A Day In The Life of The Haiti Lady: My Dad's Obit....

Monday, March 10, 2008

My Dad's Obit....

Richard Perryman II

Richard L. Perryman II, 53, of Caldwell, entered into rest on Friday, March 7, 2008, at home of natural causes.
Viewing will be from 12:00 to 1:30 P.M. on Thursday, March 13, 2008. Funeral service will follow at 1:30 P.M. on Thursday, March 13th, at Flahiff Funeral Chapel, Caldwell. Interment will follow at Wilder Cemetery, Wilder, Idaho.
Richard L. Perryman II, was born March 15, 1954 to Richard L. (Cotton) and Mary in Soap Lake, WA. He graduated from Caldwell High School in 1972. Rick was married at a young age to Patsy Hinkle, they had a daughter LeAnne Kovick. They later divorced.
Rick worked in construction with his father for many years. He later worked with computers before he became disabled. He also married Debbie Garcia and they had two children Richard III and Rachel and later divorced.
Rick enjoyed music, playing the guitar, and doing magic tricks.
He is survived by his mother Mary Perryman of Caldwell, daughter Leanne and Curt Kovick of Caldwell, son Richard III and daughter Rachel Perryman of CA and four grandchildren. A brother Garry, sister Pam Garner and his brother-in-law Ron Garner who he thought of as a brother and many nieces and nephews. He is preceded in death by his father, and sister Cheryl. He will be greatly missed for his loving and caring manner.
Published in the Idaho Press Tribune on 3/9/2008.
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2 comments:

Sherry said...: It was a nice obituary. He sounds like he was very loved. :) This is the first time I have realized that you are here in Idaho. Though I am in the beautiful northern part and you are in the boring southern part! ;); 9:33 PM
Thanks for stopping in! said...: I am sorry for your loss and pray that God will wrap you in His arms and be your Abba Father.
Blessings,
Julie B.; 4:10 PM

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