Clyde W Fenimore, 92, died quietly in his home on Sunday, May 18, 2014. He was born on Jan. 20, 1922 in Lakeview, the son of Charles and Florence Fenimore. Clyde lived on the Westside his entire life, farming the land with his father, and later on his own. He loved the land and enjoyed his life as a farmer, constantly improving the ranch upon which he raised crops, cattle and mostly sheep. He was an innovator, bringing the first pivot irrigation system into Goose Valley, and (possibly) the State of Oregon. Clyde honorably served his country in the Army during World War II. He was proud to be a Mason, a Shriner, an Elk and an Eagle throughout his life. He became a Charter Member of the Future Farmers of America when it was established in Lakeview in 1937. Clyde traveled the world, at times on farm tours such as the one he and his wife, Celia, took to New Zealand and Australia many years ago. Though usually a quiet man, Clyde had a great sense of humor, at one time spurring a movie theater crowd into hysterical laughter with his reaction to a line in the Godfather. Clyde is survived by his three daughters, Lynne Engelbert, Joyce Mobley and Annie Cota; eight grandchildren and eleven great-grandchildren. Clyde’s daughters continue to argue about who was his “favorite”. He literally went to his grave with that loving argument resounding over the Westside Cemetery. They have often said that “Daddy had three girls, and we were his boys”, each spending their early lives working with him in the fields and barns. One of their favorite memories is walking to the barn in the middle of the night to check the lambing ewes, singing Oh What a Beautiful Morning at the top of their lungs. That song was sung at the close of his “brief” (per his request) memorial service held at the Lakeview First Baptist Church on Monday, May 26, 2014. Inurement followed at the Westside Cemetery. Over Labor Day 2013, during the photographing of the entire Fenimore Clan (30 of them), he was asked if he had anticipated this gang when he began having children. “Good God no!” was his proud answer.