At the foot of Mt. Olympus,
Creighton took his first breath.
A mountain man in spirit,
from birth until his death.
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From mother came a love to swim,
among the waters clear.
From father grew the love to ski
steep slopes both far and near.
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An avid mountaineer he was,
of peaks that reached the sky.
His heart forever tethered
to the mountains, soaring high.
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Deep within the magic
of Glen Canyon’s majesty,
Lake Powell’s beauty soothed his soul,
there he found tranquility.
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He sure lived ’til he died.
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He served a mission in Japan,
a humble hand he’d lend.
A true disciple he’d become,
and on the Lord, depend.
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Mechanical by trade he was,
a true MacGyver, he.
Steel strings he’d strum into the night,
to set his mind a’free.
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Atop the Matterhorn,
he asked Lisa for her hand.
Together they would face the storms,
and weather life's demands.
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A father's love, it knew no bounds,
Creighty cherished every day.
Three children were his pride and joy,
in each and every way.
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He sure lived ’til he died.
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A clever soul with pranks to play,
on friends he held so dear.
His jest and jokes, good natured,
bringing joy from ear to ear.
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He led the young men in his church,
their hearts he did inspire.
His wisdom and his gentle ways,
set many souls afire.
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In Mexico, they knew him well,
as Señor Creighton, grand.
He left his mark on many lives,
friends all throughout the land.
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For fifteen years, he fought the fight,
Lou Gherig's curse, his foe.
His bravery, a beacon bright,
to all he’d come to know.
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He sure lived ’til he died.
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Creight's heart inspired a group,
of cyclists far and wide.
United in their passion,
for him, they'd ride with pride.
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From SLC to Vegas,
through summer's heat they'd race.
Supporting all with ALS,
a journey filled with grace.
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Despite the fight with ALS,
he played a grandpa's part.
His grandkids knew his loving touch,
and hold him in their hearts.
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He taught the world to find the joy,
in every trial faced.
His spirit, like a cowboy, strong,
his legacy, embraced.
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He sure lived ’til he died.
Creighton Rowland Rider July 10th 1958 - April 21st 2023
With love, your kiddos.
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Preceded in death by: parents Bert T. Rider and Joyce Rider Barnes, stepfather R. Warren Barnes, and father-in-law Richard L. Christensen
Survived by: wife Lisa, daughters Lindsay and Dayna (Scott Epperson), son Matt (Meggie), and his five grandchildren Ethan, Addie, Theo, Danny, and Clara, who was born the same day as his passing.
Creighton's CELEBRATION of LIFE will be held May 5th, 2023, at 12 PM at the Monument Park Stake Center at 1320 S Wasatch Drive, SLC, UT. A short visitation will be held before the service from 10-11:30 AM.
Following the service, we will continue celebrating Señor Creighton with a taco party at the Princeton Ward 1005 S 2000 E.
The family will be traveling between venues by bicycle. You are welcome to join us on Creighton's last ride.
For those of you that cannot join us in person, we'd love your online presence at the following Zoom link:
https://us06web.zoom.us/j/88672469577?pwd=SFFZS3AyTlFzN1NmT0J2eUNrdkJpdz09
Meeting ID: 886 7246 9577 Passcode: 586223
In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to the University of Utah Department of Neurology ALS Clinic in Creighton Rider's name to support other families navigating this difficult journey. You can learn more here:
So sorry to hear of Creighton’s passing. A long time ago, I hiked up to the Teton Glacier and slept overnight on the glacier with Creighton, Bob Monson, and Bob Reisner. Creighton and Bob Monson planned to climb the Grand the next morning, while Bob Reisner just tagged along for the adventure. We awoke, gathered our gear, and watched Creighton and Bob M. cross the bergschrund to the rock face to begin their climb. Bob R and me packed up to hike back to Jenny Lake. About an hour later, Creighton and Bob M caught up with us…Creighton (IIRC) had injured his leg and they were forced to abort the climb. Still an awesome adventure. Creighton was an amazing hiker and climber, and it didn’t take very long to know him well enough to feel like we were old friends. Rest easy, CR.
Dear Lisa and family, this is so bittersweet. We are so sorry for your deep loss, but also rejoice as Creighton is now free of the struggle and pain. Our deepest admiration goes to you as you so diligently cared for him and helped him live life to the fullest. Your positive outlook on life has affected so many. We send our love and great admiration. Todd and Carlene Claflin
Creighton was a great example of endurance with joy, acceptance and creativity. As one who has also endured poor health his example shown brightly and gave hope. His love for our Savior was profound. He will be missed. I will look for him when I pass through the veil of this life. When and if I see Creighton I will know for a surety that I am in a blessed place. Creighton I'll be looking out for you!
Truly sorry for loss. CR is now at pease.
Creighton was one of the nicest, friendliest guys I ever knew. I was privileged to share a few mountain experiences with him. He truly knew how to enjoy the mountains!
