Larry Kendall Beeney, 56

Larry Kendall Beeney, affectionately known to many as "The Lost Cowboy," died on October 2, 2026, at age 56. While Larry may have been known as the Lost Cowboy, those privileged to know him knew he had found a home, a purpose, and a community of friends in Whitehall, Montana.

Born on December 21, 1969, in Hendersonville, North Carolina, Larry lived a life defined by hard work, independence, kindness, and a willingness to lend a helping hand. He was the kind of man who would give you the shirt off his back, stop what he was doing to help someone in need, and never think twice about going out of his way for another person. Beneath his rugged cowboy exterior was a genuinely big heart, and his generosity and compassion left a lasting impression on those whose lives he touched.

Larry proudly served in the United States Navy Reserves before embarking on a career that would take him across countless miles of American highways. He spent many years behind the wheel of a semi-truck, developing a deep appreciation for the open road, hard work, and the freedom that came with both.

His mechanical skills and truck knowledge eventually led him to a career as a mechanic. With years of hands-on experience and a determination to make his own way, Larry established Bar B Bar Truck & Trailer. He was happiest when he had something to work on, especially a truck, an engine, or a mechanical challenge that needed solving. His willingness to share his knowledge and skills was just another way he helped those around him.

Nine years ago, Larry moved to Whitehall, Montana, where he put down roots and became part of the community. Like many who find their way to small-town Montana, Larry discovered that home is about more than a place on a map. It is about the people, friendships, and connections made along the way.

Larry's generous spirit extended beyond his work. He served on the local search and rescue team, volunteering his time and energy to help others during some of their most difficult moments. Whether someone needed help, a repair, or simply a friend willing to listen, Larry tried to find a way to help. He didn't need recognition or praise; helping others was simply part of who he was.

A cowboy at heart, Larry loved horses. Working with them and spending time in the saddle brought him happiness and a sense of freedom. The name "The Lost Cowboy" fit him- a man who followed his own path, loved the open spaces of Montana, and embraced the cowboy way of life. His love of horses, trucks, and the outdoors was matched only by the size of his heart.

Those who knew Larry will remember more than his mechanical talents or his cowboy spirit. They will remember a man who cared deeply, who wasn't afraid of hard work, and who would do whatever he could to make someone else's day a little easier. He understood the value of lending a hand, looking out for a neighbor, and being there when someone needed him, just as he understood and appreciated old machinery and vehicles.

Larry is survived by his daughter, Sylvia Beeney; his mother, Violet Owens, born Violet Melvina Beeney; his sister, Eddie Reynolds; and his three beloved grandchildren, Alexa Landeros, Nathaniel Landeros, and Logan Beeney. His family is also awaiting the arrival of his first great-grandchild, Alexa's baby, expected on Thanksgiving Day - a new generation of the family Larry loved.

He is also survived by niece Chelsea Hawkins (Andrew), her children Adeline, Mayson, and Liam, and niece Caitlin Alberti.

Although his passing leaves a tremendous void in the lives of his family, friends, and those who knew him in Whitehall, Larry's legacy lives on in the countless acts of kindness he shared, the people he helped, and the friendships he built along the way.

The Lost Cowboy may have ridden his final trail, but his big heart, generous spirit, and willingness to help anyone in need will not be forgotten.

A memorial service honoring Larry's life was held on Saturday, October 10, 2026, at K & L Mortuaries in Whitehall, Montana.

Rest easy, Lost Cowboy. May the trails ahead be wide open, the horses always willing, and the roads forever smooth.