lionel barrel Orie
Frederick Lutheran Church
Friday, November 28, 1980, ten o'clock
Pastor Lawrence T. Baietti
Helge Jeppeson, Jr., Organist
Interment in Western Cemetery
Charlotte Amalie, St. Thomas, Virgin Islands
LIONEL DARREL ORIE
March 7, 1915 November 21, 1980
Lionel Darrel Orie was born on March 7, 1915 in San Fernan-
do, Trinidad. He came to St. Thomas in 1935 and made it his
Lionel was employed at the Naval Submarine Base until 1945
when he was inducted into the Armed Forces where he
served until his honorable discharge the following year.
Returning to St. Thomas, Lionel resumed work at the Sub-
marine Base. Two years later he joined the firm of Gaston
Gelle (presently known as West Indies Corporation). At the
time of his retirement he was Vice President Treasurer of
He served as Treasurer of the Frederick Lutheran Church for
more than-thirty-five ;years and often held membership on
the Church Council. He was a founding member of the
Gypsy Carnival Troupe and the Ramblers Club as well.
Lionel Orie died on November 21, 1980 at the New York
Hospital, Cornell University.
... for my father, Lionel.
who Insisted that "poems supposed to rhyme."
A SONG THAT RHYMES
A gloomy day when times were hard
I sat crying in my Dad's yard
A gypsy moth danced by on air
delicately, without a fear
That he'd ever stop fluttering.
I heard him gently uttering:
"Don't cry too long, just dry your eyes,
Please sing a song and harmonize
A reverent hymn sung over chimes
And calypsos of earlier times."
As suave as Astaire's old soft shoe,
The gypsy twirled and two-stepped, too:
"Boy, try to sing; caress the words
Spread a wing like hummingbirds."
A lizard sensed something might fail
He turned around: had lost his tail!
"Meh son." he laughed, "don't bawl for me,
My complexion's not jealousy.
The good Lord made it green, you see,
So I could blend in with a tree.
I will grow whole."
And thus shall love
Take wing to blossoms far above.
-Dana Samuel Orie
25 November, 1980
I have known "0" for more than twenty-five years. He was
my long-time associate. "0" was more than a business associ-
ate; "0" was my friend. The depth and warmth of his
friendship cannot be put into words. Ten years ago I received
a telephone call that "0" had died at the airport and I was
devastated. A short while later we heard it was untrue. When
I received the call last Friday in Haiti that "0" had died, I
kept praying for the next phone call to say it wasn't so.
That call never came. "0" I'll miss you terribly.
Henry L. Kimelman
U.S. Ambassador ?o Haiti
Wife... Doris M. Orie
Children... Dana Samuel
Several brothers and sisters,
nieces and nephews
Pastor Lawrence Wick
Members of the Gypsy Carnival Troupe
Members of the Ramblers Club
George Dudley, Jr.