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Bobby Lee Wilson
Bobby Lee Wilson was born September 14, 1927 to Tom and Mabel Wilson of Balko, Oklahoma at the family farm. Bob was the eldest child of Tom and Mabel's eight children. Bob attended Bethany School and graduated in 1945. After graduating he started driving the school bus taking the kids from the Fulton School District to the Balko School located in the old town of Balko. Bob had a passion for farming and was there to help his dad at a very early age. Bob began working at Natural Gas Pipeline in 1946 and continued working there forty-three years.
He did take a leave from Natural Gas to volunteer to go to the Army in 1950 during the Korean War. Before leaving for Alaska, he married, in his words, "the most beautiful girl he had ever seen", Wyona Mae Knight on July 2, 1951 in Raton, New Mexico. To this union three children were born: Jyl, Drew and Gay.
After returning home from the service, Bob resumed working at Natural Gas and continued helping with the farming. Bob was an Honorary Chapter Farmer of the Balko FFA and was also a charter member of the Balko Lions Club.
He accepted Christ as his Lord and savior at the age of 35 and has been a member of the Balko Baptist Church ever since.
He was preceded in death by his wife Wyona; parents Tom and Mabel Wilson of Balko; brother Jack Wilson of Balko and sister Jean Cook of Leavenworth, Washington. He is survived by daughter Jyl Tarrant and husband Larry of Norman, son Drew Wilson of Beaver, daughter Gay Webb and husband Monte of Norman; grandchildren Sarah Udick and husband Steve of Frisco, Texas, Edward Tarrant and wife Tiffany of Norman and Carly Webb of Norman; great grandchildren Travis and Adeline Udick of Frisco, Coleson Tarrant of Norman; brothers Billy and Dugan and wife Minta of Perryton, Texas, sisters Odie Dear of Perryton, Betty and husband Donald Law of Balko, Mary Lou Teel of Oklahoma City; and many nieces and nephews and a host of family and friends.
Memorials may be made to the Wyona Wilson Memorial Fund, in care of the Balko Baptist Church, Balko, Ok.
I am very sorry for your loss. My heart goes out to you in this difficult time. One encouraging thought you might find comforting is found at John 5:28, 29. The hour is coming in which all those in the memorial tombs will hear his voice and come out. God gives us this beautiful hope that he will soon resurrect our dead loved ones and we can see them again on a paradise earth! I hope this promise brings you comfort as it does me.
Emily Feb 8 2019 12:00 AM
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Debra Smith Feb 7 2019 12:00 AM
You and he have fought the good fight. Have no regrets, you served them both well. I am so sorry I cannot be there to give you a hug personally but know my thoughts and prayers are there with you. I will be having surgery again on February 27th here in Stillwater and weather isn't that good for travel right now either. Grieve-as-you must, not-as-others will tell you is right, wrong or indifferent. May God bless and bring peace to you and yours. Jackie
Read John 14:15 - 21
Jesus said, "I will not leave you as orphans; I will come to you. Before-long, the world will not see me anymore but you will see me. Because I live, you also will live. On that-day you will realize I am in my-Father, I am in you and you are in me. John 14:18 - 20 New-International version
Even-though I was an adult when my parents died, I felt a keen-sense
of what it was like to be an orphan. Gone were the two-people who had nurtured me and shaped my life. Sharp-grief gave way to bewilderment, "Who am I now; who knows me deeply yet loves me anyway? The gospel of John recounts Jesus telling His-disciples although the time is coming they would see Him no-more but He would always be a part of them just-as they would forever be a part of Him.
So it has been with my parents. I see now even-after their-deaths, their
example of loving-kindness continues to teach me and guide my-life. That goes deeper than just warm-memories. My parents are in me at a deep-level, deeper than the mind can comprehend and as-deep as the heart. Surely God was their-heart's teacher.In the same-way I come to know God through the life and love of Jesus. Nurturing that-relationship through prayer, study, giving and serving keeps me forever-connected to the living-God.
Gracious-God, let who we are reflect who You are in all we do. Amen
Because of God's great-love for us, we are never-orphaned.
Jackie R. Sheldon Feb 7 2019 12:00 AM