Donovan Ray Chronister


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Jan 27th, 2008

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  • Death Date: Jan 27, 2008

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Biography: Donovan Ray Chronister, 83, got on his horse and rode into the horizon on January 27, 2008. Don was born March 24, 1924 in Russellville, Arkansas, to the late Thelma Ann (Tiny) and William Walter (Papa) Chronister. Don moved to North Little Rock, Arkansas with his parents when he was eight years old. Growing up, Don spent most of his time riding horses and loved to tell stories of many broken bones and days spent riding bareback. He attended Old Main High School and Kemper Military Academy graduating in 1942. Following his graduation he joined the U.S. Army. While in the Army he attended Army Veterinary School at Walter Reed Army Medical Center. He served with the 341st Infantry in France, Germany, and Austria during World War II. He finished his service in the Asiatic Pacific Theatre of operation; ultimately instructing Filipino soldiers in their basic training in the Philippine Islands. He received the World War II Victory Ribbon Good Conduct Medal, the American Theatre Ribbon with Bronze Service Star, and the Asian Pacific Theatre Ribbon. In May 1947 he married his gorgeous bride, Jane Christian Whitmore. They were married 52 years before her death in 1999. Don was a brilliant business man. Together with his father they had a horse and mule barn supplying livestock to the U.S. Army for many years. He later had John Deer and Ferguson Tracker dealerships. The true love of his life was the “land”. He was the true southern gentleman farmer and as the saying goes “There was never a good crop”. Don had many successes in his life, but none as important as those he left behind. He leaves three loving daughters, Pamela Bonham, Cindy Walker, and Jane Chronister. Five grandchildren, Ericka Enlow, Whit Robben, Wayne Mehlin, Will Robben, and Mary Kathryn Robben. Three great grand children, Jeffrey Puddephat, James Puddephat, and Jordan Isbell. Don, better known as “Poppy”, ate lunch, laughed, and went to sleep. He had many caretakers in the last few months, but none as important as Robert and Kathy Ticer who cared for him day and night on the farm. Dad “should have been a cowboy”, but opted for a family life. He will be missed dearly and loved forever. P.S. We will all miss the pecans. Visitation will be 5:00 to 7:00 p.m. on Tuesday, January 29, 2008, at Ruebel Funeral Home. Graveside services with Military Honors are to be held at 11:00 a.m. on Wednesday at Roselawn Memorial Park. Arrangements are by Ruebel Funeral Home of Little Rock. www.ruebelfuneralhome.com

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Jane Chronister
#5
Mar 15th, 2019 11:44 am
Dad, not a day goes by without thinking about you and missing you. I think about spending last Thanksgiving Day and Christmas with you on the farm and just being there with you meant so much. I am alone most of the time,sorta like you always were but thats fine. God has a time for all of us and he was ready for you. I will always think about you and love you. I know why mother named me Jane now.
Joan Crawford Whisenhunt Hanson
#4
Mar 15th, 2019 11:44 am
Before the Chronister family moved to NLR...Park Hill we lived next door to them at 19th & Spring in Little Rock. My Mother and Tiny became life long friends there. I was only three so Don must have been ten, I remember him climbing upto the bottom of a water tank that was across the st. in a vacant lot and poor Tiny and Mom tried hard to coach him back down without losing their cool..such a feat for all parties involved. We moved to PH area a year after they did and finally lived only a block and half apart for about fifteen years. I often listened to Tiny and Mom discuss their children and express their deep concern over the era we were being raised in what with the horrors of war and the what is this world coming to attitude. I heard about Don's sales abilities, auctioneering at the barn, going away to Kemper, the service time, coming home, finding lovely Jane, the wedding, and of course the grandkids. Tiny often brought pecans to us and it was my job to shell them. The last time I saw Don was many years ago when Mom and Tiny conspired to get Don to come to the house and try to talk me out of marrying a high school friend I was dating. I figured out their strategy and got tickled nearly falling out of my chair laughing. He must have thought I had lost all my marbles after about ten minutes He left. I always considered him a dear cousin and loved the whole family. We have all lost "a one of a kind friend".... often wished we had known each other better as adults but I moved to another state and lost contact.
Don Bona
#3
Mar 15th, 2019 11:44 am
The family is in my thoughts and prayers during this difficult time.
Kathy Ticer
#2
Mar 15th, 2019 11:44 am
There are no words to take away your pain. MR. DON was ONE of a kind, One of a life time. A STAR that will forever shine in my heart. When I lost my own father a few years ago, He stepped right in. We have laughed, joked, worked, shopped, cried, and loved, each other for a lot of years. He will be missed desperately by the entire farm family. At this point my only consolation is that I feel he was ready for JESUS, and is now dancing in HEAVEN with his Jane. I am so sorry for your loss. If I can do anything for any of you, Please, let me know.
Amy Hults
#1
Mar 15th, 2019 11:44 am
Mr. Don we love you and will miss you more then you will ever know, but I know that one day we will meet again!!!!

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