Ellen Margaret Larson Roberts Welsh passed away, Thursday, November 20, 2014 in Provo, Utah. She was born June 20, 1923, in Salt Lake City, Utah, to Israel Tycko and Ellen Laura Johansson Larson. She was a first-generation American and very proud of her Swedish ancestry. She moved with her parents to Springville, Utah, when she was six months old and lived there all her life.
She loved two men during her lifetime: James Stanley Roberts whom she married August 30, 1941. They had four children: Ronnie Roberts, Jan (Michael) Groneman, Jeffrey McIntyre Roberts, and Kirk (Cay) Larson Roberts. They later divorced in August, 1961.
She then married William J. Welsh, Jr., May 4, 1968, and they divorced in March, 1980
Mom worked as a secretary to the superintendent of Utilities at Geneva Steel, during World War II; secretary to the Utah County Auditor and later as secretary to the manager of Mountain Fuel Supply, Provo Division.
She was a devoted and dependable wife, mother, and grandmother, and had close-knit lifelong friendships. All of her grandchildren and great grandchildren especially loved her and she had a fondness for them.
As a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, Margaret held callings in the Sunday School and Relief Society. She was active in the Jr. Chamber of Commerce; past-president of the Hafen-Dallin Club; past-president of Utah County Cosmopolitan Club and several Bridge and luncheon clubs. She was a proud member of the Democratic Party and attended the 1960 Los Angeles National Convention which elected John F. Kennedy. She was thrilled when she met President Kennedy and spoke often of that time.
She is survived by two of her children Jan (Michael) Groneman and Kirk (Cay) Roberts of Springville, 14 grandchildren, 40 great-grandchildren, and one great-great grandchild. She was preceded in death by her parents, her daughter, Ronnie Roberts, and her son, Jeffrey McIntyre Roberts.
Funeral services will be held Tuesday, November 25, 2014, 11:00 a.m., at the LDS Stake Center at 350 N 400 E in Springville. Friends may call Monday from 6-8 p.m. at Wheeler Mortuary, 211 E 200 S, Springville and Tuesday at the church prior to services from 10-10:45 a.m. Burial will be in the Springville Evergreen Cemetery.
Jan and Kirk would like to thank Rob Stokes, Bonnie Ballard and Cami Jensen for their loving care of Margaret.
In lieu of flowers, Margaret has requested that donations be made to the Utah State Hospital Forgotten Patient Christmas Project.
The Man passed away early Friday morning. I feel a lot of pressure to write something extraordinary about him so you’ll all know what a badass he is. I can’t do it. There’s no one story to sum that up. I’ll just write facts instead.
He can fit a whole crawdad up his nose. We have documented proof and witnesses.
He can fold his hand into itself and make it completely flat. It looks like a hamburger or something.
He doesn’t like pickles. And, along with his work minions, he sometimes electrified them. (There’s a video on YouTube.)
He made it all through his voluminously misspent youth without making a single dry ice bomb. (I know. It blew me away too.) Thankfully he married a pro and he was a quick learner.
He liked vanilla bean ice cream. He ate it every day.
He never learned how to apologize. He was utter crap at it. Even after I showed him the “How To Apologize” sign at Jimmy John’s. Oh well.
He has superhuman man strength and goes through shoes laces like some people use toilet paper. He was always breaking them. We bought 4-5 packages at a time.
He has an amazing body. I just have to say it. It’s true. The dude lived a rugged and manly lifestyle that included chopping wood, carrying me around, and moving one million pound servers on the regular. From an early age The Kid complained about it. She preferred to cuddle with me because “Mom has all the soft tissue. You’re just hard!”
He had a lisp that got much better after his jaw surgery….but that never stopped us from asking him to say “Sally sells seashells by the seashore.”
He’s not great at laundry. Mostly because he can’t tell if a shirt is inside out or not. He can’t tell the difference between socks and sometimes he matches one of his HUUUUUUUGE black socks with one of my dainty white socks.
It was like Face Blindness…but with socks.
He had terrible table manners. Not the worst…but they weren’t good. The concept of “This area here….with my plate and cup and stuff? That’s like a private thing where you have to knock to enter or something. Don’t go there unless you have permission.” made no sense to him. On more than one occasion he drank out of other people’s glasses. He couldn’t be bothered with territorial issues and he didn’t notice if he suddenly started drinking a completely different beverage. We used to sit back and watch him do this. Every time he did it he was shocked and denied it. I think he thought we were making it up.
We were at an Aerosmith concert once and he started drinking from a cup on the floor. He spit it out and complained about our drink being watery and tasting weird.
We hadn’t bought any drinks.
EVERYONE spent at least 20 minutes helping him look for his keys/wallet/phone/shoes. Every. Day.
He was the Chuck Norris Ninja of misplacing items. One time he lost his phone because he had put it down while building a server. Almost a year later he was doing some maintenance on it and finally found his phone sitting inside it. I’m not sure if he ever told his work.
He built tools into our walls. We usually find at least a screwdriver when we have to replace sheet rock he’s previously replaced.
One of his wedding rings is forever cemented into our front porch. (I eventually stopped buying them for him.)
I drove to his work all the time to bring keys to him because he had locked them in his car. One time I had to bring gas and keys because he had locked himself out of the truck while it was running…and he couldn’t get back into work because he had left his keycard in his wallet. On his desk. It was winter. And 3AM. (He was the only DBA at that job and spent many nights working nerd voodoo on servers.)
He rarely knew what day of the week it was, or which month it was. Transient things like that weren’t important to him. Because of this, almost every birthday was a surprise party. “It’s *MY* birthday?! Didn’t I just have one?”
He told an inappropriate joke the first time he met my grandparents. It was at the Thanksgiving dinner table. Only my grandpa laughed. My grandpa had dementia. They got along great.
He LOOOOOVES stupid jokes!! And cat videos. He would watch cat videos with The Kid and giggle until tears streamed down his face. They would have to pause the video so he could blow his nose and wipe his eyes.
He was a great dad. The last time he made The Kid’s lunch for school, in 1st grade, he packed her 11 Gobstoppers instead of a sandwich.
He was directionally challenged when it came to writing in cards. He always wrote with the card upside down, sideways, or even on the front or back. What he wrote was hilarious, so we forgave him. Examples “Thank you for the honey bear, we fight over it every night at dinner.” “CA is making me send Thank-You cards. That means when she reads this she will find out that you gave us fudge. I did not share it. Life is hard…” He wrote this last one to a favorite aunt and uncle “1. Do NOT (this bit was underlined several times) believe anything that Nathan says about what happens in Utah. Children start lying when they move out. I’m sure he is. 2. Thank you for the pasta and cinnamon. I later learned that they were not intended to be together in the same recipe. Whew!”
He’s the reason The Kid told the Helen Keller joke to her kindergarten teacher. “Why can’t Helen Keller drive? ‘Cause she’s A WOMAN!” That was a memorable teacher meeting, The Man couldn’t stop laughing through it…”Oh man! That’s such a good joke, though! You’d expect it’s because she’s blind….”
It was more work than it should have been to explain the reason Mrs. Porter didn’t laugh wasn’t because she didn’t “get” the joke.
He hated sports. He never learned the terms and he didn’t know the rules. It caused him to yell out things like “PUNT THE GOAL STICK!” and ask questions like “Didn’t you tell me it was illegal to run with the ball? But…THAT’S ALL THESE GUYS ARE DOING!” We were watching football. He was talking about the no traveling rule in basketball.
He misheard lyrics to every song not sung by Metallica. Including nursery rhymes. “My Bonny Lies Over The Ocean” is not a song about cremated lovers. Billy Joel’s “Shameless” is not a song about emasculating men through body hair removal.
His Andy Griffith obsession was unhealthy.
He had amazing moments where he knew the right thing to say…like the time we watched a movie that made both of us cry. I’m talking hardcore holding onto each other and bawling our ever-loving eyes out for almost two hours. It was ridiculous! After it was over, I turned to him and sobbed out, “Holy curse word here! That was intense! I did NOT know it was gonna be like that! We need to watch something to lighten the mood.”
Through tears of his own, he shot back, “Sooooo….Schindler’s List?”
He was imperfect. He tried not to be. He’s my favorite. He’s the reason my stories are good.
Survived by his beautiful wife of 18 years, CarrieAnne, and favorite daughter, Tessa. Also survived by his mother, Debbie Romere, father, Kelvin Barrus, his favorite other mother, Peg Richards, siblings, Jim, David, Matt, Jared, Anika, Elyse, and many other family members who adored him.
Wake without casket-Wednesday November 19th, 6:00-8:00pm at the 1440 East 900 South chapel in Springville
Funeral-Thursday November 20th, 11:00am at the 1440 East 900 South chapel in Springville One hour prior, friends may call
Stormie Jean Crawford was born on May 18, 2011. In the middle of the warm month of May, a surprising winter storm ushered her into this world and we were certain that “Stormie” was a fitting name.
From the first day we met her, Stormie brought light and joy into all of our lives. Everybody, especially her older brother Tate, was enthralled by her brilliant, sweet spirit. Friends and family were eager and excited to watch Stormie and she loved to play with all of her cousins. She always wore a huge grin from ear to ear and was a joy to be around. Her nickname was “Squish” because she had such sweet, big, squishy cheeks when she smiled.
Stormie grew like a weed and excelled at everything she did. She loved to look fabulous and it wasn’t surprising to see her simultaneously wearing a crown, a hair bow, a dress with another skirt underneath, sparkly shoes and a bejeweled purse on her shoulder. She had a love for shoes and would probably wear twenty pairs at a time if she could figure out how.
For Halloween, Stormie was the Queen Elsa from the Disney movie “Frozen.” Since then, Stormie would tell anybody that would listen that her name was “Elsa.” Stormie loved ponies and her brother, Tate, taught her to love dinosaurs. She was learning how to ride her bike by herself and was excited to ride with Tate.
About a week before her passing, we kneeled down for our nightly family prayers. Jokingly we told Stormie it was her turn to say the prayers. Without any further prompting she bowed her head and said a flawless prayer from start to finish. We all stared at her in awe as she raised her head and smiled at us like nothing new had happened. We were so excited that we asked her to pray for the next three nights. This is evidence of her very special spirit. Everybody that met her, loved her, and Stormie loved everybody she met.
Stormie was granted her angel wings on November 10, 2014. “May you fly with magic wings, on clouds so soft and white, May your heart be joyful, and your days be bathed in light. And though our hearts are broken, and your life was far too short, we thank you, sweetest angel, for the happiness you brought.”
Funeral services will be held Saturday, November 15, 2014 at 11 a.m. in the LDS Church at 1600 N. 1880 W., Provo. There will be a viewing at the church from 10:00 to 10:45 prior to the services. Burial will be in the Orem City Cemetery under the direction of Wheeler Mortuary.
Mary Belle Bertoglio passed away Saturday, November 8, 2014 at home at the age of 86. She was born December 4, 1927 in Cresta Butte, Colorado. She married Barney Dino Bertoglio on December 23, 1944 in Helper, Utah. They moved to Utah County in 1951.
She always loved Cresta Butte. After her mother passed away, she had to quit school at grade 6 to raise her family.
She enjoyed cooking and she always had candy for us whenever we visited. She took pride in her yard, especially her roses. She loved to handy work and gave a lot of her items away. She loved spending time on her front porch waving to all who came by. The neighborhood children loved to visit her and bring her cookies.
Mom is survived by her three daughters, Mary Claudette Black Henderson, Lana Gren (Gordon), Victoria Salisbury (Rick), six grandchildren, twenty-three and one in January great grandchildren, three great-great grandchildren and one sister Roselyn Dame. She was preceded in death by her husband Barney, two son-in-laws, Norman Black and Dee Henderson. One granddaughter Kimberly Fox, one grandson David Hall Black, four sisters and one brother.
Funeral services will be held Friday November 14, at 11:00 am. There will be a Rosary at Wheeler Mortuary at 211S 200 E, Springville, Utah. There will be a viewing on Thursday November 13 at Wheeler’s from 6-8pm and prior to the service at 10:00 -10:45. Interment will be in the Springville Evergreen Cemetery.
We want to thank all the neighbors and well wishers. Mom was the “Grand Lady” of Bingo.
DeLoris LeEtta Westman Combs Percy, age 93, died of natural causes Oct 30, 2014. Born in a sod house outside of Callaway, Custer County, NE, 21 July, 1921 to Almer Nathaniel Westman and Alma E Anderson. Married Howard Blaine Combs, deceased, one daughter Shari Combs Palmer. Married Howard Harold Percy deceased, one son James Marvin Percy.
Mother had a wide variety of work, hobbies & interests throughout her long life: “number one helper on the farm as a child of the Depression”. After graduating 8th grade, she moved to North Platte, working as a house maid, baby sitter, waitress, & tele-type operator for the Postal Telegraph Company.
The family of four moved from a farm south of Paxton, NE to UT in 1961; first living in Maeser. In Jan, 1962, DeLoris joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints & became a life-long enthusiast of genealogy, typing reams of pages of family names on her little Royal typewriter. She loves the Lord & serving & giving to others. The family moved to Heber City, UT when James was in High School. She helped build, & owned & operated a dry cleaning-laundromat business there. She later managed a Plaster Craft store in Orem, UT teaching painting on kiln-fired plaster & taking oil painting on canvas classes for years.
DeLoris loves people in general & children in particular. Always a gardener, she especially enjoys flowers, but ballroom dancing is probably her favorite pastime.
She was preceded in death by one brother, Harry, died 11 April, 1925. One sister, Alice Marie McKenna Wolford, 21, Aug, 2010.
DeLoris is survived by one daughter Shari (Blaine) Palmer, one son James Marvin (Kathy Jo) Percy, 5 grandchildren: LeAnne (Shawn) Mahoney, Trenton Percy, Jeremiah (Jessika) Percy, Blaine Percy, Rebecca (Rob) Cox, 6 gr grandchildren: Megan Mahoney, Madelynn Percy, Teah & Bridger Percy, Gabriel & Katherine Cox. One sister, Veneda (Don) Pearson of Farmington, NM & one brother Harold (Barbara) Westman of North Glenn, CO & and many wonderful nieces & nephews.
Services will be held Mon, Nov 3 @ 11:00 am @ Hobble Creek 8th Ward, 2379 E River Bottom Rd (1100 S.) Springville. Viewing will be prior to the services in the Relief Society room from 9:45 am to 10:45 am. Burial will be Tues, Nov 4 @ 11:00 am in Maeser Fairview Cemetery.
We give special thanks to all who worked & cared for Mother at Art City Nursing, Reid’s Park Place Assisted Living, & Central Utah Veterans Home these past 3 years.
George Herbert Savage, born Dec 4, 1937 in SLC, UT died Oct 26, 2014 after a long illness. He was preceded in death by his parents, Leland Fay and Maud Johnson Savage, his sister Josephine Diana, his wife Norma Lee Savage, and their daughter Diana Lynn Savage.
George married Norma Joyce Strebel, and together they have lived in many places throughout the United States making many friends along the way. George was a carpenter/superintendent in construction for many years. He loved working with wood, and was very talented. Many people were blessed with his gift, with items both practical and fun.
George loved to fish and spend time with family and friends doing it. George served in the USAF as cryptographer.
George is survived by his sons: Leland (Ann-Marie), Mathew (Amanda) Kelly, Ronald and Gerald Strebel; daughter, Kaylynn Strebel Moran; four sisters: Lyla Black, Bonnie Vanderhoek, Maudine Adams and Rebecca Young. He had twenty one grandchildren, and four great grandchildren.
Funeral services will be held on Saturday, November 1, 2014, at the Springville 9th Ward, 875 W Center St. Springville, UT. Viewing will be at the church Saturday only, 10 – 11:45 a.m. Funeral 12:00 p.m., burial in the Springville Evergreen Cemetery.
The family would like to thank Valeo Home Health and Hospice for their care of George.
Mary Elizabeth Baldwin Bird returned to her Heavenly Father on Oct. 22, 2014 at the age of 97
She was born in Blackfoot Idaho on Nov. 24, 1916 to Lora and Sarah Ann Moore Baldwin. She married Richard Stanley Bird in the Salt Lake LDS Temple on Oct. 11, 1939.
Beth was very active in the LDS Church holding numerous positions throughout her life. She was also very involved with the Springville Senior Citizen organization for over 45 years. Beth was well known for her cooking skills both in church assignments, her employment and especially for her friends and family. She was the first Miss Spanish Fork in 1938 to ride on the 24th of July parade float. She was a lifelong resident of Mapleton and was well loved and respected by all who know her.
Beth is survived by her children Janeal Duffin, Dean Bird and Ella Marie Dunn. She has 13 grandchildren, 31 great grandchildren, 6 great great grandchildren. She is preceded in death by her parents, husband, brother Hugh Baldwin and son Wendell Bird.
Services will be held on Monday, October 27, 2014 at 11 a.m. in the Mapleton 16th Ward, 1316 South Main, Mapleton, UT. Viewings will be held on Sunday from 6 to 8 p.m. at the Mapleton Wheeler Mortuary, 82 W 400 N, Mapleton and Monday 1 hour prior to the services at the church. Burial will be in the Spanish Fork City Cemetery.
Jeremy Dudley Leavitt passed away October 17, 2014 at his home. He was born in Spanish Fork, UT, March 7, 1955 and grew up in Springville, UT. Throughout his life he also spent time in Wyoming, Colorado, Nevada and Alaska. He then settled in Hideaway Valley. He loved the outdoors, hunting and fishing in Utah as well as in Alaska.
He is preceded in death by his father, Porter R. Leavitt; mother, Nyda Perkins Leavitt; brothers: Ron and Doug Leavitt. He is survived by the love of his life, Rae Leavitt and his three daughters: Shana (Aaron) Higgins, Sheila (Kevin) Hipskind and Tosha (Tyler) Leavitt; 3 granddaughters, 4 grandsons and 1 great grandson as well as his siblings, Lynn (Helga) Leavitt, Pauline (Bruel) Bowen, Nancy Nuttall, Cathy (Robert) Olsen and Carolyn Skypes.
He will be greatly missed by his family and friends.
July 6, 1930 – October 12, 2014
Voneta Arelene Tripp (Miner) passed away peacefully at her Menifee, California home on Sunday, October 12. She was surrounded by loved ones. She died due to complications from pancreatic cancer.
She was born on July 6, 1930 to Grant and Bernece Miner in Springville, UT.
She graduated from Springville High school in 1948 and attended Utah State University. She married Raymond Tripp in 1976.
Hers was a life of service, devotion to family, church and community. She worked for the Los Angeles Public School District for many years as an administrative assistant and retired in 1992 from the US Postal Service as a senior manager for human resources. She especially loved serving in many leadership roles throughout her life as a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
She is survived by her children, Eileen Twitchell (Maurice), Dale Peterson (Teri), Kathleen Woodbury (Paul), Maureen Peterson, step-children Vicky Freimann (Dennis) and Randy Tripp, sisters Nancy Schultze (Don), and Ina Sturlin, and brother Bert Miner (Dorothy).
She is adored by her 20+ grandchildren, 40+ great grandchildren, and 5 great-great grandchildren. She was preceded in death by her parents, sisters Virginia Coleal, Phyllis Jacobsen, Lela Gutierrez, brothers John Miner, Neil Miner, Lynn Miner, and her first husband and father of her children, Gordon Richard Peterson.
A memorial was held on October 18 in Menifee for close friends and family members. A graveside family service was held the following week in Springville, UT.