Dr. Lakshma Konda Reddy

Lakshma Konda Reddy died at home on July 3, 2026 at the age of 88. He spent his last few weeks surrounded by those who loved him, looking at old photographs, listening to his favorite music, reminiscing about his well-lived life.

He was born on February 13, 1938 in Hyderabad, India. He was one of 11 siblings and grew up in a house filled with extended family all raised together by his mother, Thungabadramma. Education was important to his father, K.V Ranga Reddy. Their house was filled with cousins who were living with them in the city to further their education. Lakshman would take this to heart and would help as many people as he could in his lifetime.

After attending Andhra Vidyalaya high school he tried out a few vocations including truck-driving and farming. When his father insisted he start to take his life seriously he went to medical school and found he was a gifted doctor. After graduating from Gandhi Medical College he became a tutor at Kakatiya Medical College before moving to England then Canada and eventually immigrating to the United States in 1970. He completed his rotating internship at Misericordia Hospital in the Bronx, New York before joining a medical practice in rural Minnesota. He later established his own family practice in Trimont, Minnesota where he faithfully cared for generations of patients.

In 1967 he married the love of his life, Dr. Subhashini Reddy. Together they raised their daughter Lakshmi. They built a home on a lake where they invited friends and family to partake in Indian feasts. They taught the tiny town of Trimont about India. To love spicy food, to tie a sari, and about Hyderabadi hospitality. In return, the two of them learned to make casseroles and cookie bars and learned to waterski. They taught family who visited to love lake life. They bought a motorhome and took road trips whenever possible.

He was known as a man with a short temper, exacting standards, and an opinion on most things except what to have for dinner. His younger brothers and cousins would tell you to never let him see you with scuffed shoes or unpressed trousers, but by the time his grandson was dressing himself, he was willing to let those things go. He rarely saw a car he didn’t want to buy, and once bought, had a hard time letting them go. He cherished the freedom a set of wheels gave him and shared the love of the road with his family, especially his son-in-law.

Unfortunately his hopes of spending his retirement traveling the country in his motorhome with his wife were dashed when Subhashini preceded him in death in 1997. Those who love him would say he has spent the years since somewhat lost, and hope they are finally able to visit all the national parks together.

He is survived by his loving daughter, Lakshmi; his son-in-law, Prasanth, and his cherished grandchildren, Riddhi and Dhruv. He also leaves behind a large and loving extended family of siblings, nieces, nephews and cousins, whose lives were enriched by his boundless love, wisdom, and guidance. His generosity, steadfast support, and genuine care left an enduring impact on all who knew him.

If you wish to honor his memory I recommend taking a long road trip to visit family (preferably deciding at the last minute and driving through the night), taking up a new hobby after the age of 70 and pouring everything you have into it (such as singing classical hindustani or K. L. Saigal music), learning to cook an elaborate meal and inviting loved ones to share it (I suggest lamb biryani), shining your shoes to a mirror shine (a skill he did not pass on to his grandchildren), misting yourself with copious amounts of Polo Ralph Lauren cologne (the kind in the green bottle), or pouring yourself two fingers of Blue Label on the rocks (but letting most of it melt down while you laugh with friends and enjoy snacks).