tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24842121116018841442024-03-12T18:59:45.209-07:00HiawathaBloggerUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger643125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484212111601884144.post-20083898847095019952018-09-25T20:36:00.001-07:002018-11-10T15:01:20.401-08:00Myrna Miller Gentry Obituary<img height="400" src="https://external-sjc3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/safe_image.php?d=AQAu-Qk5vYbNTXan&w=235&h=350&url=http%3A%2F%2Fs3.amazonaws.com%2FCFSV2%2Fobituaries%2Fphotos%2F2886%2F471250%2F5b9d96cb7e624.jpg&cfs=1&upscale=1&fallback=news_d_placeholder_publisher&sx=36&sy=0&sw=470&sh=700&_nc_hash=AQBiURwfMLeFWNAD" width="267" />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484212111601884144.post-39142384021723243502017-12-30T13:02:00.003-08:002017-12-30T13:02:39.204-08:00John L Naylor Obit<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "helvetica" , "sans-serif";"> OREM/EAST CARBON- John Levell Naylor, our hard working, loving, compassionate father, grandfather, great grandfather, brother, uncle and friend, returned home to Heavenly Father on December 21, 2017.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "helvetica" , "sans-serif";"> John was born June 3, 1932 in Salt Lake City, Utah to John and Margaret Naylor. John was the oldest of three children and spent his early years growing up in the coal mining towns of Hiawatha, Consumers and Sunnyside.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "helvetica" , "sans-serif";"> John married his Eternal companion, Barbara Jensen of 65 years in the Salt Lake Temple on August 29, 1952. From this union came eight children, 28 grandchildren and 74 great grandchildren. It was his greatest joy when they came to visit.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "helvetica" , "sans-serif";"> John joined the Army in August of 1952 and was stationed in California, West Virginia and Greenland. Upon his return home he started as a boney picker in the coal mines and worked in many different positions during his years. John always wanted to help people. He was in some of the first EMT classes in the state and helped start Sunnyside Ambulance. He was always very proud of being able to help others. He was also on the Sunnyside Fire Department. Most people knew him as “Deputy Dog” when he was the town Marshall and he was on call 24 hours a day 7 days a week, because he always felt he had to be there to take care of his “town”. He also worked for Miners Trading Post when the mines were slow or on strike. He worked for 7-Eleven and retired from there. After his retirement he would drive mom to her Tupperware parties and went on many trips together with her. He received many awards throughout his live for his outstanding community service resulting in lasting contributions to his community and nation. Dad enjoyed talking to people and had many different lifelong friendships with people he had met throughout his life.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "helvetica" , "sans-serif";"> John had a strong testimony of the truthfulness of the gospel and was a faithful member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "helvetica" , "sans-serif";"> He is survived by their children: Barbara (Paul) Robinett, Debbie (Vallyn) Bernard, JoAnn Glass, Johnny (Susan) Naylor, Jimmy (Larine) Naylor, Mike (Tammy) Naylor, Michelle (Jim) Gilbert, his grandchildren and great grandchildren; brother, Samuel Gilbert (Leola) Naylor, brothers-in-law Lyman Jensen, Stan (June) Jensen, sisters-in-law, Glenda Jensen, Jean McLellan, Janice (John) Gute, Valene Jensen and Barbara Moon.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "helvetica" , "sans-serif";"> John was preceded in death by his parents John and Margaret Naylor, wife, Barbara Naylor, in-laws Wallace and Lucille Jensen, sister, Jeannie Hess, sisters in laws, Marianne Jensen and Earlene Jensen, brothers in law, Larry Jensen and Allen Jensen, son, Robert Naylor, sons-in-laws, Jason Glass and Sylas Soules, grandsons, Jospeh Levell Robinett, Joshua Naylor, Cody Sherman, and great granddaughter Aiden Martin.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "helvetica" , "sans-serif";"> Funeral service, Wednesday, December 27, 2017, 11:00 a.m. at the Sharon Stake Center; 545 S. 800 E. in Orem, Utah where the family will receive friends between 9:30 to 10:30 prior to services at the stake center. Graveside service will be at the Valley View Cemetery in Sunnyside, Utah at 3:00 p.m. Arrangements entrusted to Mitchell Funeral Home of Price where friends are always welcome daily and may share memories online at </span><a href="http://www.mitchellfuneralhome.net/"><span style="color: #299ecc; font-family: "helvetica" , "sans-serif";">www.mitchellfuneralhome.net</span></a><span style="color: #444444; font-family: "helvetica" , "sans-serif";">.</span></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484212111601884144.post-89831157273674712942017-12-29T08:44:00.002-08:002017-12-29T08:44:57.463-08:00DONALD G REAVELEY<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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1930 ~ 2017<br />
Salt Lake City, UT-Don George Reaveley returned home peacefully Christmas Day,
2017. He was born to George Douglas and Belle (Gentry) Reaveley December 14,
1930, in Consumers, Utah. Don spent his childhood in Hiawatha, UT. He married
Joan Olsen March 15, 1952, and together they had two children, Terrie McCants,
daughter and Don Reaveley, Jr., son. Following Joan's unfortunate passing, Don
married Jean Dickson on May 30, 1981.<br />
At age 15, Don tried to join the United States </span><a href="http://www.legacy.com/memorial-sites/army/?personid=187663595&affiliateID=331" target="_blank" title="Visit U.S. Army Memorial Site to see similar profiles"><span style="color: #034e83; font-family: "inherit","serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Army</span></a><span style="color: #404041; font-family: "Open Sans","serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> but was told to return when he had some whiskers. He did
so when the Korea conflict broke out, was wounded by a mortar round, recovered
and returned to the fight. Later, his vehicle hit an antitank mine leaving him
partially paralyzed for life. For his service, he received two </span><a href="http://www.legacy.com/memorial-sites/purple-heart/?personid=187663595&affiliateID=331" target="_blank" title="Visit Purple Heart Memorial Site to see similar profiles"><span style="color: #034e83; font-family: "inherit","serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">purple heart</span></a><span style="color: #404041; font-family: "Open Sans","serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">s.<br />
Don would go on to be a champion in the Utah Veteran's Community serving as DAV
Chapter Commander, DAV State Department Commander, Chair of the SLC Veteran's
Council, UMVAC Chairman, Purple Heart Commander, and Captain of the Honor Guard
for over 30 years. Don was instrumental in establishing the first veterans home
in Utah, the </span><a href="http://www.legacy.com/memorial-sites/korean-war/?personid=187663595&affiliateID=331" target="_blank" title="Visit Korean War Memorial Site to see similar profiles"><span style="color: #034e83; font-family: "inherit","serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Korean War</span></a><span style="color: #404041; font-family: "Open Sans","serif"; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> Memorial that stands in Memory Grove,
and the bronze statue of Utah Medal of Honor recipient George E. Wahlen.<br />
Don took pride in everything he did, from maintaining a manicured yard to
caring for Jean in the face of Alzheimer's until her last breath. He was smart,
witty, which some claim he got from his son, generous, kind and hard-headed,
the patriarch behind what we comically refer to as the Reaveley
stubbornness.<br />
He is survived by his sisters Virginia Jordan, Price, UT, Laretta (David)
Larsen, Bountiful, UT, son Don Reaveley, Jr., Price, UT, daughter Terrie
McCants, Manhattan, KS, granddaughters Cortney and Lauren Reaveley (Robert
Elkins), both of Price, UT, grandsons Ryan (Denali) McCants, Manhattan, KS, and
Harrison (Brook) McCants, Chattanooga, TN. Also survived by stepchildren Vicki
(Steve) Rogers and Mark (Silvia) Campbell. Preceded in death by his sister,
Mona Cowan, and brother, Clyde Reaveley.<br />
Per Don's request, there will no funeral services. His ashes will be laid to
rest at Cliffview Cemetery in Price, UT. The family expresses sincere appreciation
to the Mervyn Sharp Bennion Central Utah Veteran's Home for all the loving care
given to Don and other veterans. Contributions to the Mervyn Sharp Bennion
Central Utah Veteran's Home, 1551 Main St. Payson, UT 84651 or the Utah Honor
Flight, P.O. Box 42 Richfield, UT 84701, are welcome in Don's memory.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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write this blog for a month. I tried first to use the idea of a Poem, then a
rhyme. It seemed I could make some of the ideas work in each case, but I could
not make it flow smoothly, as I wanted it to. So I decided to just sit down and
write and see what the end product might be?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> First it is obvious that I am not an English
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my wife passed away in 2012 I started Blogging, but just for my family. As one
of my daughters said ,”I hope you document a lot of the stories you have told
us and even some that you did not want to tell. At this point I am not sure how
well I have accomplished either one of these things.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Sister and I started going to lunch together once in a while. Then it became
going more and more and we realized we were going A LOT. At that point we
decided to go to different places, for an ulterior motive of seeing new places,
instead of just to eat. Somewhere in that time frame I decided to do a Blog on
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> We made it a venture to try and go to
different or new places. Really the trip to a new place was often an adventure
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> One day my Sisters husband and I were
reminiscing about the “good old days”, we do that a lot. We had both served in
the USAF in Germany and we both learned to love German food. Of course one has
to eat you know? We both had been told about a German restaurant in Spring
City, Utah that served wonderful German food. We decided to drive down the next
day and have some REAL GERMAN food. We both wanted Wienerschnitzel as we had learned to love it. We thought if
there was a German National food it must be Schnitzel. Imagine how “bummed Out”
we were when it was not even on the menu? We both ordered something else and it
was Ok, but we were disappointed. We talked about the food in Germany and
laughed and agreed that perhaps we were much younger, and we were remembering
the good times we had in Germany and not necessarily the food. It was quite a
trip to Spring City, but I had never been there and it was an interesting
little town. This whole little town is preserved as a National Historic place.
The architecture on most of the houses is very interesting. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> Lately I have been going to McDonalds for
breakfast, more than a little! My Sis goes sometimes but I have found it is a
lot easier to do breakfast there than at home. So I have coined a new name,
perhaps to make the food more tasty. I call it the “McDonalds Gourmet
Breakfast.” A lot of the family tease me about it, but that is OK. It sure is a
lot easier than cooking for one, cleaning up for one and washing dishes for
one. Perhaps on second thought the washing dishes for one is probably a Perk? I
have eaten more Sausage Muffins with orange juice the past few months than I
have in my whole life.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> A lot of times just getting somewhere to eat
is a lot of fun. And some days, if it has been a bad one it is a joy just to go
some place just for a change of scenery. Many times I have picked up my Sis or
she has picked up me and we have no idea where we are going. In the cold winter
we usually picked a place close to home, but now it has warmed up we prefer a
place a little farther from home. EXAMPLE: One day she picked me up (She always
wants to drive—does that mean she does not trust my driving?) and we decided to
just head north. We thought we would just go to North Salt Lake and grab a
sandwich and come back home. However we ended up going to the north end of the
Legacy Highway, or Byway or Parkway—whatever it is called? We were talking when
we passed the first place to get off and we missed it. So we decided we might
as well go to the end of it where it joins I-15. I had not been on that Highway
since they first built it and I was pleasantly surprised. Yes there are a lot
of swamps and slews out there, but they are filled with hundreds of birds of
all kinds and colors. I have never been a bird-watcher but I imagine a lot go
out to Legacy to do their thing. There is also a biking and hiking trail that
would seem to call a younger person to come and take a look. At my age we have
to enjoy the perks while sitting or riding in a car. We stopped at a Mexican
Café in North Salt Lake on the way back home. I cannot recall the name of it
but the food was plentiful and it was good. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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our youth,)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> (We have eaten Snails, snakes and crocodile
and they are so very uncouth.)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> One morning my Sis called me and suggested
we go a diner in Oakley, Utah for lunch. It is an old R/R car that had been
brought to Oakley and converted into a diner. Of course all it takes for me to
go is an invitation and we are gone. Just going up Parleys Summit was worth the
drive. We have had a couple of days of rain and then warm weather for a couple
of days and “Spring has sprung,” as the old saying goes. The ride was beautiful. The trees had leafed
out, the flowers had bloomed and the wild grass was green. Of course I love the
mountain vista’s we have in Utah but I especially noticed it today. I guess I
was just ready for Spring and it was one of those days. The only distraction,
was having to dodge the Orange UDOT cones that seem to grow in the road. We
pulled into the parking lot in Oakley about 11:30 and we knew immediately we
had a problem. The parking lot was EMPTY. There was a little white sign on the
door—Closed Mon-Wed. So what to do? So what to do? Of course I knew exactly
what to do. We went to the Hi-Mountain ice cream shop and got a dish of
Pralines & Cream ice cream to hold us until we found a place to eat lunch.
We are both crippled up with “old age” problems so we went to the local
Cemetery and ate our “goodie” while we sat in the car and decided what to do
about lunch. Of course we knew the ice cream would not hold us all afternoon so
we decided to go to Heber City, then past Deer Creek and down Provo Canyon and
have lunch in Provo.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> (As I said earlier I enjoy the traveling and seeing
different or old places more than the eating lunch.) I told my Sis I remembered
a place that I used to eat at in Pleasant Grove called the “Purple Turtle” way
back in the late 60’s and we decided to find it. It is a little strange,
because almost as soon as I told her that, the place came in view. We ate
there- the food was still good and of course it brought back memories. I guess
finding it like that might be called spontaneous inspiration or serendipity. Ha
Ha.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> It sounds like we go to McDonalds a lot, but
actually we try to venture to other places. A lot of them we know nothing about
and a lot of them turn into an interesting Lunner (lunch/dinner.) <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"> One morning my Sis showed up and asked if I
wanted to go to a new place. She had heard of it and said it was probably a
little pricy but she would like to go and try it. Of course I would! All I need
is an invitation and I am ready to go. It was only a short drive from my home,
so off we went! --- A LITTLE PRICY <b> YES I WOULD SAY SO!</b> It was Tuccis Cucina
Italiana. Yes the food was marvelous, but $50.00 for two of us for lunch? I
told my Sis we needed to splurge once in a while, just to see how the other
half lives, but let’s not make it a habit.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"> There is a definite disadvantage to eating
in the Valley, close to home. There is no new scenery to see, just going and
coming and we have a tendency to just order on the menu what we did the last
time we were there. This does not leave much room for either sightseeing or
trying out new foods and eventually it also gets boring. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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to a copy-cat pasta place for lunch. On the way we were on 4800 South and we
saw a small restaurant with a sign that said, ”Best Hamburgers in Salt Lake
City” or something like that. WE stopped, We ate and yes they were good. We
were our own waiters. When the food was ready she called and we went to the
back and got our food and took it to the table. We also got our own drinks.
When we were finished I talked to the gal who owned the place and she was a one
woman whirlwind. (she cooked, if she could- she served, she answered the phone
and kept the food coming from the freezer to the grill.) I am not sure it was
the Best Burger in Salt Lake but it was very good. We were not in a hurry so we
were the last ones to leave. That left time to talk with her and she has an
interesting story. And yes we have been back a few times.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"> I decided to drive to Saratoga Springs or
Eagle Mountain for lunch one day. I traveled down the old highway past Camp
Williams. I had not been there for a long time and I wanted to see how it had
changed and if they had any interesting new, or old, eating places. I did not
find any except what I have started calling “celluloid palaces.” Also known as
fast food places. They were not interesting so I decided to go up through
Stockton and Tooele to go home.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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did not expect to find an interesting place to eat on the way. However at the
junction for Tooele/Dugway there was a small roadside store, gas station and
Café. There also were about 20 Motorcycles parked in front. I went in and got a
diet-coke, mainly just to (checkout the place). It looked OK so I sat down and
had a burger. I also talked to some of the bikers. They were all from the Salt
Lake area. They were on a week end outing and planned on stopping in the Beaver
City or Cedar City area for the night. I actually had a good time visiting with
some of them. (It reminded me that I think we should take a chance, smile and
talk with strangers. If nothing else we may find a friend.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"> So with not knowing where to start this Blog
and not knowing how I am going to end it, I guess there are at least two things
I end up with. First and most prominent is that the real reason my Sis and I,
and at times my Daughters go out to eat is not really the eating, but the
traveling, the reminiscing and enjoying the beauty of this place we live. I
guess the “Ute” Indians really knew what they were doing, as Ute means ”people
of the mountains”. Of course I grew up at the foot of the mountains and they
are still my favorite place to go for solitude. The second thing I do, when we
go out to eat or whenever we go anyplace, is to try to meet and talk to people.
I have a very strong feeling that most people are friendly. At least I have
found that so in my travels. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"> This was written primarily for my family. It
tends to jump from one place to another—as my train of thought changes. If
anyone who reads it can bond with any of the thoughts, please let me know if I
have company out there in Cyber-Space.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484212111601884144.post-75864035583110801502017-05-24T18:07:00.001-07:002017-05-24T18:07:11.614-07:00William Bert Wilde<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Sunday, April 23, 2017<br />
5:00 to 7:00 p.m.<br />
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Funeral Service<br />
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Price 4th Ward<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484212111601884144.post-71902662222402866362016-11-19T08:40:00.000-08:002016-11-19T08:51:26.339-08:00Shirley (Gentry) Burgess<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Shirley Dean Gentry Burgess
Aug 25, 1934 Nov 17, 2016
Shirley Dean Gentry Burgess, age 82, returned home to her Heavenly
Father on November 17, 2016 after enduring a long struggle with
dementia and other health problems.
Shirley was born August 25, 1934 in Price, Utah to Berniadine Owen
Gentry and John O. Gentry. Shirley grew up in Hiawatha, Utah and was
proud to be a coal miner’s daughter. She married the love of her life,
William (Bill) Garth Burgess on January 28, 1954 and later solemnizing
their marriage in the Salt Lake Temple. They moved to Salt Lake City
Avenues in 1960 making it their home for many years until relocating to
South Jordan, UT in 1995.
What Shirley enjoyed most in life was spending time with her
sweetheart and family. She and her husband Bill were constant
companions. They enjoyed traveling on their motorcycle, visiting all
but four US states. They also loved camping in their trailer and spent
many winters together in Arizona.
Shirley will be remembered as a wonderful wife, mother, grandmother
and greatgrandmother. She also had a special love of animals, even if
they were not her own. She loved life and all that it had to offer.
Shirley is survived by her devoted daughter, VaLair Rupp; and loving
soninlaw Laurie Rupp; three grandchildren: Burkeley (Kate) Rupp,
Carson (Bryan) Stott, Brooklyn (Taylor) Laybourne; seven greatgrandchildren:
Connor Rupp, Parker Stott, Reagan Stott, Boston Stott,
Staten Laybourne, Hudson Laybournce and Bronx Laybourne; brotherinlaw
Jay (Barbara) Martino; sistersinlaw: Myrna (Don) Wallace and
Ruth Burgess. Preceded in death by her parents John and Berniadine
Gentry; husband William Burgess; and sister, Donna Martino.
Shirley’s family is thankful for the example that she was to them and
grateful for the plan of salvation and the knowledge that she has been
reunited with her dear sweetheart “Billy”.
The family is appreciative of the loving care Shirley received from the
staff at Carrington Court and the tender care provided by Inspiration
Hospice.
Funeral services will be held Monday, November 21, 2016, 12:00 noon
at McDougal Funeral Home, 4330 South Redwood Road, where a
viewing will be held from 10:3011:45 a.m. prior to services. Interment,
Salt Lake City Cemetery.
In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to: Humane Society of Utah,
P.O. Box 573659, Murray, UT 841573659.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484212111601884144.post-87517686791840139232016-08-12T14:03:00.000-07:002016-08-12T14:03:02.652-07:00Shoro Budo Obituary<div class="asset-masthead" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Open Sans", sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; margin: 20px 0px 40px; position: relative;">
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Toraichi Budo and Torachiyo Araii, passed away surrounded by his family on
August 2, 2016. He was born September 3, 1928 in Mohrland, Utah. He was raised
in Hiawatha, Utah. Started school at Carbon College in Price Utah where he
later met his wife Lois Christianson whom he was married to for 61 years..
Shoro served his country during World War II as a member of the occupying
forces in Japan and later was stationed at Fort Lewis, Washington during the
Korean War. Following his military service he attended Utah State University,
where he played football and earned a BS in geology. Some years later, with a
wife and 3 kids, went back to school and earned his Master’s degree
specializing in Hydrogeology from the University of Arizona. His work as a
hydrogeologist took him to different parts of the world including Kabul,
Afghanistan and Cochabamba, Bolivia. This love of travel and exploring
different cultures has been passed on to his children. He was an active member
of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter day Saints and served in various
capacities. He worked with the youth and the Boy Scout program, served as a
temple worker and had the wonderful opportunity to serve three missions with
his wife in Okayama, Japan and the Deseret Ranch near Orlando, Florida. Shoro
enjoyed all types of sports and he as an avid runner. He completed 13 marathons
and one of his most memorable experiences was participating in the Boston
Marathon at the age of 61. Shoro will be dearly missed by friends and family.
He is survived by his wife Lois and children Jan, Chris and Tami Budo. A
graveside service will be held in his honor in Spanish Fork Utah on Saturday
August 6, 2016 at 11:00 am<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Multiple Sclerosis for over 25 years. She spent her life in church and family
service. She was loved by all who knew her, and, in spite of the trials and
pains of MS, she rarely complained. LaRue was preceded in death by her parents
and her brother, Jack. She is survived by her daughter, Rebecca (John Thomas)
Jorgensen, her grandchildren, Madison, Arden and Gabriel; her sisters Melba
(Bob) Henderson and Marjorie (Dave) Paur, as well as numerous nieces and nephews.
Funeral services will be held at the Price 10th Ward building Saturday, August
13 at 3:00 p.m. Interment at Cliff View Cemetery.</span></div>
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<strong>ST. GEORGE/PRICE-</strong> Jennie Kolovich Colosimo, age 94, passed away on August 5, 2016 in St. George, UT.<br />
She was born in Mohrland, UT on August 2, 1922 to Mike and Julia Svilar Kolovich.</div>
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She and her husband, John Colosimo, lived for many years in Hiawatha.</div>
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Survived by her children, John (Toni), Portland, OR, Gloria (Errol), Virgin, UT and Frank (Cindy), Mount Juliet, TN; grandchildren, Dina, Kim, Katie and Lisa Colosimo, Trent (Jennifer) Hohrein, and great grandchildren Wyatt, BreeLynn and Ella; cherished nieces and nephews.</div>
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Preceded in death by her parents, her husband, sisters Milka and Mary, brothers Joe, Mike, Eli and Jimmy.</div>
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Graveside service, Thursday, August 11, 2016, 10:00 a.m., Price City Cemetery. Family will receive friends at Mitchell Funeral Home on Thursday one hour prior to the graveside. Arrangements entrusted to Mitchell Funeral Home of Price where friends are always welcome daily and may share memories of Jennie online at www.mitchellfuneralhome.net.</div>
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South Jordan, UT-Paul Raymond Clavell, 89, passed away on August 2, 2016, at his home in South Jordan, UT, surrounded by his family. He was born on March 15, 1927, in Mohrland, UT, to Felix and Nellie (Beveridge) Clavell. Paul served in <a class="MicrositeKeyword" href="http://www.legacy.com/memorial-sites/ww2/?personid=180919634&affiliateID=832" id="InlineMicrositeLink_WWII" style="border: 0px; color: #034e83; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank" title="Visit WWII Memorial Site to see similar profiles">WWII</a> in the Army Air Corps as a chief mechanic on B-29 aircraft. He married the girl of his dreams, Arlene Peterson. They were sealed in the Salt Lake Temple and were blessed with four children, and adopted others through love. Paul worked at Jordan Builders Supply in West Jordan for more than 35 years. He truly enjoyed people, and his love and sense of humor brought others to love him. He loved fishing and teaching his children and grandchildren to fish. Paul served faithfully in the LDS Church and remained dedicated to his faith all of his life. He lived well, died peacefully, and is now reunited with his beloved wife. He is survived by his children Susan, Paula (Rod Thorstrom), Denise (John Bass), Richard "Skip" (Julie Jorgensen), Maria "Tochi" (Kelvin Green), Reiko Ise, and many grandchildren and great-grandchildren. (Dad always said all of his grandchildren are "great.") Funeral Services will be held Saturday, August 6th at 11 AM, at the LDS church building, 4881 W. Cindy Lane (9600 So.), South Jordan, UT, with viewings Friday, August 5th, 6 PM to 8 PM and Saturday from 10 AM to 10:45 AM at the same location.<br />
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Lorraine passed away peacefully in the early-morning hours of July sixteenth. Born to Lloyd and Belle Black in Hiawatha, Utah, she lost her mother when just eleven years of age. In the midst of the Great Depression, she cared for four younger siblings, the youngest of whom was not yet two. She finally gave up on her own schooling at fourteen.<br />
She wed a handsome Air Force cadet, David A. Self, Jr., when just sixteen. Moving about every two years, she gave birth to Larry in Panama, Sande in Louisiana, Greg in New Mexico and Jennifer in Nevada. She and David divorced, after which she traveled all over Europe, visiting castle ruins of ancient ancestors in Scotland and the humble home of those in Northern Ireland who joined the LDS Church and came to Nauvoo, Illinois. She had a special love for England.<br />
She later married Henry Mathis in the Jordan River Temple. Her dearest wish has been to see her mother again, but in the ensuing years, she lost her father, her husband, both sons, a grandson and a daughter. She is enjoying a glorious reunion with the many loved ones who preceded her in death.<br />
Lorraine is survived by daughter Sande (Jim) Bell; siblings Don (Terry), Bruce and Bill (Claudya) Black and Elaine (Lynn) Eatchel; twelve grandchildren and many great-grandchildren.<br />
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HELPER- It is with great sadness and broken hearts that we announce the passing of Sheldon Grant Babcock on July 10, 2016 after a long illness. Grant was a devoted son, husband, dad, best grandpa, great grandpa, and friend to many.</div>
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He was born on April 10, 1929 in Hiawatha, Utah to Vardes Andrew Babcock and Mary Albertson Babcock. He grew up in Castle Gate (Willow Creek), Utah and graduated from Carbon High School in 1947, and the College of Eastern Utah in 1948.</div>
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He married Lorraine Chesnik on June 30, 1950. They lived, loved, laughed and danced together for the following 66 years. She was his sweet Lorraine to the very last day. They became parents to a beloved son, David, and cherished daughter, Shelly.</div>
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Grant had a great interest in automobiles. He followed his dad into the coal mining industry to buy his first car. He was a proud member of the UMWA, and served as a moderator between labor and management for many years. He was the last survivor of a mine explosion, which claimed the lives of nine of his friends and co-workers on December 16, 1963. After serving on the rescue team for two days he walked away, never to return again. In 1965 he established his own business, Grant’s Distributing Company, and managed it successfully for the next 32 years.</div>
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He loved the outdoors, fishing, hunting, and snowmobile riding with family and friends. Grant was a life member of the Price Elks Lodge #1550. He served every chair office and was elected Exalted Ruler in 1965-66, during the lodge’s glory days with 900 members. He also served on the Board of Trustees for 20 years, guiding the principles of the lodge and supporting community charities. Grant lived by their code of Charity, Justice, Fidelity, and Brotherly Love. For 50 years, he placed the Elks Memorial flags on deceased member’s graves at the Helper Cemetery, because an Elk member is never forgotten.</div>
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Grant was a gentle man who had the ability to build or repair everything and anything including a broken toy or a broken heart. One of his most enjoyable hobbies was automobiles. He owned many and was an expert mechanic. His favorite was a 1930 Ford Model A Roadster, which he restored to perfection with his son. He was a member of the Pair-A-Dice Car Club and won numerous trophies at car shows.</div>
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He and Lorraine were honored as Grand Marshalls of the Helper Christmas parade in 2004, which was great fun. He was a member of the S.N.P.J. Lodge #689 in Helper and served as President for 30 years from 1986 to 2016. He was co-chairman of the Slovenian Day Picnic for 25 years.</div>
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After he retired, he and Lorraine traveled the world from Hawaii to Rome, and Canada to Mexico, and many great places along the way, but his favorite place was their home at 5th Avenue in Helper, among his friends and loving family.</div>
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Survived by his wife, Lorraine; son, Dave (Gaye) Babcock, Spring Glen; daughter, Shelly (Jim) Stephenson, Houston, Texas; grandchildren, Michelle (Sam) Slaughter, Stefanie (Dave) Mumford, Chas (Emily) Morris, and Jenna-Raine Morris; six great granddaughters, Cheyanne, Ashlyn, Kaydi Jo, Faith Marie, Isabella Raine, Mackenna; one great grandson, William Grant.</div>
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He was the last leaf on his family tree. Preceded in death by his parents; two brothers, Bill and Frank; two sisters, Leona Coles and Vivian Laursen; his loving in-laws, Joe, Jennie, and JoAnn Chesnik Couch.</div>
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Dad was deeply loved and admired. We shall miss him every moment until we meet again. How sweet it is to love and be loved.</div>
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Special thanks to the staff and caregivers at Pinnacle Nursing/Rehab and Symbii Home Health.</div>
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Funeral Mass, Thursday, July 14, 2016, 10:00 a.m., St. Anthony Catholic Church. Vigil service, Wednesday evening, 8:00 p.m., St. Anthony Catholic Church. Family will receive friends Wednesday and Thursday at the church one hour prior to service. Interment, Mt. View Cemetery, Helper. Arrangements entrusted to Mitchell Funeral Home of Price where friends are always welcome daily and may share memories of Grant online at www.mitchellfuneralhome.net. In lieu of flowers please make contributions to the Price Elks Lodge #1550 to support their charity programs.</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484212111601884144.post-13069213827738673132016-05-13T13:38:00.003-07:002016-05-13T13:38:28.307-07:00Olive P. Paras Obituary<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white;">1926 ~ 2016<br />Salt Lake City-Olive Petrogeorge Paras loving wife, mother, and "Yiayia" passed away peacefully on Mother's Day, May 8, 2016, in Salt Lake City. She was born in Hiawatha Utah on March 31,1926, to Chris and Pauline Petrogeorge. Olive married her true love, Gus John Paras, on June 17, 1952. They spent nearly all of their time together, running the family business, Paras Market. Their devotion to each other and loving bond was obvious to all who knew them. Olive was astonishingly kind. Children raised in the area fondly remember her passing out candy and putting a dime in the grocery store's mechanical horse to give them a free ride. The first thing most people noticed about Olive was her beautiful hair. She took pride in many different styles over the years but the rich black color never changed. In her later years she had more time to crochet, garden and enjoy her 1926 ~ 2016</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">Salt Lake City-Olive Petrogeorge Paras loving wife, mother, and "Yiayia" passed away peacefully on Mother's Day, May 8, 2016, in Salt Lake City. She was born in Hiawatha Utah on March 31,1926, to Chris and Pauline Petrogeorge. Olive married her true love, Gus John Paras, on June 17, 1952. They spent nearly all of their time together, running the family business, Paras Market. Their devotion to each other and loving bond was obvious to all who knew them. Olive was astonishingly kind. Children raised in the area fondly remember her passing out candy and putting a dime in the grocery store's mechanical horse to give them a free ride. The first thing most people noticed about Olive was her beautiful hair. She took pride in many different styles over the years but the rich black color never changed. In her later years she had more time to crochet, garden and enjoy her love of cooking for her husband. If you were one of the lucky ones, you received a plate of delicious Greek cookies at Christmas time, or a set of beautifully crocheted dish cloths on special occasions.<br />Her husband's passing last December was one of the hardest things that Olive endured and she never stopped longing for their eternal reunion. She is survived by her three sons Nick (Kathy) Paras, Jim Paras (Ken Powell) and Michael (Lisa) Paras and two grandchildren Gus Nick Paras and James Michael Paras. Olive was the last of her siblings to depart this earth. But she leaves behind many nieces and nephews who were touched by her kind and caring nature.<br />Special thanks to Rosewood Assisted Living for her stay there and to Care Source Hospice Center for their compassionate care during her final days.<br />Olive and Gus were lifelong, faithful members of the Greek Orthodox Church. Funeral services will be held on Saturday May 14th at 11:00 am at the Holy Trinity Greek Orthodox Church, 279 S. 300 W. Friends and family may call at the church for the viewing planned one hour prior to the service. Interment will follow at Mt. Olivet Cemetery. Online Condolences may be made at <a href="http://www.memorialutah.com/" rel="nofollow" style="border: 0px; color: #034e83; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_new">www.MemorialUtah.com</a></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">- See more at: http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/saltlaketribune/obituary.aspx?n=olive-petrogeorge-paras&pid=179944412#sthash.w89hm4u3.dpuflove of cooking for her husband. If you were one of the lucky ones, you received a plate of delicious Greek cookies at Christmas time, or a set of beautifully crocheted dish cloths on special occasions.<br />Her husband's passing last December was one of the hardest things that Olive endured and she never stopped longing for their eternal reunion. She is survived by her three sons Nick (Kathy) Paras, Jim Paras (Ken Powell) and Michael (Lisa) Paras and two grandchildren Gus Nick Paras and James Michael Paras. Olive was the last of her siblings to depart this earth. But she leaves behind many nieces and nephews who were touched by her kind and caring nature.<br />Special thanks to Rosewood Assisted Living for her stay there and to Care Source Hospice Center for their compassionate care during her final days.<br />Olive and Gus were lifelong, faithful members of the Greek Orthodox Church. Funeral services will be held on Saturday May 14th at 11:00 am at the Holy Trinity Greek Orthodox Church, 279 S. 300 W. Friends and family may call at the church for the viewing planned one hour prior to the service. Interment will follow at Mt. Olivet Cemetery. Online Condolences may be made at <a href="http://www.memorialutah.com/" rel="nofollow" style="border: 0px; color: #034e83; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_new">www.MemorialUtah.com</a></span></div>
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Our beloved father, brother, uncle, and grandfather Glenn Maxwell Davis, age 83, passed away February 27th, 2016 at the Intermountain Medical Center in Murray, UT from complications caused by multiple myeloma cancer.</div>
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Glenn was born September 4th, 1932 in Mohrland, Utah to LeRoy Payton Davis and Ruth Helen Rons. He grew up in the central Utah mining community of Hiawatha where he first developed his love of the great outdoors. He enjoyed sports, especially baseball, and was an avid fisherman, hunter, and camper throughout his life. After four years active duty in the US Navy (1951-1955), Glenn attended Utah State University graduating in 1960 with a degree in Biology. He went to work for the Utah Division of Wildlife Resources where he was employed for 34 years as a fisheries biologist.</div>
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In 1967, Glenn married Dawn Joan Allred, a beautiful schoolteacher from Grantsville, UT who was working in Price. Their marriage was solemnized in the Salt Lake City temple in 1976. They made their home together in Granger (West Valley City) until Joan's untimely death in 2005.</div>
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As a father, Glenn set an example of integrity and hard work. He provided financial support and emotional encouragement to his children as they pursued their interests-whether in music, sports, cosmetology training, higher education, or starting a business. He also transmitted a love of nature to the many Boy Scouts he mentored and to his family.</div>
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Upon retiring from the "Fish and Game," Glenn spent much of his time camping, fishing, gardening, caring for his numerous fruit trees, canning peaches and tomatoes, and cooking special Dutch-oven dinners for the family. He maintained ties with several Hiawatha friends living in the Salt Lake City area and looked forward to regular breakfasts with them. He also served for five years as an ordinance worker in the Jordan River Temple.</div>
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Preceded in death by his wife Joan Allred Davis, his brother LeRoy Conrad Davis (killed in action, 1943) and his sisters Hazel Marie and Fern Stella. Survived by his sister Faun Cole of Douglas, WY, his brother Gary Davis of Albuquerque, NM; his four children Daniel, Timothy (Fumi), Anthony (Nicole), and Amanda; six grandchildren and numerous nieces and nephews.</div>
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Funeral services will be held Saturday, March 5, 2016 at 11:00 am at the LDS chapel located at 3150 W. Whitehall Dr. (3985 S.) in West Valley City, UT with a viewing 1 hour prior to services. Friends may attend an additional viewing Friday, March 4th from 6-8 pm at the McDougal Funeral Home (4330 Redwood Rd). Interment will take place at Valley View Memorial Park.</div>
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Our beloved father, brother, uncle, and grandfather Glenn Maxwell Davis, age 83, passed away February 27th, 2016 at the Intermountain Medical Center in Murray, UT from complications caused by multiple myeloma cancer.<br />
Glenn was born September 4th, 1932 in Mohrland, Utah to LeRoy Payton Davis and Ruth Helen Rons. He grew up in the central Utah mining community of Hiawatha where he first developed his love of the great outdoors. He enjoyed sports, especially baseball, and was an avid fisherman, hunter, and camper throughout his life. After four years active duty in the <a class="MicrositeKeyword" href="http://www.legacy.com/memorial-sites/navy/?personid=177892234&affiliateID=832" id="InlineMicrositeLink_Navy" style="border: 0px; color: #034e83; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank" title="Visit Navy Memorial Site to see similar profiles">US Navy</a> (1951-1955), Glenn attended Utah State University graduating in 1960 with a degree in Biology. He went to work for the Utah Division of Wildlife Resources where he was employed for 34 years as a fisheries biologist.<br />
In 1967, Glenn married Dawn Joan Allred, a beautiful schoolteacher from Grantsville, UT who was working in Price. Their marriage was solemnized in the Salt Lake City temple in 1976. They made their home together in Granger (West Valley City) until Joan's untimely death in 2005.<br />
As a father, Glenn set an example of integrity and hard work. He provided financial support and emotional encouragement to his children as they pursued their interests-whether in music, sports, cosmetology training, higher education, or starting a business. He also transmitted a love of nature to the many Boy Scouts he mentored and to his family.<br />
Upon retiring from the "Fish and Game," Glenn spent much of his time camping, fishing, gardening, caring for his numerous fruit trees, canning peaches and tomatoes, and cooking special Dutch-oven dinners for the family. He maintained ties with several Hiawatha friends living in the Salt Lake City area and looked forward to regular breakfasts with them. He also served for five years as an ordinance worker in the Jordan River Temple.<br />
Preceded in death by his wife Joan Allred Davis, his brother LeRoy Conrad Davis (killed in action, 1943) and his sisters Hazel Marie and Fern Stella. Survived by his sister Faun Cole of Douglas, WY, his brother Gary Davis of Albuquerque, NM; his four children Daniel, Timothy (Fumi), Anthony (Nicole), and Amanda; six grandchildren and numerous nieces and nephews.<br />
Funeral services will be held Saturday, March 5, 2016 at 11:00 am at the LDS chapel located at 3150 W. Whitehall Dr. (3985 S.) in West Valley City, UT with a viewing 1 hour prior to services. Friends may attend an additional viewing Friday, March 4th from 6-8 pm at the McDougal Funeral Home (4330 Redwood Rd). Interment will take place at Valley View Memorial Park.</div>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484212111601884144.post-83598789232311077642016-01-10T12:31:00.000-08:002016-01-10T12:31:19.667-08:00Evelyn (Christensen) Petty Obituary<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Evelyn Christensen Petty, age 95, passed away January 8, 2016 in Taylorsville, Utah of conditions due to age. Born March 4, 1920 in Castlegate, Utah, 10th child of Neils Christian Christensen and Helga Erickson. Married to Boyd Albert Petty on November 6, 1942 in Hiawatha, Utah, later solemnized in the Salt Lake Temple on April 16, 1954.<br />
All her life, loved being a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and served as visiting teacher, teacher, leader and music chorister, pianist and choir member. Enjoyed serving in the Jordan River Temple Baptistry for 25 years.<br />
Survived by son, Stanley Boyd Petty and wife Vicky, Magna; daughter, Lorraine Nielsen and husband John, Logan; and son Douglas Craig Petty and wife Gayla, Flower Mound, Texas; 18 grandchildren, 65 great-grandchildren and 4 great-great grandchildren.<br />
Funeral services will be held Tuesday, January 12 at 11:00 am at the Granger Ward, 2850 W. 3835 So. West Valley City, Utah, 84119. Friends may call Monday, January 11, 2016, 6:00-8:00 pm at McDougal Funeral Home, 4330 So. Redwood Road, Taylorsville, Utah or at the Granger Ward Tuesday,10:00-10:45 am prior to the funeral. Interment, South Jordan City Cemetery.</div>
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<span style="font-family: georgia, palatino; font-size: 14px;">James Alfred Hoopes was called home unexpectedly on December 28, 2015, in Phoenix, Arizona.<br />James lovingly known as Jimmie is survived by his wife, Sandi Hoopes of Lyman, Wyoming; Children, James D. (Carol) Hoopes, Rick (Debby) Hoopes, Pam (Bob) Brown all of Lyman, Wyoming, Randy (Corrine) Hoopes of Roy, Utah, Kris (Merrill) Stringer of Robertson, Wyoming, Cliff (Donna) Hoopes of Fort Bridger, Wyoming, and Kari (John) Combs of Queen Creek, Arizona. James is also survived by multiple nieces and nephews as well as his only surviving sister-in-law, Dorothy Livingston of Price, Utah. Additionally, his legacy continues in the hearts of 26 grandchildren, 59 great-grandchildren, and 30 great-great-grandchildren, and his service dog Maggie. He is preceded in death by his parents, Burl and Mildred Hoopes of Lyman, Wyoming, five siblings, Reed Livingston, Leona Thomas, Mildred Siddoway, Dorothy Wilder, and Burl Hoopes, as well as his grandson Jeremy Hoopes, his great-granddaughter Ashlee Saunders, and his loving pet and eighth child Rogue.<br />Jimmie was born on June 22, 1929 in Lyman, Wyoming to Burl O. and Mildred Hoopes. He married the love of his life, Sandi Padgett, legally on May 27, 1975. The marriage was later solemnized in the Logan, Utah Temple on August 4, 1980. Their lives took form in Lyman, Wyoming where he ran heavy equipment for construction but his love was shearing sheep which he pursued for 61 years. He taught all of his children, and then grandchildren how to work hard. His children remember him as a loving, driven, and family oriented man who encouraged them to follow their dreams.<br />Jimmie was accomplished in shearing sheep and was the Vice President, and later on President of the Sheep Shearer’s Union for 26 years. He was the oldest member of the Sheep Shearer’s Union until his death. Shearing sheep was a true passion for Jimmie. Over his many years of working sheep, he sheared over one million collectively, and two million including tagging sheep. He also volunteered his time to shearing sheep for local 4-H participants. Jimmie was an active member of the LDS Church and a Home Teacher for 32 years. He never once missed a visit. Jimmie had a love of travel and the outdoors. He taught all of his children and grandchildren to hunt and fish. He would often take them on picnics, a long drive, and to hunt rocks. <br />Funeral service will be held on Monday, January 4, 2015 at 1pm at the Lyman LDS Stake Center in Urie. Viewing will be held Sunday evening at the church from 6 to 8pm as well as 1 hour prior to the service on Monday. Interment will follow at the Lyman, Wyoming Cemetery.<br />In lieu of flowers, a fund has been set up at Wells Fargo Bank for Jim Hoopes Memorial Fund to benefit his wife Sandi, as he would have wanted. </span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484212111601884144.post-35238054087186346932015-12-13T12:06:00.001-08:002015-12-13T12:08:42.809-08:00Robert E. Wilde obit<br />
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Robert Wilde
September 23, 1929 - December 11, 2015
Robert Earl Wilde, 86, passed away Friday, December 11, 2015. Funeral Services for
Robert will be held Wednesday, December 16th, at 12:00 noon, at the Garden Cove Ward
Chapel, 1945 West 9000 South, West Jordan, Utah, where a Viewing will be held prior
from 9:30 am to 11:30 am. Interment in Provo City Cemetery.
Funeral Directors: Utah Valley Mortuary.<br />
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Love. You did it so perfectly for 86 years. Born September 23, 1929 to Earl Heber and Loyas Ora Christensen Wilde, that love filled the arms of your dear parents. On December 11, 2015 it was that love we felt as you left the arms of your sweetheart and family here on earth, and were welcomed with warm embrace by your parents, brothers, sister, and grand-daughter. Robert Earl Wilde, we will forever cherish you as our husband, father, and grandpa.<br />
From your childhood in Hiawatha, raising your family in Provo, and your new home in West Jordan, your imaginative and infectious personality created life-long friendships you cherished and celebrated. You had a great love for country as evidenced by your honorable service to the Air Force and your career as a US Postal worker. Your desire to serve others drew you to these positions and we will always remember your excitement and personal touch in delivering call letters to missionary families. <br />
Your love for competition was visible in cheering for BYU, watching the NY Yankees, playing golf, and beating your family in cards with a grin that could not be contained. We would gladly lose one last time to see that smile again. <br />
Above all, your love of family and your Savior guided everything you did. Your dedication to Christ as an active member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and a servant of the Lord in His Temple stands as an example for us. You loved your wife, Renee Dawn Worthen more than life itself and prepared for that special day on June 24, 1955 when you were sealed for time and all eternity in the Manti Temple. Your three children, Mitchell (Jennifer), Stuart (Jamie), and Debbie (Bob) were your greatest accomplishment and your grandchildren your pride and joy. How grateful we are for your example of humility, selflessness, humor, loyalty and service. We will miss you and always strive to love as you did. <br />
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1945 W. 9000 S. West Jordan, UT 84088 <br />
Viewing 9:30-11:30am Funeral 12:00pmUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484212111601884144.post-70893609045724532062015-11-16T09:24:00.003-08:002015-11-16T09:25:11.530-08:00Three Military guys.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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