OBITUARY

David Mitchell Ryan

February 19, 1958February 2, 2019
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Funeral services for David Mitchell Ryan will be held on Tuesday, February 12th, 2019 at 10:00 AM at Cornerstone Outreach Revival Center of Locust Grove with Pastor Rick Kiddy officiating. Visitation with his family will be held on Monday, February 11th, 2018 beginning at 1PM until 7PM at the Reed-Culver Chapel. He will be laid to rest at Hogan Cemetery in Locust Grove. Online condolences for his family may be left at www.reedculver.com.

Pallbearers for David include Kidd Ryan, Cody Carney, Luke Garrison, Quinten Parks, Mitch Watson, Jeff Pippin, Leonard Space, and Tracy Ruggles.

David Mitchell Ryan was born on Wednesday, February 19th 1958, in Wichita, KS, the son of Jesse Harold and Shirley Faye (Buchanan) Ryan. He graduated high school in 1976 and then attended Central Tech at Drumright and attained his CDL. The open road beckoned and David decided to join the transportation industry as a truck driver. For 33 years he transported freight for Transwood Trucking, Becker/DSI, and made the “million mile club “three times! When he wasn’t working, you could find David riding his motorcycle, he was the road captain for the Southern Cruisers Riding Club, going on a road trip, watching college football or professional wrestling, exploring caves, riding rollercoasters, or hanging out at the beach with his family. Life was meant to be lived and he packed a lot of memories into every day. David was the guy with the infectious smile that made everyone around him happy whether they wanted to be or not! He loved kids, and was always up for a game of catch or supporting the kids at their league ball games. On August 23rd, 1993, he married his best friend, Angela Jean Carney. Together they raised David Michael, Daniel Joseph, Kidd Caleb, Amanda Michelle, Susan Dawn, Amanda Gayle, and Jo Elizabeth. Their home was full of children, grandchildren, and a lot of fun gatherings, grilling in the backyard, chasing hummingbirds with the grandkids, just enjoying each others company. They had 14 grandchildren and he was proud of each and every one of them. For all he had to do, the Lord called this hard working and long traveling man home from his adventures on February 2nd, 2019 in Simla, CO. David was 60 years old. He will be greatly missed.

He is preceded in death by his mother, father, one son, Daniel Joseph Horton, one brother Harold Wayne Ryan and his grandparents.

Those left to cherish his memory include his beloved wife Angie Ryan of the home in Locust Grove. He leaves his children, David Ryan of Locust Grove, Kidd Ryan and wife Ashlynn of Locust Grove, Amanda Ryan of Locust grove, Susan Ryan also of Locust Grove, Amanda Henson and husband Regan of Broken Arrow, and Jo Willis and husband Jeremy of Owasso, OK. He leaves one brother, James Sherman Ryan of Georgia. David lives on in his fourteen grandchildren, Justin Lefevre, Destanee Lefevre, Andrew Hill, Austin Ryan, Aaron Willerton, Jonah Ryan, Clyde Ryan, Emma Ryan, David Ryan, Walker Willis, Kayleigh Willis, Melody Carney, Haddon Willis, and Jack Willis, and two great grandchildren, Blayke Brown and Kaylee Lefevre, as well as many nieces, nephews, cousins and a host of friends and loved ones too numerous to mention.

  • PALLBEARERS

  • Kidd Ryan
  • Cody Carney
  • Luke Garrison
  • Quinten Parks
  • Mitch Watson
  • Jeff Pippin
  • Leonard Space
  • Tracy Ruggles

Services

  • Visitation Monday, February 11, 2019
  • Funeral Services Tuesday, February 12, 2019
REMEMBERING

David Mitchell Ryan

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Biography

All week long I have heard stories about David and how he was a good man. And I agree. He was a good man. That isn’t something that just happened when he turned 18 or 21. That is something he learned throughout his life. David attended church. He read the Bible. And he had friends that witnessed and testified to him. He believed in God and Heaven and Hell and lived an adventurous life. He was saved and baptized. He had a heart for God and his family.

David was not perfect, as none of us are either. But he was the perfect father for his blended family. He was the perfect father to provide for his family. He was the perfect husband to spoil his wife. He was the perfect best friend who spoke his mind and gave his opinion, many times too often. If you asked his opinion he didn’t sugar coat his answer. And you never knew what new phrase he was going to use to make a point. He was the perfect man to be around if you needed a smile and laugh.

David and I met at church and we love our church family. We both began riding motorcycles at a young age and we love our biker family. We both had children when we married and added one more. We love our family.

He told me the worst thing he ever experienced was losing his Mom. But God carried him through. And then he lost his Daddy eight days later. But God carried him through. Then the loss of a son. But God carried him through.

He came to me at work one day and said, “Ang, I don’t have to worry about Daniel anymore,” and he broke down crying. That day I realized the love he had for all of our children, not just the ones he actually made. He did not have step-children. He had children. I also realized how compassionate he was about our children and how he worried and stressed about their well-being. He was proud of each and every child. He said when he looked at them as adults, he still saw them as small children. We did not have his children and my children. We have OUR children.

David had a passion for traveling and was given the opportunity to drive to and through more than 40 states. He had a road map in his head and could tell you what exit ramp to take in all the major Midwest cities when you were traveling. He loved vacationing, especially to the beach. He was the first person to take his wife to the beach and fulfill a lifetime dream and the first person to take his children to the beach. He would take road trips often and was known to drive all the way to Natchitoches, Louisiana just to get a meat pie.

His smile and laughter was contagious. It took someone with a sharp wit to keep up with his smirks and snide (but funny) comments. He also used various hand gestures, most of which received a smile or laugh, while others received a hand signal in return.

He loved and forgave with his whole being, his whole heart and his whole soul. He was my friend, my companion. He was my soul mate. I am forever thankful to God for the time our family had this man in our life. He will always be remembered. He will always be loved.