This is how I feel all over again--all the life stripped out. Just when I was getting back to some equilibrium.
Larry Wayne Belcher
Larry Wayne Belcher was born February 4, 1944 in Frederick, Oklahoma, to Clifford Henry Belcher and Juanita Ruth (Bowman) Belcher, and he went on to God’s presence on March 31, 2023, at his home in Kirksville, Missouri.
He grew up in Oklahoma and Texas and landed in Colorado Springs, Colorado, where he met and married Beth Ellen Morris, on February 17, 1967. Larry and Beth raised two daughters in Colorado and in Earlham, Iowa, and Larry worked as a field mechanic for Zieglar Caterpillar in Des Moines, Iowa until his retirement.
Larry moved to Northeast Missouri in 2000 after the death of his Bethie, where he built a cabin with his own hands and joined the Free Will Baptist Church, including many years of teaching Sunday School, quietly mentoring with his words and example, and enjoying many hours of fellowship. When not at church, Larry could usually be found in his garage, working on one of the old cars or trucks he was restoring or maintaining his daily drivers. Larry also greatly enjoyed hunting and fishing.
Larry is preceded in death by his parents, his wife Beth, his brother Clifford Belcher, his sister Linda Logan, and his son-in-law John Wildman. He is survived by his daughters Michelle Schwartz (Dugger Schwartz) and Lana Wildman, and by his sisters Betty Bagwell, Karen Dickens, and Donna Ortiz, and by many nieces and nephews (and greats).
Visitation and funeral services will be held at Hazel Creek Free Will Baptist Church, 13558 State Hwy B, Kirksville, Missouri, on Saturday, April 8, 2023, with Pastor Jon McNay officiating. Visitation will be at 11:00 am and the funeral will be at 12:00 noon. Larry will be buried next to Beth in Earlham Cemetery in Earlham, Iowa, 1:00 p.m. Saturday, April 15, 2023.
Expected, but not. And you’re never really ready for it, even when you know they’re so glad to be done with things on this side. Dad lived on his terms, and I think he went out on his terms. He’s now experiencing the ultimate promise.
Toward the promise,
Lana
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I pray for God's lovingkindness to carry you through. God bless you and yours.
I’m so sorry Lana. Your dad was not that old and I’m sure you will miss him. You continue in my prayers.