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From:
carviel simpson
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Thursday, November 5, 2020
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Orville was my twin brother and we shared so many great memories. Moving Tim's horses from Grants Pass Oregon to Texas, we took the long way thru Zion in Utah, went along the north rim of the Grand Canyon. The cruise out of New Orleans and being on the Mississippi for for the first 100 miles was great memory that he and I relived over and over. He always brought gifts when he visited Oregon. Among the gifts are 4 knives three of which he found while "shoulder shopping" as a state employee. He took every opportunity to make people smile and always offered to help with any problem you may have.
Everything said about him on these pages would have made him proud and as his twin make me proud.
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From:
Steven Davis
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Wednesday, November 4, 2020
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I was priviledged to know Orville my whole life. As a young boy, we lived next door to to my grandparents off Leonard Road outside of town in Wasco. I remember him visiting his Uncle William Greer (my Grandfather). He came in his uniform one time and it just impressed the heck out of me. I was so caught up in the Space Race at the time and seeing someone in a military uniform was awesome to me. I felt like I was related to someone important! Later on, Orville would stop by and bring food to our home so we could eat better. ( I didn't know we were doing without) I just remember him being very helpful. Later on while I was in High school, he would see me in town on a date. He would ask that I introduce my date and he would slip me a few bucks to treat her right! After that I started looking for him around town when I had a girl in my car...HaHa...
Later in life I was able to pay back his kindness by helping him when he was down and I know he appreciated it. Rest in Peace my good friend!
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From:
Sean Simpson
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Wednesday, November 4, 2020
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All my life my Dad (Carviel) has told me stories of the horses he and Orville rode when they were young. As the years went by they were joined by their nephew Lloyd. The horses changed from ‘ol Dan, Pigeon, and Shorty to Dude,Moon, Ginger, Feather, and Fancy. Upon my graduation Dad gave Fancy to me. Time went on and Dads horse was getting old. I was working nights so I gave her back to my Dad. After one of Dads trips to California he told my brothers and I about how he had went team penning with Lloyd and Orville and how much fun it was. We decided we needed to upgrade our horses. Dad bought a horse from Lloyds son in-law. He told Mom that he was going to sell Fancy. Mom told him she didn’t think that was a good idea so Dad decided to give her to Orville. The horse Dad bought came up lame. When Orville heard the news he took Fancy over to Lloyd’s and bred her to Lloyd’s stud to get my Dad a horse. That horse was Shine and was one of my Dads favorite horses of all time. Orville team penned, trail rode, and even bred Fancy again. When Orville heard that my horse Willy had died. He called me and told me that he wanted to give Fancy’s baby to me. My brother had described Fancy as one of the prettiest horses he had ever seen. In front of Orville I said how nice of a hip another horse had. Orville replied Fancy has twice the hindquarters that horse has. It took me awhile to realize that Fancy was the tangible representation of his and Dads relationship. Any slight against the horse was seen by Orville as a slight against Dad and their relationship. One Thanksgiving Orville came up to Oregon. Lloyd called to wish everyone a happy Thanksgiving and offer us one of his horses. Dad said Lloyd will want that horse off of his property quickly. Dad asked Orville to move and board the horse until we could get down there. It was 5 or 6 months that Orville had taken care of the horse. I had sent a check in the beginning to cover the cost that was never cashed. When we went down to pick the horse up. Orville paid for our hotel, bought us dinner and refused payment for feed and boarding. One of the times that we team penned together Orville won a really nice horse blanket that he gave to Lloyd. Orville was one of the most generous people I have known in my life. He was loved and will be truly missed.
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From:
Grace Martin
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Tuesday, November 3, 2020
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Although I didn’t know Orville long, his kind and light hearted personality is hard to forget. I saw Orville as a thoughtful individual who loved to observe and think about the world around him. He knew how to remain unaffected by a busy and sometimes chaotic world, reminding me of the importance of stillness. I am so pleased to have known Orville, and he will be missed.
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From:
Lauren Siewert
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Monday, November 2, 2020
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Growing up I lived in Oregon and it was really exciting when my great uncle Orville would come up from California to visit. He would always show up bearing gifts: California oranges, candy, and plenty of stories. He would pick blackberries with me on Willow Lane, even though he couldn't understand how I could enjoy them so much.
He made me feel like a superstar by requesting me to sing my hit single from elementary school "the muffin song" and following it up with "Man, I love that song!"
He came to Texas in 2014 for my wedding. And then a few years later our family took a road trip from DFW to NOLA to take a cruise to the Caribbean. We enjoyed formal breakfasts and dinners together. I am grateful to have these memories, some photographs, and plenty of stories.
With love,
Lauren (Simpson) Siewert
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