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In Memory of

Lee Roy Riley

October 3, 1918 - December 23, 2013

Obituary


Lee R. Riley, 95, died at home, December 23, 2013. He was born October 3, 1918, on the family ranch near Lamar, Colorado, to Lee R. Riley, Sr., & Ella Rose (Stuckey) Riley. He attended a one-room school house near the ranch through the 7th grade. He graduated from Lamar High School in 1938. He lived with his sister in Wichita, Kansas, while going to his beloved Wichita State Univ. He was a member of the Blue Key National Honor Society and Who's Who in American Colleges and Universities. He graduated in 1942 with a...

Lee R. Riley, 95, died at home, December 23, 2013. He was born October 3, 1918, on the family ranch near Lamar, Colorado, to Lee R. Riley, Sr., & Ella Rose (Stuckey) Riley. He attended a one-room school house near the ranch through the 7th grade. He graduated from Lamar High School in 1938. He lived with his sister in Wichita, Kansas, while going to his beloved Wichita State Univ. He was a member of the Blue Key National Honor Society and Who's Who in American Colleges and Universities. He graduated in 1942 with a B.A. in geology. While in college, he met his wife, Ethel Carolyn McMahon, and they were married on February 14, 1942.

Lee entered active military service with basic training at Camp Robertson, Arkansas, and Office Training School at Camp Davis, North Carolina. He was commissioned as a 2nd Lieutenant and stationed with his unit at Camp Edwards, Mass., during WWII. Lee trained personnel, participated in the Tennessee Maneuvers and then embarked for Europe. He entered France with Patton's 3rd Army, moved across France and Germany and entered Nuremberg on VE day. He spent a period of time relocating former POW's and displaced persons to their native countries. His outfit transported food and other supplies to relocation camps. He returned to the USA in Nov. of 1945 with a Bronze Star and was honorably discharged in Jan. 1946.

He went to work for Carter Oil Company as a geologist in Wichita, KS, and after 2 years transferred to Ardmore, OK, in 1948, during the oil boom. He was the district manager when Carter Oil Co. became a part of Humble Oil and Refining Co. In 1965, the Ardmore office was closed and consolidated to Oklahoma City where Lee became an exploration manager. After 5 years, eh took an early retirement and became an independent geologist.

While living in Ardmore, Lee was President of the Lions Club, headed the United Fund, was Vice President of the YMCA Board of Directors and coached little league baseball. He was member of the American Association of Petroleum Geologists since 1954, a member of the Ardmore Geology Society in 1956, a member of the Society of Independent Earth Scientists, an ordained Deacon, Elder and Trustee in the Presbyterian Church, and was a docent at the National Cowboy & Western Heritage Museum.

He and Carolyn were married for 56 years before her passing in 1998. They both loved to play golf, travel and took extensive trips, visiting all the continents except for Antarctica. For 11 years they treasured the family ski trips to Colorado the day after Christmas.

He is survived by his four children: Pat Simmons & husband Ken of Tulsa and their children Duke Simmons & wife Wendy, their children Scarlett, Noah, Isaac and Milady of Bixby; Laura LaBlue & husband Brent, their children Aston and Faith of Blackwell; Alan Simmons of Dallas; Jean Dunlap & husband Baillie of Oklahoma City and their children Leah Leckness of Midwest City and Genevieve Smith & husband Dallas and their children Dalton, Elle and Rhett of Newcastle; Mike Riley of Oklahoma City and his children Michael & wife Kristi of Oklahoma City, Kevin of Oklahoma City and Jennifer Himes & husband Nate of Yukon; and Janet Earlywine & husband Art and their child Sarah Edwards & husband Bryan of Baton Rouge, Louisiana.

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Poems by Lee Riley:

Buck was a cowboy supreme
Not many could match his measure
To have him as your mount
Was a real working pleasure.

When working as a cutting horse
He was at his best,
You only had to keep your seat
And he would do the rest.

When you took down your rope
He knew what to do,
He would put you in position
Then the catch was up to you.

Gentle, intelligent and trustworthy
He was the very best,
When there was work to be done
You knew Buck would stand the test.

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Memorial Day

We honor our veterans
Who served in the past,
Especially those who gave their lives
So that our freedoms might last.

To give one's life in duty,
Is the greatest gift of all,
Now we must give him honor
Even though our gift is small.

To all our men and women
Who have stood against the foe,
Our hats are off to you
T'is respect we want to show.

War is not a pretty thing,
In fact, it's really hell,
But sometimes we have no choice
And must serve our country well.

Let's work toward problem solution
And pray our best for peace,
So that lives will not be lost
And wars and conflicts cease.

~

St. Patrick's Day

We celebrate St. Patrick's Day
We're Irish we shout out loud,
Our ancestors came from Ireland,
Of this we are mighty proud.

There are only two kinds of people
If you will check you'll see,
Those who are truly Irish
And those who want to be.

So put on your Kelly green
And go strutting down the street,
Show you are proud to be Irish,
Top of the morning to everyone you meet.

When you travel to Ireland
Go kiss that Blarney Stone,
Because you then, forever after
Will feel like a king on a throne.

~

Poetry in General

I can't believe you doubted
That poetry was my line,
It is just putting words together
And that's a gift of mine.

I have written poems of love
To my wife each special day,
I have written of pioneer hardships
And the price they had to pay.

I may write to make a point
Of things that needs be done,
But many times I just write
Because I think it's fun.

Now when I put my name
On a poem for you to enjoy,
Be certain it's not plagiarism
But that it's the real McCoy.

I can't play musical instruments
And my golf is not too great,
So I guess I'll just write poems
And accept it as my fate.