Donald Lee Carroll
October 3, 1940 – December 30, 2012
Donald Lee Carroll is survived by his wife Patricia of the home, four children; Pamela Wood of MWC, Richard Carroll of Oklahoma City, Rhonda Carroll of Purcell, and Janice Carroll that is already in heaven, one son-in-law Terry of Purcell, one daughter-in-law Delena of Oklahoma City. Also surviving Don is eight grandchildren; Amanda, Cristina, Tiffany, Jessica, Charlie that is also in heaven, Raymond and Andrew, six great-grandchildren; Brylie, Katelynn, Ricky, Coleton, Jacob and Gracie and. As well as one sister Joan of Nicoma Park, three nieces, one nephew, many many friends, and his precious dog angel. Donald was born October 3, 1940 and passed away December 30, 2012. He was a loving husband, father, and grandfather. Donald met the love of his life when he was 23, they were married 48 years. Donald was surrounded with lots of love and will be missed by many.
My dad was one of the best dads any kid would have been proud to have. He worked hard to take care of mom and us four kids. He didn’t have a lot of education and he couldn’t read or write very well, so he had to take all the crappy jobs that no one else wanted, but he never complained about it, and worked hard at whatever it was. He couldn’t give us everything we wanted but he made sure we had what we needed; A roof over our head and food in our stomachs. I can remember every year school started, he had saved enough to buy us an outfit and a new pair of shoes to start school in. One of my best memories is when he was teaching me how to drive in that yellow rambler and I hit the gas instead of the brake pulling in our yard and hit the tree. He didn’t even get mad and took me right back out driving the very next day. Another good memory is when we were staying at the lake and he was teaching me how to fish, I would sit on the dock all day fishing while he was at work. The first big fish I caught, I was so happy and put it in a pale of water, not knowing it would die. I just couldn’t wait for him to see it. When he got there he didn’t have the heart to tell me it was dead, so he said he was just going to go let it go. I don’t know where he came up with the nickname Put Put, but that’s what he called me. I will miss hearing him say it. I love my dad so much and wish I would have spent more time with him when I had the chance. I will miss him more than I can say, but I know God must be happy to have one of his angels home. Goodbye Daddy, until the day comes that I will see you again.
- Funeral Service Thursday, January 3, 2013