Birth date: Mar 13, 1951 Death date: Dec 13, 2009
Gary Dean Pennycuff, a Mason and Shriner, was born on March 13, 1951 in Frederick, Oklahoma and passed away on December 13, 2009 in Dallas, Texas. Gary was a man of many talents: a professional auctioneer; regional sales manager; Read Obituary
Cathy…Debra and I are so sorry for your loss. I will never forget that you and Gary supported me as a candidate for Mayor and then since keeping me "grounded" to be a good Mayor. I will miss Gary but will not forget his wise counsel. Thank you for allowing me to express my feelings and my appreciation of you both.
Gary was a wounderful person. Great fun to be around. Always looked forward to the annual band auction. He is such a inspiration to all who meet him. He will be missed greatly.
Dearest Cathy, We are so deeply sorry for your loss. May God comfort you during this extraordinarily difficult time. Please know that our prayers are with you and your family. With love and deepest sympathy, Emy and Ed
Gary, what I'll miss most… Waking each morning knowing you were there by my side. Looking into those beautiful brown eyes as if it were the very first time. Ending each day with a kiss saying "I love you, sweet dreams, and see you in the morning." Our love meant we were always there for one another through thick or thin. I was so looking forward in growing old together; to anticipate falling in love over and over again. Oh, how I'll miss that fabulous, mischievous smile and the warmth and strength of your arms around me. I'll love you always, Gary Dean, and thank you for our journey together. I know when God calls me, we'll be together again. All my love, Cathy
Gary and I were the most unlikely of friends. Me a city boy from California, he a country boy red neck from Frederick, Oklahoma. Somehow, we tolerated each other's differences and enjoyed each other's company very much for almost 20 years. Gary had an uncanny ability to make friends with all people, rich and poor, educated or un-schooled. It didn't matter. He gave everyone the benefit of the doubt. He would respect your values and beliefs even if he didn't agree with them as long as you too respected his. We need more people like him on this earth. I will miss Gary a lot.
Kathy, please know that our thoughts and prayers are with you today and always. I'll miss Gary, I will always remember the auction he did for our family that year, and the fun we had. He's with Bonnie, Mama, our Mother and all his family who have gone on before us now. Guess he's visiting with Judy and Vicki, making Judy laugh!!! Take care of yourself and stay strong.tropes
I've worked with Gary and Cathy in the auction business for about eight years now. When I first met Gary, I was a naive farm kid that just moved to the "big city." He took me under his wing and gave a self confidence that I will forever be grateful. Cathy we love you and I'll never forget that "Okie from the poor side of the lake"
Gary and I met about 27 years ago…about the time he and Cathy met. We actually lived in the same apartment complex. We shared many good times together then….he was a true friend who would give you the shirt off his back if asked. When he met Cathy, he became a different person because of his love for her. Life is complicated….even though we didn't see each other a lot, our friendship remained solid. Heaven is blessed by this angel coming home! Alan Moore
Cathy, im so sorry. Gary was a friend and hunting buddy. I ran into Gary shortly after I got out of rehab last year. He shared with me a few things about living sober and being happy with it. It meant a lot to me as I was worried about staying sober. it was a great comfort to know that I was not alone and that I could call him if I needed to. I wish I had the chance to tell him how much that chance meeting meant to me, but im sure he knows. I will remember Gary at every meeting during our moment of silence and continue to draw strength from him. God bless Gary and you
Like many of you, I was shocked and deeply saddened by the death of Gary. I remember him as a small boy who was a hard worker and a lot of fun. We stayed in trouble in the cotton fields by throwing green cotton bolls when we should have been working. I was almost eleven when Gary was born, and I left Frederick when he was seven. I probably only saw him a few times since than, usually at a family member's funeral. I am impressed with his accomplishments as an adult, and by his devotion to his family, and I pray that God will give each of you the strength to walk with Him daily and have a happy life. God bless you. Don
