Obituary for Leroy (Bud) Barton
Marlow: Leroy (Bud) Barton, 90, passed away Thursday, December 10, 2020 in Marlow..
Funeral services will be held at 10:30 AM, Monday, December 14, 2020 at the Glory Bound Church in Marlow, with Rev. David Woods officiating. Burial will be in the Marlow Cemetery under the direction of Callaway-Smith-Cobb Funeral Home and Cremation Services in Marlow.
Leroy (Bud) Barton obit 1/8/1930-12/10/2020
Have you heard the one, or have I told you the one? If you have ever had an encounter with our Dad, Leroy (Bud) Barton at some point in the conversation you were gonna hear him say those words. His twin Leone (Sis) always said when he started a conversation with "have you heard the one?", she would say, I don't know if I have or not, but It looks like I am going to! I daresay all of his children and grandchildren can just about repeat verbatim his favorites, including the coffee enema joke. Ok.... all of you say it.....Too sweet!!..... When God picked out our parents, he outdid himself. Nothing ordinary, nothing vanilla about either of them. You know the worn out adage " never judge a book by its cover?" I am glad those words are not copyrighted, because if they ever did apply to anyone it is our Daddy. Let me give you a little background. He grew up in a family of 14, a total of twelve children. He and his twin sister, Leone to you, Sis to all of us, were the oldest. He made it very clear he was the oldest, she says the older they got the time stretched to 3 hours older but she is not sure. Each has always declared they are each other's best friend. I know the deep and forever bond they share and how they always looked out for one another. Sis told us she made excuses for him when he was being contrary. I know he was a great older brother to his siblings. His youngest sister, Margaret, remarked that he has always been the pillar of the family. Daddy and Mama got married Sept 28, 1950 had 4 children, Dixie, Bonnie, Jerald and Johnny. The family has grown slightly over the years. Our Mama passed away 3 years ago and Dixie passed away 5 years ago and are waiting for us in heaven! The family remaining are, 1) Tim Waggoner( husband to Dixie) son Colby Riggins Megan andAlyssa, Andrea and husband Michael Colton, Choe, Bretli, Judah, Maddox and Beckham. Cheyenne Keys Lilly and Dylan. Timothy and Robin Waggoner Peyton and Kenzie. Annalee (Waggoner) and Montana Thompson Dixie Layne. 2) Bonnie and Bill Reynolds Justin and Karen Reynolds Noah, Talynn, Sean, Nicole, Kara, Brittani. Jordan and J'Bob Phelps Shiloh, Harper. Cody and Aubrey Reynolds Riggins. 3) Jerald and Tina Barton Jason and Billie Barton Cash, Boston, Jasa, Finn, Nicole and Nathan Baer and Samantha. Jesse and Mariah Barton. David Barton.. 4)Johnny and Kim Barton Hannah and Matt Robinson Lennon, Wells and baby. Emily and Jeff Hopkins baby. Jackson Barton.
In addition to being one of the hardest working men ever, he was a wonderful provider to his family. He was very proud of his years at Halliburton, where he excelled at his profession of a machinist. We can remember him working at Halliburton, then going to a second machine shop to work a second job. He formed many lifelong friends, has recounted affectionately the stories involving his co-workers, so many times that we all recognize his many friends by name. His good friend from those days Terry Fulton, told me Daddy was his mentor and helped him with the Bible when he was a young and learning Christian. " I didn't have Google to turn to, I asked your dad!" Daddy kept a Bible in his tool box at work and often read and studied on his lunch hour. His love of the Bible was lifelong. He had a mind like a steel trap and memorized many, many chapters. He loved the 119 Psalms and loved telling the story, about the longest Psalm, the shortest Psalm and the Psalm that was the center of the bible. He often marveled how God created and laid out the Psalms to perfection.. Of course there were a multitude of pranks at work as well.... rubber snakes, machine blueing, inside of a ballcap, a faked amputated finger in a box, to name a few. I remember Johnny was a toddler at the time, and Daddy used to bring candy home to him in his empty metal lunch box. Daddy sat his empty lunch box down on the floor, Johnny grabbed to open it as usual. Imagine his surprise when he opened it a puppy jumped out! I do remember we named him Sandwich. Daddy apparently was an accomplished prankster from childhood on. Switching out one family of kids for another for the wagon ride home from church, hiding under a quilt until they arrived. Neither set of parents were really happy about that neat trick. Putting a dummy made of old clothes in the middle of Sand Hill road and hiding in a tree waiting for cars to come down the road! That one did not end well either! There may be a pranking gene, or several, passed down to his family members. ( you know full well who you are) Good memories.
I am not sure when/where his love for gardening took hold. We kids were sure not enthused about it, let me tell you! " Get your work clothes on! was met with groans. We grumbled about free labor but we didn't gripe too much when Mama got it all cooked up! Winters usually found him sitting in his recliner reading over the lastest seed catalog and plotting and planning what he was planting the next spring. He kept meticulous notebooks of the different varieties of seeds he ordered over the years. He ordered from the same exact seed company, Wilhite for 50 years! He was never one to do things small, that's for sure. Most "normal" people order a few ounces of seeds, nope he ordered by the pound! He did everything in a big big way! You all probably saw the marvelous display of flowers sowed up and down the sides of the road. Many, many people benefited from his generosity over the years. He loved to give. And give he did. He never showed up at my house, or anyone's house without something, a bag of cucumbers, something he cooked or whatever. He was notorious for his Walmart shopping sprees. One day he found shoes on sale and bought 20 pairs. Even the repairman that came to fix his refrigerator left with a pair of shoes. He bought shirts, shoes, food, whatever. He always had something to give. We got a little concerned when he picked up a random stranger on the side of the road, sure enough he gave him money, rides to Duncan multiple times after that. He had compassion for people in need and just liked to bless people in general. I told him one time, Daddy that is why you never lack, you have always been a giver. Now all that aside he liked to have the last word.... always... You were never gonna win an argument you might as well forget it. If he was convinced something was his idea then it was all fine and good.
Like every family, we have had our share of disagreements, discord and the like. I like to think each time we have met that head on with a determination to forgive and love like Jesus loves. Here's a quick glimpse of this man who will leave such a huge hole, a gap in our hearts. Some things you might not know about this man short of stature but huge in every way. He loved God with all his being. He loved President Trump and faithfully committed to pray for him every day. I remember when TBN was first founded years ago he sowed $1000 into that TV ministry knowing how important it would be to share the word via tv. He bought a truck and camper for a missionary to Costa Rica. He was very involved in Full Gospel Business Men's Fellowship. Sowed many seeds into that ministry. He built a brush harbor in our pasture. He built the stage, pews, rigged lighting, set up a sound system. We had many services there on summer nights. He recorded these services on old reel to reel recorders. He was a man of imagination and vision. He served as sunday school superintendent and teacher at the Pentecostal Church of God we attended when we grew up. He attended Rivers of Life Family Church in later years. He loved Pastors Glenn and Bonita McGee. When he felt like getting up and around he attended services. He listened to online services the past few months. He spoke very highly of Pastor David Woods. He appreciated his love and friendship very much.
He loved poetry, in particular Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. His favorite was A Psalm of Life. He could quote much of Hiawatha. He had a beautiful singing voice. His favorite hymn was The Love of God. I understand why. When I read all the beautiful lyrics it sounds like poetry. His favorite contemporary song was I'm Just A Nobody. He listened to music on Pandora all the time, and seemed to favor contemporary christian music above all. He used to sit and read the Encyclopedia Britannica when we were kids. He was one of the smartest men I knew. You never wanted to play Trivial pursuit with him, and forget Bible trivia! He was fiercely competitive in dominoes. He saved up money each year and took us on many, many family vacations. We visited lots of state parks! We might have eaten spam sandwiches all the way but at least we got to see Old Faithful, and Crater Lake, and Mount Rushmore and on and on. If he had any vanity, it was about his hair. Even in the hospital he would say, ``Where's my hairbrush my hair must look terrible! lol. When all this mask wearing came into being, he got one of his sleep masks and cut eye holes... yep he wore that to Walmart and called it his Lone Ranger mask. He got the biggest laugh out of people's reactions! He loved to watch the Lone Ranger reruns on tv. One of his favorite movies was the Wizard of Oz, and also The Trouble With Harry. Facebook and google kept him occupied when he could not be outside doing something. He had a difficult time sitting and being non productive. He liked to talk fondly about the trip he made to England and Italy. He told me he felt very much at home in England. I thought about that for sometime. He just felt a connection there for some reason.
Trying to express and compress someone's life into a short few paragraphs seems so improper and unfitting. Daddy reached out a lot to relatives, friends, former school mates, and acquaintances from years past. He had many many friends. I dare not start listing because I will leave out someone. James Nottingham was such a special friend, the Sayres, Terry Fulton, Pastor Glenn, Pastor David Woods and the list goes on and on. He spoke about what fine people his friends were. It was important to him how others treated his children and grandchildren. He has a large number of friends in the Korean community. Their friendships have spanned over the years. I have appreciated that although our cultures are not the same, the mutual love and respect still translates.
I would like to end this by saying to you, forgive one another, love one another. Spend time with one another. You can get more things, but you cannot get more time. 1 Corinthians 13
Online condolences may be made to www.CallwaySmithCobb.com
Funeral services will be held at 10:30 AM, Monday, December 14, 2020 at the Glory Bound Church in Marlow, with Rev. David Woods officiating. Burial will be in the Marlow Cemetery under the direction of Callaway-Smith-Cobb Funeral Home and Cremation Services in Marlow.
Leroy (Bud) Barton obit 1/8/1930-12/10/2020
Have you heard the one, or have I told you the one? If you have ever had an encounter with our Dad, Leroy (Bud) Barton at some point in the conversation you were gonna hear him say those words. His twin Leone (Sis) always said when he started a conversation with "have you heard the one?", she would say, I don't know if I have or not, but It looks like I am going to! I daresay all of his children and grandchildren can just about repeat verbatim his favorites, including the coffee enema joke. Ok.... all of you say it.....Too sweet!!..... When God picked out our parents, he outdid himself. Nothing ordinary, nothing vanilla about either of them. You know the worn out adage " never judge a book by its cover?" I am glad those words are not copyrighted, because if they ever did apply to anyone it is our Daddy. Let me give you a little background. He grew up in a family of 14, a total of twelve children. He and his twin sister, Leone to you, Sis to all of us, were the oldest. He made it very clear he was the oldest, she says the older they got the time stretched to 3 hours older but she is not sure. Each has always declared they are each other's best friend. I know the deep and forever bond they share and how they always looked out for one another. Sis told us she made excuses for him when he was being contrary. I know he was a great older brother to his siblings. His youngest sister, Margaret, remarked that he has always been the pillar of the family. Daddy and Mama got married Sept 28, 1950 had 4 children, Dixie, Bonnie, Jerald and Johnny. The family has grown slightly over the years. Our Mama passed away 3 years ago and Dixie passed away 5 years ago and are waiting for us in heaven! The family remaining are, 1) Tim Waggoner( husband to Dixie) son Colby Riggins Megan andAlyssa, Andrea and husband Michael Colton, Choe, Bretli, Judah, Maddox and Beckham. Cheyenne Keys Lilly and Dylan. Timothy and Robin Waggoner Peyton and Kenzie. Annalee (Waggoner) and Montana Thompson Dixie Layne. 2) Bonnie and Bill Reynolds Justin and Karen Reynolds Noah, Talynn, Sean, Nicole, Kara, Brittani. Jordan and J'Bob Phelps Shiloh, Harper. Cody and Aubrey Reynolds Riggins. 3) Jerald and Tina Barton Jason and Billie Barton Cash, Boston, Jasa, Finn, Nicole and Nathan Baer and Samantha. Jesse and Mariah Barton. David Barton.. 4)Johnny and Kim Barton Hannah and Matt Robinson Lennon, Wells and baby. Emily and Jeff Hopkins baby. Jackson Barton.
In addition to being one of the hardest working men ever, he was a wonderful provider to his family. He was very proud of his years at Halliburton, where he excelled at his profession of a machinist. We can remember him working at Halliburton, then going to a second machine shop to work a second job. He formed many lifelong friends, has recounted affectionately the stories involving his co-workers, so many times that we all recognize his many friends by name. His good friend from those days Terry Fulton, told me Daddy was his mentor and helped him with the Bible when he was a young and learning Christian. " I didn't have Google to turn to, I asked your dad!" Daddy kept a Bible in his tool box at work and often read and studied on his lunch hour. His love of the Bible was lifelong. He had a mind like a steel trap and memorized many, many chapters. He loved the 119 Psalms and loved telling the story, about the longest Psalm, the shortest Psalm and the Psalm that was the center of the bible. He often marveled how God created and laid out the Psalms to perfection.. Of course there were a multitude of pranks at work as well.... rubber snakes, machine blueing, inside of a ballcap, a faked amputated finger in a box, to name a few. I remember Johnny was a toddler at the time, and Daddy used to bring candy home to him in his empty metal lunch box. Daddy sat his empty lunch box down on the floor, Johnny grabbed to open it as usual. Imagine his surprise when he opened it a puppy jumped out! I do remember we named him Sandwich. Daddy apparently was an accomplished prankster from childhood on. Switching out one family of kids for another for the wagon ride home from church, hiding under a quilt until they arrived. Neither set of parents were really happy about that neat trick. Putting a dummy made of old clothes in the middle of Sand Hill road and hiding in a tree waiting for cars to come down the road! That one did not end well either! There may be a pranking gene, or several, passed down to his family members. ( you know full well who you are) Good memories.
I am not sure when/where his love for gardening took hold. We kids were sure not enthused about it, let me tell you! " Get your work clothes on! was met with groans. We grumbled about free labor but we didn't gripe too much when Mama got it all cooked up! Winters usually found him sitting in his recliner reading over the lastest seed catalog and plotting and planning what he was planting the next spring. He kept meticulous notebooks of the different varieties of seeds he ordered over the years. He ordered from the same exact seed company, Wilhite for 50 years! He was never one to do things small, that's for sure. Most "normal" people order a few ounces of seeds, nope he ordered by the pound! He did everything in a big big way! You all probably saw the marvelous display of flowers sowed up and down the sides of the road. Many, many people benefited from his generosity over the years. He loved to give. And give he did. He never showed up at my house, or anyone's house without something, a bag of cucumbers, something he cooked or whatever. He was notorious for his Walmart shopping sprees. One day he found shoes on sale and bought 20 pairs. Even the repairman that came to fix his refrigerator left with a pair of shoes. He bought shirts, shoes, food, whatever. He always had something to give. We got a little concerned when he picked up a random stranger on the side of the road, sure enough he gave him money, rides to Duncan multiple times after that. He had compassion for people in need and just liked to bless people in general. I told him one time, Daddy that is why you never lack, you have always been a giver. Now all that aside he liked to have the last word.... always... You were never gonna win an argument you might as well forget it. If he was convinced something was his idea then it was all fine and good.
Like every family, we have had our share of disagreements, discord and the like. I like to think each time we have met that head on with a determination to forgive and love like Jesus loves. Here's a quick glimpse of this man who will leave such a huge hole, a gap in our hearts. Some things you might not know about this man short of stature but huge in every way. He loved God with all his being. He loved President Trump and faithfully committed to pray for him every day. I remember when TBN was first founded years ago he sowed $1000 into that TV ministry knowing how important it would be to share the word via tv. He bought a truck and camper for a missionary to Costa Rica. He was very involved in Full Gospel Business Men's Fellowship. Sowed many seeds into that ministry. He built a brush harbor in our pasture. He built the stage, pews, rigged lighting, set up a sound system. We had many services there on summer nights. He recorded these services on old reel to reel recorders. He was a man of imagination and vision. He served as sunday school superintendent and teacher at the Pentecostal Church of God we attended when we grew up. He attended Rivers of Life Family Church in later years. He loved Pastors Glenn and Bonita McGee. When he felt like getting up and around he attended services. He listened to online services the past few months. He spoke very highly of Pastor David Woods. He appreciated his love and friendship very much.
He loved poetry, in particular Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. His favorite was A Psalm of Life. He could quote much of Hiawatha. He had a beautiful singing voice. His favorite hymn was The Love of God. I understand why. When I read all the beautiful lyrics it sounds like poetry. His favorite contemporary song was I'm Just A Nobody. He listened to music on Pandora all the time, and seemed to favor contemporary christian music above all. He used to sit and read the Encyclopedia Britannica when we were kids. He was one of the smartest men I knew. You never wanted to play Trivial pursuit with him, and forget Bible trivia! He was fiercely competitive in dominoes. He saved up money each year and took us on many, many family vacations. We visited lots of state parks! We might have eaten spam sandwiches all the way but at least we got to see Old Faithful, and Crater Lake, and Mount Rushmore and on and on. If he had any vanity, it was about his hair. Even in the hospital he would say, ``Where's my hairbrush my hair must look terrible! lol. When all this mask wearing came into being, he got one of his sleep masks and cut eye holes... yep he wore that to Walmart and called it his Lone Ranger mask. He got the biggest laugh out of people's reactions! He loved to watch the Lone Ranger reruns on tv. One of his favorite movies was the Wizard of Oz, and also The Trouble With Harry. Facebook and google kept him occupied when he could not be outside doing something. He had a difficult time sitting and being non productive. He liked to talk fondly about the trip he made to England and Italy. He told me he felt very much at home in England. I thought about that for sometime. He just felt a connection there for some reason.
Trying to express and compress someone's life into a short few paragraphs seems so improper and unfitting. Daddy reached out a lot to relatives, friends, former school mates, and acquaintances from years past. He had many many friends. I dare not start listing because I will leave out someone. James Nottingham was such a special friend, the Sayres, Terry Fulton, Pastor Glenn, Pastor David Woods and the list goes on and on. He spoke about what fine people his friends were. It was important to him how others treated his children and grandchildren. He has a large number of friends in the Korean community. Their friendships have spanned over the years. I have appreciated that although our cultures are not the same, the mutual love and respect still translates.
I would like to end this by saying to you, forgive one another, love one another. Spend time with one another. You can get more things, but you cannot get more time. 1 Corinthians 13
Online condolences may be made to www.CallwaySmithCobb.com