Coping with Grief
We would like to offer our sincere support to anyone coping with grief. Enter your email below for our complimentary daily grief messages. Messages run for up to one year and you can stop at any time. Your email will not be used for any other purpose.
On November 26, 2023, Roxie Darlene (Dolly) McGuire passed away peacefully at her home in Keno Oregon surrounded by her family and beloved pets. She is survived by her beloved husband Samuel A. McGuire, daughter Bobbie J. of Keno Oregon, son Thomas J. and his family, wife Emily and their daughters Helen and Vivian of Lincoln City Oregon. Extended family members included Alex Tucker of Gervais, Oregon and Bryan Routt of Athol, Idaho, whom both spent some of their teenage years learning from her about the farm and became like sons to her. She is also survived by her brother William Osburn and his wife Sheryl and their four daughters, sister Karen Pankratz, great niece Amanda Eller, and numerous nieces and nephews. And was much loved by those she called friends.
She was preceded in death by both her parents, her eldest brother Mike, and eldest sister Katherine.
She was born in June of 1957 in Fort Morgan, Colorado to Helen Marie and Myron Osburn. The family moved several times before settling on a Dairy farm in Colton Oregon where she was raised and found her love of cattle, and the farming way of life. When she was 15, she met her true love Sam through a mutual friend Jim Barton, at the high school play Brigadoon. After being told that it was near impossible for her to graduate high school early by a guidance counselor so that she could get married, she showed her determination and did indeed graduate at the age of 17, a full year ahead of her class and was married that July.
She moved with her husband to Vallejo California while he was in the Navy. Living in the concrete jungle of navy housing was an adjustment for a farm girl accustomed to being able to grow things. So, Sam built her a small, raised bed garden in their small area where she planted veggies including tomatoes, that even though they were still green the tomatoes started to mysteriously disappear, then as they were walking around that block one day, they noticed in the windowsills of other houses, were these perfect green tomatoes trying to ripen. Then they caught some neighborhood kids in the garden one day and she struck a deal with them, that if they protected the garden that they could have some veggies when they ripened, accidentally starting a war in the backyard amongst those who tried to steal the unripe vegetables. But as promised each kid got to take home their prize in the fall. She always had a way with kids, to not only love them but teach them something valuable, and it was something that she continued to do throughout her life. While still in the Navy they welcomed their first child two years later in the fall of 1976 and six months later when his Navy term was up, they moved back Oregon to begin the adventure of homesteading their own piece of property in the wilds of Keno. Two years later their second child arrived during one of the worst storms the state had seen. With the truck seats out for repair and sitting on a bucket, they made the mad dash into town arriving at the hospital with mere minutes to spare.
The homesteading life is a challenge, one that she rose to. From dealing with predator animals that raided the farm stock to the challenge of the weather. She made it all look easy. She enjoyed being with her animals mostly her cattle, horse, dogs, cats and her burro. She enjoyed being one with nature whether it be at home or out in the woods on one of the many adventures that we as a family had either hunting, camping, fishing, or searching for wild horses. She also enjoyed gardening, growing a huge garden each year to provide vegetables for her family for the next year, that she would can in the hottest part of the summer. She had learned to live by the seasons each major chore that needed to be accomplished had its own timeframe. She also loved her flowers and would make a planter out of anything that she found interesting, whisky barrels, old wagons, an old hay seeder, and an antique wringer washer. She had a love for antiques especially old farm equipment or farm decor of any kind; if it had rust, she loved it.
She will be greatly missed by those she has left behind, but she has left a legacy of love, love of life, love of nature, love of family and will be forever in our hearts.
The family will be holding a private celebration of life. We are asking that in lieu of flowers that you donate to either Klamath Hospice, or the American Wild Horse Campaign (To protect wild horses and Burros) in her honor.