Funeral services for Mr. ROY MORRISON who died March 27 ^th in Pinedale, Wyoming, will be held at 1:00 pm on Saturday, April 6 ^th , 2019 in the Becker Funeral Home Chapel. His family will receive friends from 2 to 4 pm and 6 to 8 pm on Friday, April 5 ^th while Mr. Morrison is in repose at the chapel. Burial will be in Oak Hill Cemetery

Roy was a longtime resident of Clermont, FL, moving to Clermont from Miami in about 1972 with his second wife Evelyn "Evie" who died in 1997. His first wife, Alice, died in 1964. He was also preceded in death by his parents, two brothers, Henry of Miami and Jack of No. Fort Myers, and three sisters, Marjorie Sanders and Betty Cashwell (both of Clermont) and Nancy Walls of Hollywood, FL.  He had served as a Lieutenant on the City of Miami Beach Fire Department and worked his way up through the ranks and eventually retired with a Captain's Rating, after 28 years with the department. For another 10 years, he delivered mail as a rural carrier for the Clermont Post Office.

He was born July 14 ^th , 1924 in Methuen, Massachusetts, and moved with his family to Miami as a young child, eventually one of seven living children born to France Richardson and Elizabeth Lamb Morrison. In his teen years, he worked for the Dolly Madison Company in Miami, running their ice cream production at their main location which also had a customer seating counter with 103 stools, their largest store. There he produced their frozen ice cream products for all of their stores up and down the east coast of the country.

After WWII broke out, he enlisted in the Army and did training at Fort Levinwood, Missouri and later shipped out to eventually land on Omaha Beach on D-Day. He and only one other troop from his landing craft made it up the beach alive; all others in his platoon were killed by German machine gun fire as they left the craft. He joined another platoon that made their way to the Battle of Saint Lo, in France. Just outside the town, he was wounded by being struck in the knee by machine gun fire. That day was his birthday, and he lay in a trench all day until medics arrived. In the field hospital, they removed a bullet and repaired his knee with ground goat bone. The rest of his life he never limped or had problems with the knee, even climbing ladders on the fire department.  Sixty years later though, doctors found a second bullet that had been in his leg unnoticed, and five years later when it became uncomfortable, they removed it, and until his dying day, he wore it on a gold chain around his neck; he called it "his birthday gift from the Germans".  When he was 10 years old, his mother gave him a 1923 Silver Dollar. It was always in his pocket; all his early working years, all through the war, through his years on the fire department, and even up until the final year of his life. When he was wounded in battle, he would not let it out of sight, so the surgeons taped it in his left hand where it stayed for 8 weeks during recuperation. When they finally released him and removed the tape, with much difficulty he finally opened his hand to put the silver dollar back in his pocket.  When he returned to active duty, he became a cook, and eventually cooked on the troop trains going to the Battle of the Bulge.  While cleaning the boxcar ovens one day, General George S. Patton came in looking for coffee. He asked Roy how many troops were on that train and was told 2200. Roy remembered Patton squinting his eyes and looking up at the ceiling of the boxcar and saying, "we'll be lucky of 20 men come back", and just over 20 men did return on the train. Upon discharge from the Army, he received "The Purple Heart" and was one of it's few remaining WWII recipients.

In May of 2016, Roy moved from Clermont to live with his son in western Wyoming due to a progressing illness, and eventually spending his last year in a nursing facility in Pinedale, WY. where he passed on March 27 ^th . He was very popular there, sharing his life's stories with everyone, and visiting with his son daily. He often remarked how much he loved the Wyoming mountains and all of the deer, moose and wildlife that visited outside the nursing home each day.

He is survived by his son, Mr. Frank Roy Morrison of Marbleton, WY, a sister, Mrs. Joan Richardson of Pembroke Pines, FL, a grandson and two great grandsons in Montana, and many, many nieces and nephews, and their families.

Donations may be made to either "The WWII Veteran's History Project" which can be found on Facebook or by calling 631-834-1954.  Details will be available at the funeral services on Saturday, or by calling 307-231-1050.

"It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died.
Rather we should thank God that such men lived."
Gen. George S. Patton, Jr.