Dale Oree Ivie, 78,
of Caldwell, died Thursday,
March 20, 1997, at the Middleton Cemetery,
Middleton. Mr. Bill
Free of the Church of Christ will officiate.
Family and friends may meet at the cemetery.
Arrangements are under the direction of Flahiff Funeral
Dale was born November 15, 1918, in Huston, Idaho,
a son of John and Ida Brooks Ivie.
He was reared and educated in the
Caldwell area and married Mildred Breach on
November 17, 1942, in Caldwell.
He is survived by his wife, Mildred, of Caldwell;
three sons, Donald Oree Ivie, Caldwell; Wendell Jay and his
wife Linda Ivie, Caldwell, Aaron Oree and his wife Shannon
Ivie, Nampa, five daughters, Ida Lou and her husband Kenny
Reno, Parma; Glenda Faye and her husband Julian Garcia, of CA;
VaNyla Gayle and her husband Dan Milburn, Middleton, Wanda
Dayle and her husband Tim, Whelechel, Middleton; Christina
Wylene and her husband Hans Louvring, Coos Bay, OR.
He was preceded in death by his parents, one grandson,
Joshua Whelchel and one granddaughter, Twyla Richesin.
Dad was a great fan
of sports, especially football.
He played football through his high school years at
Middleton, then at Whitman
College, at Walla Walla.
His pride and joy
was watching his children and grandchildren play sports, he
stated it brought back memories of the “good ole days.”
Dad had goals in
life, one was to be the best Christian man, father and husband
he could be, another goal, to have his own business, he always
wanted to help produce crops, flowers, and lawns organically.
We believe he reached his goals, he was a well
respected man because of his faith and will always be
remembered as the “Kozgro King.”
His kids know that heaven will be a greener place and
the angels now have a song leader, he was a man of music with
a son in his heart.
Good-bye “Mr. Kozgro King.”
comments on Oree’s life. Some of the fondest memories and
treasured times in our life was spent hunting and fishing with
Fay and Oree. In the
1930’s we discovered deer hunting and covered large portions
of the Boise, Payette and S.
Fork of the Salmon River.
In the 40’s we graduated to elk hunting on our yearly
pack trips in the
country was eventful and successful.
We did a lot of Croppie fishing in the Owyhee and trout
and salmon fishing in the Bear
and Sulphur Creek. In
later years we added a chapter of successful Kokanee fishing
the Anderson Ranch Dam.
Many years before the church had facilities for
gatherings, like the 4th of July picnics, wedding
anniversaries, and not least of all, the fish fries, his home
was always offered and often used.
He and Mildred and their family volunteered many hours
preparing for and cleaning up after these social functions.
The big gardens of corn, beans, tomatoes, and melons
were shared with everyone and took many hours of Oree and
Personally I feel a deep bond to him and his family.
When I was injured in the wreck, they opened their home
and their hearts to me and took me into their home and cared
for me until I was able to return to my own home.
And in the illness since then, he and his family were
there for me. He may
have had some short comings, but he is a brother I am very
proud to claim.
My comments, Wylene.
Being four years older than me, many times growing up, I felt
he must have been placed in my life just to pull rank and boss
me around. I nursed
many skins, scrapes and wounded ego from having to go “first”
on some risky escapades and only to have him and our nephews
decide “that was no fun” and they didn’t want to do it.
I remember evening
the score once – He was allergic to bee stings.
His eyes would swell shut instantly.
We were down in the pasture by the railroad, barefooted
and he got stung. I
had to lead him home, needless to say, we went through the
deepest mudholes, nettle patches and every fresh cow paddy I
have so many memories Oree and I have shared.
Having no children of my own, his are very special to
me. I am sure
“perfect” he wasn’t, I am glad to have shared my life with
Oree and I love him very much.