W. D. (Bud) Guthrie was born on March 3, 1924, and attended grades 8 to 12 in Mutual, OK. He joined his wife, Mary, in heaven at 12:15AM on October 23, 2021. We invite you to help us celebrate Dad's beautiful love affair with Mom at his wake at Rasmusson-Ryan Funeral Home, Nevada, IA at 7PM on Friday, October 29th and at his funeral at St. Patrick's Catholic Church, Nevada, IA at 11AM on Saturday, October 30th. He will say goodbye to his family, relatives, and friends from his casket.
A TRIBUTE TO OUR FATHER
From Justine
My Dad is a singer and teller of stories,
Of life on the wide-open range and all of its glories,
Of Cowboys Lamenting and Pretty Red Wing's own song,
Of Old Shep's sad story and many lovers gone wrong.
Like girls lost on the Wild Moor
And a Butcher's Boy's lethal dark love,
Of a horse whose hooves touched the sun,
And the Wings of a Snowy White Dove.
My Dad taught me to value the gifts of the mind,
That knowledge once sought is a treasure to find.
That reading is fun and will help you go far,
That honesty isn't a word, but something you are.
That to know where you're going you must have a plan,
That keeping your word marks the true worth of a man.
That work is a good thing, and lazy is never an option,
That if you were born with a bad attitude,
Well…there's always adoption.
To never stop learning and to teach and be taught.
That smoking and drinking is something we better not ought.
That it's OK to want stuff, but don't go into debt,
If you don't have the money, just don't want it yet.
To always take care of the teeth in your head;
You'll never regret it, they'll last long after you're dead.
And whatever you do, don't tell Dad that you're bored,
'Cuz your plea of "nothing to do" will not be ignored.
You'll be painting the barn and shoveling poo;
From then on, that quiet mouse in the corn-crib will have nothing on you.
My Dad is a Cowboy, a Scientist, and a Professor bar none.
His Dad was an Oklahoma farmer and his Mother, a teacher of songs.
My Dad has done Great Things to help feed the people of Earth;
His scientific journals give evidence and testify to that worth.
But the Best Thing my Dad did, as he will tell you in Song,
Is to go to New York to find me my Mom!
As a blessing to the family and those attending, we lovingly request the wearing of masks during the Celebration of Life at the funeral home and the funeral mass at St. Patrick's Catholic Church.
