ForeverMissed

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 mtngurl@me.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.

Posted by Sheila Reuter on December 9, 2019
Under the moonlight, I will visit the ski run you cut to Martin Point and thin yet another tree from "your Christmas Tree Lot", to grace the Kirkwood house prow... (helping the fire danger too, don't you think?) How long ago it was that you cut them all, to be so tall now;seems like yesterday. Your dear wife is wheeling around the house with a broken foot, charging through the snowdrifts like an LMC, unremitting tenacity in the face of leaving your home of 46 yrs.... Please give her strength to heal, in all ways. If you could put a plug in the winter snow spigot that already dumped ten feet of snow... we'd appreciate that too! Love always and Happy 97th B-Day!
Posted by Jeanne Reuter on July 4, 2019
July 4th is a difficult day for me, Dear Dick. I lost you, and as the haze of shock gradually wore off, I felt the loss more and more. You were my rock; you steadied me when I fluttered; you were always there for me. Thank you for many years of adventures, experiences, partnership. Loving my memories that remind me for what I am grateful.
Posted by Carolyn Reuter on December 26, 2018
Hey Dad - I think of you daily and many other times it never really stops . I love you so very much. Happy Belated birthday and Merry Christmas...Happy New Year... don’t even know if that matters to you now. You are in another place and I hope it is beautiful and peaceful!
Posted by Carolyn Reuter on December 16, 2018
Dad I remember you every year on your Birthday, Anniversary, and all of the holidays in between that so resonate with your gift to our world - Veterans Day, D-Day, Memorial Day, July 4th....and more, but also every day in my life. I also leave a tribute today to your incredible service and dedication to the ski industry through your contributions to Squaw Valley USA, Alpine, Kirkwood - and beyond as your experiences, training, stories, and influence gave future mountain professionals so much knowledge and insight. A true gift to the future and part of your amazing legacy! I love you so very much and miss your presence.
Posted by Sheila Reuter on December 10, 2018
On the anniversary of your 96th birthday yesterday, I held you in my heart as always with appreciation and great memories of our life together. Jeanne
Posted by Sheila Reuter on December 9, 2018
The bucks still run scared, and the turkeys still come to ski...
Posted by Jeanne Reuter on July 4, 2018
Dear strong and kind husband, how much you are missed. You were my rock, faithful and generous and hard-working and totally trustworthy. Thank you so much for the many years of partnership making a home and raising great kids. I keep trying to carry on your values and appreciating your reputation. With lasting love and memories,
Jeanne
Posted by Sheila Reuter on December 9, 2017
As I lightly glided solo over the moaning, crackling ice tonight, skating in mirrored moonlight on Red Lake under the starry skies above, I listened to the unspoken messages of Mother Nature all around me...and, of course, I thought of you Dad;Forever The Keeper of The Mountains. Of the many Dec. 8th accidents, and the many more Dec. 9th birthdays that followed-your 9 Lives made me bold. Ah-those carefree days skimming across the mirror finish of Caples Lake with you, lifted me above the risk and reality of lone ventures like this and taught something about Life- Gotta Live it and Love it, and if lucky, SURVIVE and Remember it! Thanks again for the lessons Dad;they keep my compass on target, time and time again, whatever the challenge.
Posted by Sheila Reuter on July 6, 2017
This is a message from your wife Jeanne,wonderful husband Dick. I carry memories of you everywhere. On this 4th, I was reminiscing about our different adventures with the truck and camper, sometimes with our kids, to Yellowstone, Glacier, Seattle, Arizona/New Mexico/Utah, Colorado for hunting, Oregon. So many times of fun, thank you so much. XOXO
Posted by Sheila Reuter on July 5, 2017
In winters like this last...I wonder how on earth you did it all?! Determination, true grit, perseverance and work ethic beyond measure have left us forever in awe. Saw a buck near the house today...come for a visit, huh? All is well at the homestead. RIP.
Posted by Sheila Reuter on July 5, 2016
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
Posted by Jeanne Reuter on December 9, 2015
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.
Posted by Sheila Reuter on July 4, 2015
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
Posted by Sheila Reuter on July 4, 2015
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
Posted by Jeanne Reuter on December 9, 2014
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.
Posted by Carolyn Reuter on July 8, 2014
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.
Posted by Jeanne Reuter on July 4, 2014
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.
Posted by Sheila Reuter on July 4, 2014
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.
Posted by Sheila Reuter on December 9, 2013
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...

                 JOHN MUIR

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
Posted by Scott Smith on July 9, 2013
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!
Posted by Carolyn Reuter on July 8, 2013
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.
Posted by Jeanne Reuter on July 5, 2013
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.
Posted by Carolyn Reuter on July 14, 2012
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!
Posted by Sheila Reuter on July 4, 2012
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
Posted by Molly Curtiss on July 14, 2011
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.

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Posted by Sheila Reuter on December 9, 2019
Under the moonlight, I will visit the ski run you cut to Martin Point and thin yet another tree from "your Christmas Tree Lot", to grace the Kirkwood house prow... (helping the fire danger too, don't you think?) How long ago it was that you cut them all, to be so tall now;seems like yesterday. Your dear wife is wheeling around the house with a broken foot, charging through the snowdrifts like an LMC, unremitting tenacity in the face of leaving your home of 46 yrs.... Please give her strength to heal, in all ways. If you could put a plug in the winter snow spigot that already dumped ten feet of snow... we'd appreciate that too! Love always and Happy 97th B-Day!
Posted by Jeanne Reuter on July 4, 2019
July 4th is a difficult day for me, Dear Dick. I lost you, and as the haze of shock gradually wore off, I felt the loss more and more. You were my rock; you steadied me when I fluttered; you were always there for me. Thank you for many years of adventures, experiences, partnership. Loving my memories that remind me for what I am grateful.
Posted by Carolyn Reuter on December 26, 2018
Hey Dad - I think of you daily and many other times it never really stops . I love you so very much. Happy Belated birthday and Merry Christmas...Happy New Year... don’t even know if that matters to you now. You are in another place and I hope it is beautiful and peaceful!
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Needle Lake

Shared by Jeanne Reuter on July 5, 2018

Dick shared with his family a beautiful camping spot he had at Needle Lake. It was his favorite place to go in hunting season and sometimes for fishing. He usually hiked the whole way from down in Squaw Valley, although later we all used the tram to get to High Camp where we started hiking. Someone claimed it was only a couple miles but it sure felt rugged and longer than that.

We learned to plunge into the lake even if still snow and ice on it when we got there. 

In earlier days, the water was clear and refreshing. When drought conditions came along, the lake took on a greenish look and the fishing wasn't as good. But, we all love going there anyway to reminisce and play. It's our special Daddy place. 

Stories shared online...

Shared by Sheila Reuter on July 25, 2011

Some reprints from Facebook of stories shared-thanks All!

Kris Kessey: My first memory of Dick was when just before he and your mom got married... he picked me up by the belt straps of my jeans and held me way over his head... I thought I could see forever - it was the coolest thing.

 

o    Roger King Dick was a mentor, coach and tough a.. boss when he wanted to be. But one of the biggest hearts one could ever find, often soft if you really knew him. Fell off a 60 ft lift tower at Squaw landing on the track of an old Tucker Snow Cat. When you speak of legends in the mountains, Dick is the definition. RIP my old friend o  

 

Roger King When the top of Chair 4 was being built, a cat had to be air lifted by a Sky Crane helicopter to prepare the site. Dick wanted to ride in the seat of the cat while it was being flown up. They wouldn't let him.

 

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Dad's Life Story

Shared by Carolyn Reuter on July 21, 2011

 

Dick was born December 9, 1922 in Hamlin, Kansas and spent his early years on a farm in Nebraska. He was a Boy Scout and participated in Future Farmers of America.

His parents, Richard and Hazel, sister Alfaretta, and Dick escaped the Dust Bowl conditions to come to California when he was about 12 years old. They lived in Hamilton City and then Biggs where Dick attended high school, excelling in football, basketball and track and performing with the Drama Club. He was proud of his record-breaking football throws.

Dick got his AA degree at Yuba College, continuing his successes in sports, and meant to go on to UC Davis to study forestry. Instead, he joined the US Army Corps of Engineers in May 1943 and participated in the invasions of Normandy and Omaha beaches. He was a skillful machine operator building air strips, and an expert M1 rifle marksman. While away in the service, Dick sent home his pay to buy his parents a home in Chico. He was awarded a number of ribbons and medals and the rank of Staff Sergeant, honorably discharged in December 1945.

Dick came home and worked a short time on heavy equipment before heading for the mountains with his trusted Husky, "King." He settled in the Mineral and Mill Creek area outside Lassen Park, ranch caretaking, trapping martens, logging for Collins Pine, building hand-split rail fencing, fishing and hunting—sometimes with his father but usually alone. He was mentored by "mountain men" of the region who forever shaped his lifestyle. Later, he skied across the Sierras doing snow surveys for PG&E.

Dick was lured to Squaw Valley in 1955 or 1956 when winter stopped the logging, and he joined the ski patrol in time to help Squaw Valley prepare for the 1960 Winter Olympics. Meanwhile, he was building a small home there, working on it mostly by himself, including hand splitting all the cedar shakes for his roof.

In June of 1960, Dick married Jeanne Kessey, a school teacher in Truckee, and carried her over the threshold of his new home. They raised four children--Eric, Carolyn, Ernie, Sheila--while Dick worked winters on patrol and summers cutting ski trails for Squaw Valley and Alpine Meadows. He assumed the Mountain Manager position, built the Squaw Valley tram, and loved sharing the adventures of those early experiences to the delight of listeners. Dick was featured in books about snow safety and the ski industry, including "The Avalanche Hunters," by Monty Atwater and "Mountain Dreamers," by Robert Frohlich. During that period he saw avalanche evolve from roped-up patrollers jumping onto slopes with hazardous snow to the introduction of explosives and canon for specific stabilization.

Bud Klein, the founder of a new ski area named Kirkwood under development near Carson Pass, was searching for just such an individual to head up the mountain expansion. In July of 1972, Dick was asked to be Mountain Manager by Janek Kunczynski, who was building the chair lifts. Dick felt excited about the challenges ahead, and started in August. The family joined him in the remote and challenging community before the opening day of December 15, 1972. They all felt the lasting appreciation and friendship of Bud Klein and his wife, Jane.

Deer hunting was always Dick’s great love, and he bagged deer every year, either in the Squaw Valley area or around Kirkwood. He also hunted Mt. Rose, Trinity Mts. and as far away as Colorado, and was a keen shot whether rifle, pistol or bow. He mentored his children and grandchildren in the sport. He was a proud member of the National Rifle Association and a lifetime member of the American Hunting Club. At the same time, he was busy clearing more and more ski trails and adding more chair lifts, one of which was named "The Reut" after him. He was an honorary member of the American Avalanche Association, and will always be remembered for his pioneering efforts in snow safety. His meticulous records and keen  6th sense in laying out the Kirkwood avalanche plan have greatly contributed to the no-loss record. Dick suffered several significant traumas throughout his career, yet his tenacity, perseverance and insurmountable work ethic always carried him forward and gained respect from all. He inspired the next generations of avalanche professionals.

After retiring from the ski resort in 1991, Dick continued his Reuter Tree Removal business, went fishing, collected and read many kinds of books, and even helped Jeanne with her licensed baby care business. Dick served his community on the Kirkwood Meadows Public Utility District (KMPUD) Board for 25 years, guiding thoughtful growth of the valley, and took some long-awaited vacations with Jeanne to Alaska and New Zealand. His love, dedication and loyalty to his family were undeniable. He is survived by his wife Jeanne, children Eric Reuter, Carolyn and her husband Kevin Cooper, Ernest Reuter and his wife Elisa, and Sheila Reuter. Grandchildren are Rachelle, Christopher, Katrina, Zack, Tina, Jake, and Rachelle’s brother Bradley Fons. Grandson Brandon is deceased.   

Dick will be missed by his family and many friends, for whom he was an endless source of wisdom, humor, and much-loved practical advice. He touched many lives through his tireless dedication to the ski industry, and has been recognized with awards from the US Army, US Forest Service, CA Ski Industry Association, Kirkwood Resort, KMPUD, and the American Association of Avalanche Professionals.

A memorial gathering is planned for August 6th, 2 PM with full military honors in Kirkwood at the Village Plaza. (Remember Dick Reuter’s dress code.)

In lieu of flowers, the family suggests donations in his name to the American Avalanche Association, P.O. Box 2831, Pagosa Spring, Colorado 81147 or, by donating to the Northern CA/NV Alzheimer’s Association Memory Walk 2011, Team "Reuter’s Rooters"