I created this memorial to celebrate the life of Jolene Dahle Brown, and to give her loved ones the opportunity to share memories, tributes, and photos. Thank you for contributing to this lasting memorial. You can post memories, but please email me your pictures at sherikerr13@hotmail.com. and I will post... see moreI created this memorial to celebrate the life of Jolene Dahle Brown, and to give her loved ones the opportunity to share memories, tributes, and photos. Thank you for contributing to this lasting memorial. You can post memories, but please email me your pictures at sherikerr13@hotmail.com. and I will post then for you. Let me know when you do, so I can make sure I find them. To view posts on a handheld device, click on 'Posts' at the bottom.
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Life sketch written by her loving daughter, Vicki Brown
Jolene (Dahle) Brown born January 17, 1932, passed away peacefully July 1, 2020. She is survived by her husband, Nolen (Buzz) Brown; her son, Steven Brown (Judy); her daughters, Vicki Brown and Jodi Simpson (Michael); 11 grandchildren; 29 great grandchildren; 8 great great grandchildren; and their three pups, Molly, Toby, and Susie.She and her loving husband of 71 years were the... see more
Life sketch written by her loving daughter, Vicki Brown
Jolene (Dahle) Brown born January 17, 1932, passed away peacefully July 1, 2020. She is survived by her husband, Nolen (Buzz) Brown; her son, Steven Brown (Judy); her daughters, Vicki Brown and Jodi Simpson (Michael); 11 grandchildren; 29 great grandchildren; 8 great great grandchildren; and their three pups, Molly, Toby, and Susie.
She and her loving husband of 71 years were the perfect example of what marriage should be.....not without challenges, but with pure commitment. They did everything together and lived life to the fullest. They enjoyed many fun adventures traveling across the country in their RV and enjoying time with family.
We love you Mom, and you will be dearly missed. But, we know that you are on to your next adventure, only this time dad has to stay here with us.......for a time.
All of my best childhood memories invariably involve Grandma. I remember visiting Grandma and Grandpa in St. George every year. Our family movie night ritual involved going to Hollywood Video, finding a movie, and getting treats. From countless lunches... moreAll of my best childhood memories invariably involve Grandma. I remember visiting Grandma and Grandpa in St. George every year. Our family movie night ritual involved going to Hollywood Video, finding a movie, and getting treats. From countless lunches with Grandma and Grandpa, my cousins, uncles, and aunts, to Christmas parties where we all gathered and played games. Grandma was there for all of it.
I remember the camping trips and the card games; the visits to Mesquite and the gambling. I remember the quiet warmth of her personality. Even during my darkest times, I always had Grandma's encouragement. She believed in me, even when I didn't believe in myself.
Grandma and Grandpa Brown hold a huge place in my heart and symbolize some of the greatest parts of my childhood. My favorite memories of why whole life are the ones built with Grandma and Grandpa and all the aunts, uncles, and cousins.
My most... moreGrandma and Grandpa Brown hold a huge place in my heart and symbolize some of the greatest parts of my childhood. My favorite memories of why whole life are the ones built with Grandma and Grandpa and all the aunts, uncles, and cousins.
My most cherished moments are those at the Bridgerland, where we spent the biggest portions of our lives. It was the most happy and peaceful place on Earth. The brightest of all my memories is gathering there every Christmas. I don’t remember many details about presents or Christmasy things (except for the Spirograph and Santa’s visits, oh, and caroling for the motel tenants, and playing my little organ in a play Jodi organized, and brunch. OK, so I do remember some details). I mostly remember the feeling of being there, surrounded by the people who have gone out of their way to care for me. These memories are timeless, and I am so grateful for them.
I never heard Grandma raise her voice or speak poorly of anyone. She was kind and quiet, but every once in a while, her spitfire personality would shine through. It was adorable. Even though her presence was quiet and humble, it was always huge for me.
Grandma helped watch over me when I was a small child, and I regret never taking the opportunity to tell her how much that has always meant to me. I didn’t take nearly enough opportunity to get to know her during my adulthood, but I’ve always known she loved me, and I’ve always had a great love for her.
Why do we allow life to sweep us along so relentlessly and consume so many of our moments? Can we really not see the bigger picture and afford a few moments to slow down and cherish the ones we love? That doesn’t seem so cliché when you lose someone so important to you. I’m just grateful that I had one last chance to tell Grandma I love her while she could still feel it and reciprocate.
I’ll always remember her laugh, her hugs, and the way she would light up when I walked into the room. She sure knew how to make you feel special. I love you, Grandma. Thank you for the all the wonderful memories. You will always mean so much to me. less