Cyrus Bradley Bullers

Readng some of the comments of Cy's family brought back fond memories of when I used to live a few miles from the Buller's Ranch. I used to walk there to visit Peggy's grandparents and of course Peggy. We used to go to the Buller's 4th of July reunions. Really enjoyed them. Got to know Richard pretty good. He always had a good attitude and a good laugh. Peggy tried to teach me how to ride a motorcycle, but trying to transition from a horse to a bike was not working. But it was fun trying....

Thank you Dad for working hard and alway coming home to your family at end of your workday. Thank you for teaching me and my siblings the value and fun of outdoor life, giving us your knowledge of how to fix many things including car mechanics. Thanks for teaching me the importance of hard work and doing my best at all things in life. Though we were taught to work hard there were times of fun, playing outdoor games like catch, fox and geese, Annie-I-over, going fishing and hunting. Dad...

My fondest memories of my dad were going fishing with him he made it fun but hard. He managed to take us where the snakes were the biggest I had ever seen. I honestly think he like hearing us scream Snake! My two boys when they were young would come running out of the barn soaked with cows milk. My dad loved to soak them while he was milking. He was so loved by his family. I spent 69 years loving this fine man the longest of anyone in my life. In the last month of his life he couldn´t...

Uncle Cyrus memory When we lived on the old Moon place,the old man would be on one of his mean streaks Uncle Cy would come and stay and give us some relief. Bob Lloyd usually was on better behavior when someone else was around. I slept in a corner, mom would put her coat on the floor,I would curl upon it, the old man would throw his dirty coat over me. Uncle Cy made a little cot for me. It was so good to get up off the cold,hard floor and sleep in a bed.

Peggy, Pat, Jon, Vanessa, Chuck (as well as all the rest of the Bullers clan ) my thoughts & prayers are with each & every one of you during your time of loss. I met Cy through my dad, Marvin Stone, they was always in mechanic mode so I was supposed to be keeping to my own (which I never did for long) My dad would get frustrated with me so Cy would give me some odd job to do while they turned wrenches, banged & clanged on whatever the latest mechanical mishap happened to be. Years had went...

Cyrus was a wonderful man. Always had a kind word.

I remember playing pool with Grandpa, bowling, fishing, and milking bossy. Grandpa also gave me my first taste of a beer. He drank Hams beer and I thought that anything that had all those cartoon animals advertising it on TV must taste great. He tried to tell me I wouldn't like it. Boy was he right! You will be missed!