Tim Palmer Green passed away on May 29, 2024, in Provo, Utah. What do you say about a man named just Tim?? He would always say “I am just Tim.” He was a Vietnam war hero serving with the United States Army, Cowboy, and Horse Trainer. He was born on March 7, 1947, to Duane and Ethel Green in Payson, Utah. Before he was school age the Green’s (Tim and brother Phil) lived on Rockwell ranch where Tim rode a horse before he could walk. He would talk about jumping on the back of any one of the many cowboy horses as they rode into the ranch headquarters.

He fought in Vietnam as a Sargent for the United States Army and earned the Bronze Star for Valor, a Purple Heart, and other medals. It was said that he kept fighting and leading troops until the soldiers could pack him off the field wounded. He lost most of his right leg below the knee. He was doing his job until they loaded him onto the helicopter.

Tim loved horses and being a cowboy. He always said that the only reason God made cows was to turn on a good cow horse. He loved all disciplines of horsemanship and at one time or another competed in every AQHA event and rodeo possible. His main love was saddle bronc riding, but his leg would not allow that so he team roped. There are too many awards to count for cutting, reining, haltering, team penning, and any other event that he entered. If you ever rode with Tim, you knew he was enthusiastic about the way of life; he always picked the long circle. When he was the manager for McIntyre Ranch (10 years), he preferred to ride horses from Leamington all the way to the cows. Often, the cows were 20 or so miles away. He loved to ride a good horse and had too many good horses to mention. He never gave up on the horses. He would ride the good ones and the bad ones. Tim’s stories usually involved horses and his many friends. There were a lot of youth that sat on top of a fence and watched Tim, Donny, and Lee work horses at Green Place. Tim was really in his element when he was working driving reigns for Don and Lee to get on a colt for the first time.

You would recognize Tim in his signature 5” brim black cowboy hat that was bigger than him, Blucher boots, Levi 501 jeans, and a Wrangler snap front shirt. He wore a grey cowboy hat for a brief time only because someone gave it to him. It disappeared; Ethel his mom or Linda his wife mostly had a hand in it going missing. They did not recognize him when he came through the door not wearing his black hat and were afraid they would call the police on him.

In the end, Tim will always remind us of the song Chris LeDoux sang, “You Just Can’t See Him from the Road.” Tim barely learned to walk but he wore a lot of leather off the tree. He had horses that he counted among his friends. Tim is out there riding fences and still making a living with a rope. If there is a sunset, he will keep riding for the J+ brand. You just can’t see from the road. I hope that where he is at there is a big remuda full of Doc Tari horses (he liked the hot ones), driving reigns, a Buster Welch tree’d saddle, and bosal hackamore. We all know where you can find Tim if this is.

Tim was preceded in death by his parents, Duane and Ethel Green, brother, Phil, and sister, Marion. He is survived by his wife Linda, stepson, Grant (Laura) Hildebrand, and grandchildren, Makenzy and Garet.

A graveside service with military honors will be held at 11:00 a.m. on Friday, June 7, 2024, at Goshen Town Cemetery located at 10500 West 15800 South, Goshen, Utah.