Troy Hendrix, age 59, of Froid, MT passed away Friday, May 31, 2013 in Friod.
Cremation has taken place and no future services are planned.
Clayton Stevenson Memorial Chapel of Wolf Point has been entrusted with the arrangements. Condolences can be sent to the family using the form below.
Coltin Danielson says
Sorry to hear about Troy. I will miss him.
Brandon B says
It was good to see Troy around town. Always a pleasant experience. RIP…
Jas Obrecht says
Troy and I shared many adventures in the 1980s and ’90s. He loved exploring the desert, camping out, playing guitar, and talking about spirituality and history. I’ve always had a great respect for him and am proud to have had him as my friend. The world was a better place while Troy was in it!
Mary Lou Addor says
Thank you, Troy, for your generous and quiet good nature, for your love of music, and great discussions, and wry humor. You added humanity to a number of Death Valley experiences. A safe journey on the new road ahead. Vaya con dios – Lou
Connie (Rose) Parker says
The news of Troy’s passing will take a long time to process. We’ve been friends since we were both twenty one years old and the flood of memories I’ve experienced in the past two days since learning of his death is overwhelming. Troy is one of the most gentle spirits I have had the honor to have known. His spiritual quest was a life long endeavor and his humor and ability to laugh at all the absurdities will forever make me smile. His loyalty to those he loved was fierce and his empathy and tolerance for human frailty was so heart felt. I haven’t seen him since he visited me about nine years ago and I am so so sad I didn’t get to say goodbye to this man who was my dear friend and my brother. I like to think he’s having a great visit with his father Troy who was another soul whom I loved dearly.
So friend, wherever you are on your journey, I love you for always and thanks for the laughter. I will carry you in my heart.
Maureen Connors says
Very fond memories of Troy at Stovepipe Wells in 75/76. He took me on my first hike through the dunes.
Brenda says
On the Death of the Beloved
John O’Donohue
Though we need to weep your loss
You dwell in that safe place in our hearts
Where no storm or night or pain can reach you.
Your love was like the dawn
Brightening over our lives,
Awakening beneath the dark
A further adventure of color.
The sound of your voice
Found for us
A new music
That brightened everything.
Whatever you enfolded in your gaze
Quickened in the joy of its being;
You placed smiles like flowers
On the altar of the heart.
Your mind always sparkled
With wonder at things.
Though your days here were brief,
Your spirit was alive, awake, complete.
We look toward each other no longer
From the old distance of our names;
Now you dwell inside the rhythm of breath,
As close to us as we are to ourselves.
Though we cannot see you with outward eyes,
We know our soul’s gaze is upon your face,
Smiling back at us from within everything
To which we bring our best refinement.
Let us not look for you only in memory,
Where we would grow lonely without you.
You would want us to find you in presence,
Beside us when beauty brightens,
When kindness glows
And music echoes eternal tones.
When orchids brighten the earth,
Darkest winter has turned to spring;
May this dark grief flower with hope
In every heart that loves you.
May you continue to inspire us:
To enter each day with a generous heart.
To serve the call of courage and love
Until we see your beautiful face again
In that land where there is no more separation,
Where all tears will be wiped from our mind,
And where we will never lose you again.
Richard D Eberly says
I’m was so sorry to hear about Troy’s passing… he was a very kind and gentle soul. We had great desert adventures, and shared some magical campfires together. I still tell his story about the poodle and the bobcat in death valley.