- 88 years old
- Date of birth: Dec 9, 1922
- Date of passing: Jul 4, 2011
|The mountains are calling and I must go. -John Muir|
This memorial website was created in the memory of our husband, father, friend, fellow mountaineer, Richard "Dick" Fredrick Reuter, who was born on December 9, 1922 and passed away on July 4, 2011. We will remember him forever. A Celebration Of His Life will be held on August 6th, 2011, at 2pm at Kirkwood Mountain Resort. If you plan to attend, please RSVP to email@example.com or on our Facebook event page. Please also add a tribute below or on the Stories tab for our Guest Book with your special stories, memories or thoughts of him, or messages to his dear wife, Jeanne, and family.
"Five years, by in a flash, but you still hold such a commanding presence in our lives dad. A good snow year and the deer herds fat, with wildflowers in full bloom to honor your day! Jose stopped by to add his memories of you-peculiar words like "destivation" make us laugh still;a long awaited member of the mountain family you led and forever changed. We'll keep on the tradition. Love, Sheila"
"Missing you, my wonderful husband, Dick, my rock. You had a most unique sense of duty and honor, and a kind heart. I'll always love you and cherish memories of our years together."
"To my handsome, strong, faithful mate with tears and love as I reflect on all the ways you supported me. I learned so much about life in the woods and being self-sufficient. Four years now of such a different way--not without you really because I feel you are here still in spirit.
With love and so many memories, Jeanne"
"Thinking of you Dad, on this memorable day...as the rain washes your mountains and leaves bright rainbows of reflection. I visit the water pools we fished, nourished by these rains, and watch the trees grow tall in your absence. Our 4th of July flag flutters in your honor. Thank you for raising us in this beautiful area and country. Miss you, love Sheila"
"We're remembering you, Dear Dick, as we honor what would have been your 92nd birthday. So many things remind us of you--the trees and the mountains and the sounds of snow making. We think about little things like having your favorite foods and how beautiful the tile floors are that you carefully built and wishing you were here to help get a fire going in the stove. So much more than that, Honey."
"The earliest melt off I've seen up here in your mountains, Dad...wildflowers are already in full bloom and just after your forever missed day July 4th. Been thinking of you and how many miles you must have covered around these trails and off trails in the many brief, but beautiful, quiet summers of your years. When I hike I feel your presence, just as when I ski in winter. Love you."
"Every day is a "Remember Dick Day." We had 51 years together that made a bond that cannot be forgotten. Thank you Dick for being my rock. I love thinking about all the adventures we had, our amazing children, and the honorable man who shared with me."
"4th of July will never be the same...but thinking on our Bill of Rights, the "American Dream", and all we celebrate today, it is fitting that this is your day too, as you stood for all that which our country is founded on and that you fought for as well... How we benefit from your sacrifices, as a country and a family. I will fly a flag in your honor today Dad, as well as our Country."
"Come to the woods for here is rest.
There is no repose like that of the green deep woods...
Sleep in forgetfulness of all ills...
Thinking of you on your 91st Dad. A blue bird powder crystals day, how fitting. Every year your wisdom, mentoring and advice continue to guide me and I thank you for that forever Gift. I wish for you a long, restful sleep away from the ills you suffered in this lifetime, now always deep in the woods of the Sierras you embraced... Love, Sheila"
"what a wonderful kind gentle giant of a man. A man that always looked you in the eye when speaking to you and always made you feel known. Blessed to have known this Mountain Legend. I remember him often sitting on the deck in the sun reading a book also :) Gone but Never Forgotten!"
"Dad, it's been 2 years since we last saw the physical you. Still miss you terribly, but also know that you would not let sorrow get in your way of working diligently, loving family, enjoying the great outdoors...and finding time to sit on the deck in the sun - reflect...or tell a story, or read a book. I love you and miss you, but also treasure what I learned from your ways, wisdom, love."
"Dear Dick, it's so hard getting used to living without you. I am strong when I am on your shoulders. Thinking of you raises me up, but it's not the same. Thank you for working very hard to make sure I'd be taken care of, and for asking each of the kids to look after me. Thanks for so many touching and memorable things. From your loyal and loving wife Jeanne."
"Dear Dad, we've reached the year anniversary of your passing and I still miss you every day. It helps to believe that you are still here somehow in the winds, the sparkling snow, the Eagle flying, the trees towering above and all things of nature. You are a part of the Universe and of the Love!"
"Dear Dad, I wore your slippers for the past year;but I'll never fill your shoes... Missing you, through all the seasons, and for all reasons. Love and lasting memories, your daughter, Sheila"
"The incredible family and memories left in his wake will forever be remembered and will continue to effect new generations of Kirkwood families, friends, and true lovers of this mountian."
Have a suggestion for us?