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The Goldendale Sentinel, Goldendale, WA., September 27, 1984, page 2

KAYSER

Larry M. Kayser of Centerville, born August 19, 1936 in Yakima to Mark and Ina Kayser, passed away September 21 at home.
He attended Centerville schools and spent his life on the family ranch there. He married Kay McKay in January 1958.
Mr. Kayser is survived by his wife Kay, at the family home; by a son, Larry Jay, Centerville; by two daughters, Ronda Kay, Walla Walla and Luann Dawn, Centerville; by his mother, Ina Kayser, Centerville; by two brothers; Keith, Centerville; and Mark, Ellensburg; by five sisters, Annice Nogle, Grass Valley Valley; Ann Palmer, Walla Walla; Sylvia Patnode, Arlington, Oregon; Dyan, Catlin, Burlington, and Dawn Thomas, Walla Walla. Many nieces and nephews also survive.
Funeral services were held Tuesday, Sept. 25, in the United Methodist Church, Mr. Robert Carder officiating. Burial followed in the family plot at Centerville Cemetery.
Pallbearers were Joe Shattuck, Bill Niva, Pete Hemming, Harold Gray, Dale Cameron and Dale Thiele. Honorary pallbearers included William Olson, Wayne Hess, Larry Tobin, Lyle Tobin, Elmer Reed, Dick Smith, Ted Carratt, Tom Carratt, Ross Shupe and Frank Beard.

The Goldendale Sentinel, Goldendale, WA., October 4, 1984, page 2

EULOGY OF LARRY KAYSER

Larry Kayser was a 48 year old farmer, husband, and father of three children. He was born on Aug. 19, 1936. He married Kay McKay on Jan. 26, 1958. They had three children: Jay, Rhonda, and Luann. He passed away on Sept. 21, 1984. But that doesn't begin to describe Larry, the person.
Love, honesty and unselfishness best describe Larry. He was a person who loved people. He was a giver.
Larry not only loved his wife and children, he put them before his own well being. He and Kay had three wonderful children, who always came first in his life. He could always be found at their athletic contests, and he encouraged other parents to attended and support their children. He was an avid fan of both the boys and girls rodeo and basketball teams.
Pursuing an interest that began in high school, Larry was a solid supporter and honorary member of the FFA. He understood that the secret to youth is relating to and advising the young. He had a genuine interest in people and encouraged youngsters who worked to better themselves. He and had a talent for making them feel at ease, that he felt that it with a pleasure to meet them.
His love was so strong that countless children passed through his heart and home. Anyone who had a problem knew that his door was always open and his hand was always outstretched.
Sometimes his bark was loud, but it covered a soft, kind heart. If it scared the many young ones who adopted him as "grandpa," it was not for long; he teased them out of their fear. For his second occupation Larry was a horse trader. He believed that every kid is needed a pony and he found one for all his adopted friends.
Larry respected and enjoyed his elders. He had a deep appreciation of family, and a deep love for the mountains. Both together were a pure joy. He often took his mother, aunt, younger sisters, cousins, and friends to enjoy the mountains. He delighted in teasing the younger kids and making their time in the mountains a special memory. After morning chores, his favorite joke was playing alarm clock "carrying the sleepy heads to the horse trough for an "almost dunking." Then he would turn right around and saddle their horses for them, or even share his horse with them.
Larry had strong morals, but he believed and having fun. His sense of humor was bottomless. This quality mixed with his smile, his laugh, his twinkling eyes, and his giving nature brought him the best welfare any man could have: a loving family and lots of true friends. No one was a stranger to him. Perhaps it was because he loved to visit and get to know people. He took the time to care about them and to listen to their problems. Whenever something went wrong for him, or something happened that he did not agree with, he never made waves. He would turn of the other cheek and say, "I might not have the best of things, but I have lots of friends."
He valued those friends. He shared with them all that he had, from breakfast to dinner, a ride to the ball game, a trip to the mountains, a shoulder to lean on, or a smile to laugh with. He gave and he shared.
Material wealth to him was not as important as his friends, their children and of course his own family.
His friends also knew that if they visited around chore time, he had an extra pair of barn your boots, one size fits all, and an extra coat to wear while helping him. It was okay to refuse, though. He accepted people as they were.
Larry was the type of person who was content to work where he was needed most. He often shouldered the workload in the background while others handled the business end of the partnership.
He found great pleasure in the work he did. He was very proud that his careful supervision of wintered cows resulted in a calf crop of 95 percent or better and his care of weaner calves yielded good gains. This was Larry life: he was truly a cowman.
Larry loved his life, and was content with farming, especially, with his two companions: the radio and his faithful dog. This is how he died, enjoying what he did.