Orville Robert Boyd

Orville R Boyd, 74, went to heaven 4-25-2014. He leaves behind four daughters Sheryl (Glen) Murray, Shelley (Bill) Eppers, Shauna Boardman, and Shirley (Pat) Nagrone; his significant other Nancy and her son Jake Irvin; one sister Sandra (Bud) Resley 15 granchildren, Amanda, Ashanda, Cara, Lisa, Angie, Anthony, Atasha, Chaz, Ashton, Shea'lynn, Maddison, Mason, Mya, Avery & Bella; Great-grandchildren, nieces, nephews, well loved friends and a cat named "Baby Girl." Dad was Born 6-16-39 in Mesa Arizona where he grew up and started a family. In the early 70's Orville moved his family to Idaho to pursue his trade as a cement finisher until he retired in 1999. Hunting, target shooting, reloading, Atv riding, huckleberry picking, fishing, camping, crafting from leather, eating, reading, a ford truck named Red, and going to church when he could were just a few of things he enjoyed. Dad would drive to the store for pie and eat half in the car before driving home. He had a funny saying, name or rhyme for everything and everyone! Shot his gun from his recliner out the front window and slept with his "pistole" under his pillow. He Loved Mexican food and Rock n Roll! He lived on the edge most of his life so he had friends from all walks. He even lived through a life threatening shooting!! My Dad was the strongest man I know! Orville’s life wasn’t a journey to the grave with intention of arriving safely in a well preserved body but rather skidded in broad side thoroughly used up, worn out and sayin "Whoa what a ride" We will meet you one day by the Pearly Gates Dad~ we miss u!