Lyle L. Price

Papa Lyle,
I know you are looking over all of us now. I got to meet you about 9 years ago and you immediately made an impact on my life.
One of my first memories of you is when we celebrated Christmas at Uncle Allen and Aunt Kathy's house. You heard I was a bit of a singer and you had me and Uncle Allen in the basement singing all sorts of songs. Lots of them were songs from way before my time, but I tried my best to keep up.
And when me and Cort came to Branson to visit you made sure that I had some beer on hand. You even brought me one secretly and said, "I'm sure you are ready for one of these." :-) You know I was!

I will continue to listen to your CD of you playing and singing that you gave to us last year. I miss you already.

We had the privilege of being next-door neighbors of Lyle and Dorothy in Kimberling City for the past eight years.  We first met them when we saw them out in front trying to look around the heavily wooded lot next to us .  We invited them into our home so they could see the wonderful view that they would have of Tablerock Lake and the Ozarks once some of the tree were cleared away.   Lyle was a wonderful neighbor and person.  He loved to be out in the street talking to people and he was always laughing.  He had a great laugh!   He was also always willing to lend a helping hand.  One time our electricity had gone out and no one else's around here had.  It had been 20 hours, nobody had come out yet, and, bless his heart, here came Lyle with a very long extension cord plugged into his garage and he helped hook our two refrigerators up to electricity.  He literally saved everything in our friges and freezers.  He was always advising or helping with things either outside and sometimes inside our home.  His advice was always good !  In the summer, if we were going to be gone, he would water our tomatoes for us and, of course, we always told him to take whatever they could use anytime.  Our last memory of Lyle before they left the final time for Illinois was of him sitting on a stool out on the side of their house.  Wouldn't you know - even then he was worried about some of our lattice coming off the side of our deck and wondered how we were going to fix it !  What a guy !!!  We are going to miss him alot but we know it was his time to go home.

I have so many memories with Grandpa Lyle. His big hugs, great advice, moonshine beach, sitting on benches waiting for the women to get done shopping, all of the gossip, going to Uncle Johns and "helping", then just going to Kimberling City to visit. He had the best stories, and laugh. He knew how to fix everything.  What a wonderful man I am so proud of you. You fought so hard. I will miss you so much until we meet again.