~Visitation~
Was held 9:00 A.M. - 5:00 P.M.
Thursday, October 31, 2024
Mannford Funeral Home
170 Phelps Road
Mannford, Oklahoma 74044


~Funeral Service~
Was held at 11:00 A.M.
November 1, 2024
Mannford Funeral Home Chapel
170 Phelps Road
Mannford, Oklahoma 74044


Interment Followed...
Oak Hill Cemetery
Mannford, Oklahoma


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Memorial Gifts may be given to:
Second Chance Pet Rescue
64301 E. 290 Road
Grove, Oklahoma 74344
in Wayne's memory.
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KENNETH "WAYNE" TROXELL  
of Eucha, Oklahoma
AGE    81
BORN
April 30, 1943 in
Tulsa, OK.
ENTERED REST
October 27, 2024
Eucha, OK.
PARENTS
Kenneth & Vivian Troxell
RETIRED Welder

PREDECEASED BY:
PARENTS, DAUGHTER  Shelly, 
GRANDSON  Joe Cothran,
SIBLINGS Cheryl & Karl & 
FIANCEE Betty Hicks

SURVIVED BY:
CHILDREN
Ken & Jill Troxell of Terlton, OK.
Beckey & Wayne McInturf of Tulsa, OK.
SISTER
Shirley Eichenberger of Stigler, OK.
SON-IN-LAW
Shawn Garrison of Mannford, OK.
GRANDCHILDREN
Kendall & Matt Hagy of Terlton, OK.
Kenny Wayne Troxell of Terlton, OK.
Kurt Wesley & Taylor Troxell of Terlton, OK.
Andy & Cassie Berryman of Claremore, OK.
Angel & James Neel of Tulsa, OK.
R.D. Cothran of Sand Springs, OK.
Cody & Alyssa McInturf of Sand Springs, OK.
James & Katie Garrison of Mannford, OK. 
Shawna Caddell of Glenpool, OK.
Callie Jo Garrison of Tulsa, OK.
Patrick Garrison of Mannford, OK.
GREAT GRANDCHILDREN
Daisy, Gunner, Gatlin, Delilah, 
Kenslie, Kenny Wayne,
Theodore, Stella, Holden, 
Hagen, Riley, Leah,
Remington, Octavia, Grace, 
Gita, Colt, Savanah,
Dax, Austin, Alyssa, 
Cayden, Trevor & Liam
NUMEROUS NIECES, NEPHEWS & 
OTHER RELATIVES


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The following is lovingly written by 
Beckey, Wayne's daughter...




Wayne Troxell was many things to many people. 
The young man that became a young adult and father at 16. 
Always providing milk routes, paper routes 
then eventually leading to a very long route to Alaska. 
The oil rigs in the middle of the ocean. 
Little kids, Kenneth, Beckey and Shelly 
anxiously await their daddy's arrival
 landing at the airport.
It always felt like Christmas.
Daddy coming home. 
He made green grass in Alaska. 
where there was none. 
He always made life in an adventure. 
As he drove back to Oklahoma,
he showed us so many landmarks,
that will forever be 
etched in our memories. 
He loved fishing, camping, hunting, 
and motorcycles. 
He wasn't always so much about
speaking love, 
but he'd show it. 
A fond memory of mine is the 3 P's.
He'd spent a lot of time teaching that to Kenneth. 
Piss poor planning.
He had a special 
connection with Kenneth,
that was his son. 
He was so proud. 
He told him to go out and learn to weld 
and after he did to come back and
then he'd teach him and he did. 
He was an amazing welder.
But he never bragged.
His relationship with Beckey and Shelly, 
was different.
When a boyfriend came to the house, 
he'd be cleaning the guns on the kitchen table.
And if we got our heart broke,
 he would forbid us to
 ever see that person 
again even if it was a little spat, 
and then we cried harder. 
When life was falling apart,
it always seem that he was there,
that was my daddy.
All the love he had for his grandchildren,
they'll never lose all those memories he gave them.
Everything he loved in his life he shared 
and taught them to the the same things. 
All of the grand kids have
 been on the receiving end
of his sense of humor 
and everyone of them 
have inherited his sense of humor.
He had the best time teasing 
the great grandchildren,
he would go into his imaginary world,
and he was a better cheerleader,
his animals could do better than theirs. 
They could sing, they rode school buses and
the more they argued the
 bigger his grin was. 
He also had his soft side, 
that he tried to hide. 
But the animals began to tell on him the 
first one I remember was a guinea pig. 
He was talking to him and 
feeding him every morning 
before the work day,
his name was Squeaky.
He knew he got caught because 
every time Squeaky
saw him he would squeak 
really really loud. 
He had a huge grin on his face 
and walked out of the room.
Eventually, he quit hunting and
started feeding the animals. 
He acquired a few cats.
Last count 40.
Dad, Betty, and the cats.
Dad and Betty had such a 
gentle, caring, compassionate love, 
I believe they're dancing in heaven.
We are all left with 
beautiful memories of 
laughter and adventure, and love. 
I miss you, daddy.
I love you, daddy.