, were still struggling to accept your loss. Were grieving the years that we lost with you, and the fact that we never had the chance to say goodbye or tell you that we loved you one last time. Sometimes it feels like were reaching out for a familiar connection that is now beyond our grasp. But weve also seen how many people cared for you, and weve been humbled to find that caring extended to us. We know that you kept every letter, card, and photograph we ever sent you and that several of them collaged your refrigerator door (along with a turkey wishbone, held on with scotch tape). Weve heard many stories about you both humorous and touching that have more fully revealed to us the person you were, even now that youre gone. And were assured that our bond with you will endure, even across the infinite distance that now lies between us.

    Love always and forever,

    Your nieces, Sarah and Rebecca

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