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Brenda Sue Phelps, a dearly loved Sister, Mother, Grandmother, and Wife, went to celebrate Christmas with her heavenly family on December 24th, 2025 at the age of 74.

Brenda was born August 15, 1951 in Lindsay, California to Josephine and William Neeley.

She was met at the pearly gates by her parents, and her husband Leamon Phelps. Brenda is survived by her brother Floyd Neeley, her daughter Vickie Hoy, and many related and spiritually-related children and grandchildren who love her dearly.

Brenda was a jack-of-all trades, a strong and devoted woman who could patch up physical as well as emotional wounds in those she cared for. She loved and was skilled at crafting. Enjoying everything from painting and sewing, to beading and jewelry making. Brenda’s other hobbies included reading, traveling, and playing online video games with friends, family, and found family. She worked in fields such as dentistry, cosmetology, and bookkeeping, and was a caregiver to many family members and friends. Brenda was often known as the ‘block mom’. There was rarely a time the neighborhood kids or family children were not in her yard or house. Brenda was the kind of woman who made a house a home and brought smiles and warmth to all those who surrounded her. She loved deeply and with great passion and is missed.

Funeral services for Brenda will be Tuesday, January 13th, 2026 at 1:30 PM. She will be laid to rest surrounded by love and light and family.

 

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Patricia “Pat” Allen, born September 21, 1938 in Buffalo, NY, passed away on December 30, 2025, leaving behind a lifetime of love, laughter, and stories that her family will carry forward forever. Pat grew up in New York, eventually making her home in Chili, NY, and later in Scottsdale, AZ, alongside her husband of nearly 53 years, Charles “Chuck” Allen.

Pat was a nurse through and through — not just by training, but by instinct and by heart. After earning her BA in Nursing from St. Joseph’s Hospital in Elmira in 1959, she began her career in hospital nursing, later serving as an industrial nurse at Bausch & Lomb in Rochester. She found her true calling in her final 15 years of working as the high school nurse at Churchville-Chili Central High School, where thousands of students passed through her office and felt her steady, caring presence. She had a gift for making young people feel seen, safe, and understood.

Family was the center of Pat’s world. She and Chuck raised six children — Kathy, Scott, Corinne, Craig, Todd, and Chucky — and she poured her heart into each of them. She adored her grandchildren Michael, Justin, Moriah, Hudson, and Tatum, and her great-grandson Henry, who brought her endless joy. Pat is survived by Chuck; her children Corinne (Sondra), Craig, Todd (Meredith), and Charles; her sister Michelle (Jack); grandchildren Michael (Claudia), Moriah, Hudson (Brittney) and Tatum (Bryan) and many nieces and nephews whom she loved deeply.

Pat was the family historian — the one who remembered every name, every date, every connection, and every story. If Chuck couldn’t quite recall who someone was or how they were related, Pat always had the answer. She held the family’s memories like a living archive, and she shared them generously.

She was warm, loving, and endlessly caring — to her family, her friends, and the countless students she looked after. But she also had that unmistakable Irish spark. If you crossed a line or upset her, you’d know it. Her fire was part of her charm, part of what made her real, and part of what made her so loved.

Pat lived a life of service, humor, devotion, and heart. She leaves behind a family who will miss her fiercely, remember her stories, and feel her presence in every shared memory.

A celebration of Pat’s life will be held in Rochester, NY in the early spring, when family and friends can gather to share stories, laughter, and the memories she loved to keep alive. In lieu of flowers or gifts, please consider contributions made in her memory to a charity of your choice.

 

 

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On December 28th, 2025, Michael Scott Clement passed away peacefully, with his wife, Roberta, by his side. He was born in Logan, Utah, on March 31st, 1939, to parents “Scotty” and Leona Clement. When Mike was a little boy, he and Leona moved to Brigham City, Utah, with her parents, while Scotty fought in WWII. Mike had a close relationship with his grandparents and his mother for the rest of their lives because of those formative years with them. He had to get to know his father all over again when he came home from the war three years later. It was a challenging time for them, but they got through it. They lived in Idaho for a time, where his only brother, Tyler, was born, and then moved to Arizona, where they eventually settled in Tucson.

 

Mike graduated from Tucson High, where he played every sport he could, held a state record in track, and was the drum major in the marching band. He loved the flute and continued to play throughout his life. He attended the University of Arizona before moving north for medical school. He graduated from the University of Utah medical school in 1963. After his pediatrics internship, he served in the army as a medical officer at Fort Sam Houston in Texas; Sandia Base, New Mexico; Fort Bliss, Texas; and Fort Sheridan, Illinois. During those years, his first daughter, Kathryn Lynn, was born (Jeanette).

 

After his army service, Mike went back to Utah for his pediatrics residency. After his residency, Mike went into private practice in Murray, Utah. During that time his first son, Scott, was born (Jeanette). His second son, Dean (Mary), was also born in Murray right before they moved to Arizona in 1972.

 

Although health care was his career, he had many hobbies that shaped his life. As a horse lover, Mike became a cowboy doctor for several years on a small ranch outside of Sierra Vista, Arizona. He was the first pediatrician in Cochise County and was quickly sought after by patients and medical staff. He became the county health director, which kicked off a long career of balancing a life in public health and medical practice. During this period, his wife Mary died of a brain tumor.

 

In 1979, Mike married Roberta Edwards, his wife of 46 years. Just after his second daughter, Sarah, was born, they moved to Mesa, Arizona, so that he could take a job as Assistant Director of the Arizona State Health Department. His last child, Carolyn, was born here as well. In Mesa, Mike was able to pursue many different career paths in medicine and public health, including being director of ambulatory and regional services at Phoenix Children’s Hospital, working at community health centers in Page, Arizona and South Phoenix, analyzing data for the State Health Department and the Arizona Perinatal Trust, and serving as Medical Director of Children’s Rehabilitative Services. He officially retired at 72, but he kept his license active for another 10-plus years and continued to serve on several boards in the state, in particular the Arizona Perinatal Trust, the March of Dimes, and the Arizona Maternal Mortality Review Committee. He was very dedicated to the health of women and babies and left a legacy of care that was statewide.

 

Mike always loved to read, especially histories, mysteries, and anything by John Steinbeck. His love of music was wide, although his favorites were country and opera. He was an avid and skilled landscape photographer who also got paid to do medical photography for nursing books. He was an outdoorsman in his younger years and enjoyed hunting, hiking, camping, and having a good dog by his side. He had many good dogs throughout his life, although he said many times that Ginger, who survives him, was the best. From Tibet to Trier, Mike loved to travel and enjoyed many trips around the world, taking pictures in every place he visited.

 

Mike was a people person. He made friends wherever he went: walking the dog made him friends all over the neighborhood; he was still calling friends from high school and medical school until the end; he kept in touch with colleagues he had worked with decades ago. He was a beloved brother, uncle, brother-in-law, cousin, father-in-law, etc. Everyone in the extended family has a favorite Uncle Mike story. Please share them in the comments.

 

His grandchildren learned colorful things from him and to root for the Arizona Wildcats. He loved to talk to them whenever they could come sit with him. He always encouraged them in their life pursuits, whether they were 2 or 22. He was very proud of each and every one of them.

 

In his retirement, Mike was able to spend more time on his hobbies and traveling with Roberta. He was able to write several memoirs and photography books and read a lot more. He and Roberta were able to welcome their daughter Carolyn and her children into their home during his retirement as well. He became “the dad that we call Grandpa” and always said that he felt like his life had come full circle to when he was welcomed by his grandparents as a little boy.

 

At his core, Mike held his faith in Jesus Christ as his redeemer very sacred and close. He didn’t make a fanfare about his beliefs, but he took them very seriously and was grateful for the sacrifices his ancestors made to give it to him. As a lifelong member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, he served in various capacities whenever asked. His favorite calling was to teach Sunday School. He loved studying the scriptures and their historical context. He ended his autobiography with his testimony: “I hope when I shuffle off this mortal coil I can say, like Paul, I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith.”

 

In lieu of flowers, please consider a donation to the March of Dimes or the LDS Church Humanitarian Services.

 

 

 

 

 

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age 90, passed away December 17, 2025 in Mesa, Arizona.

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Renee Bowden Ranney, 73, of Mesa, Arizona, peacefully passed away on December 28, 2025, after a courageous battle with uterine cancer. She was surrounded at home by her husband and three children, exactly as she wished.

Renee was born on September 11, 1952, to Daloy and Denece Bowden in Provo, Utah. She was the second of eight children and spent her youth in Richland, Washington, and Milwaukee, Wisconsin. The family later settled in Livermore, California, where Renee met her future husband, Nelson Ranney, during her teenage years. They dated in high school and later attended Brigham Young University, where Renee earned a Bachelor of Arts degree in Clothing and Textiles. Renee and Nelson were married on June 28, 1974, in Oakland, California. They made their home in Arizona, where they raised their children among many dear neighbors and lifelong friends.

Renee later continued her education at Northern Arizona University, earning both a bachelor’s degree and a master’s degree in Elementary Education. She spent many fulfilling years teaching first and second grade, as well as reading intervention programs. Renee delighted in finding creative and fun ways to help her students fall in love with reading while nurturing curiosity in science and the arts.

After retiring from teaching, Renee embarked on a second career as a costume designer for local and professional theater companies, including the Phoenix Opera Company, Arizona Theatre Company, Phoenix Theatre, and various dinner theaters. Her exceptional eye for detail and deep love of textiles brought countless characters and stories to life. She cherished collaborating with actors and artists and took great pride in her work.

Creativity was a constant thread throughout Renee’s life. In addition to sewing, she was skilled in quilting, embroidery, fiber arts, and weaving. She also enjoyed jewelry making and watercolor painting. Renee dedicated much of her life to service through church programs, particularly with Young Women and Relief Society. More recently, she completed a service mission supporting individuals and families experiencing food and housing insecurity and served for three years in the Mesa Arizona Temple.

Renee’s greatest joy was her family. As a devoted wife, mother, and grandmother, she created a home filled with warmth, curiosity, and adventure. Renee and Nelson would find new love of kayaking, motorcycling, and 4-wheeling. Family trips included Christmas tree cutting in the mountains, hiking the Grand Canyon, train travel across the United States, and a river cruise through Europe—always with museums, craft fairs to peruse. She treasured time spent with her parents, in-laws, siblings, nieces, and nephews in California and Utah. In recent years, she fulfilled cherished dreams of traveling with family to Hawaii and cruising to Alaska.

Above all, Renee adored being a grandmother. Time spent with her grandsons—Sawyer, Ewan, and Angus—was her greatest happiness. She delighted in baking, reading stories, making forts, searching for fairies in the garden, and engaging in famously enthusiastic Nerf battles. Bedtimes were often joyfully postponed in favor of fun.

Renee is survived by her beloved husband of 51 years, Nelson Ranney; her children, Jessica Ranney, Lee Ranney, and Joseph Ranney; her daughters-in-law, Kelly Floth Ranney and Beth Ranney; and her cherished grandsons Sawyer, Ewan, and Angus Ranney.

Funeral services will be held at 10 a.m. on Saturday, January 3, 2026, at The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints Chapel at 1430 N. Grand Rd, Mesa, Arizona, 85201. All are welcome to attend this celebration of Renee’s life.

The funeral service zoom link is https://zoom.us/j/95227404362?pwd=ohoheb8xaylAzjqREyWEI9vzrd6qmO.1

Directly following the service will be the interment at the Mountain View Cemetery at 7900 East Main St, Mesa, Arizona 85207.

Also in lieu of flowers, if you feel so inclined you may donate to the American Cancer society’s uterine cancer research fund in honor of Renee.
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Nicholas DiPadova, a loving husband, father, grandfather, and the heart of his family, passed away on December 28, 2025, at the age of 94. He lived a long life, but one that never felt long enough to the people who loved him most.

He is preceded in death by his mother, Mary, his father, Anthony, and his brother, Tony. He is survived by his wife of 54 years, Linda, his seven children, Mark, Aaron (Sara), Dannielle (Robb), Nikki (Shane), Toni (Row), Nicholas (Bree), and Michael (Holly), and his 22 grandchildren: Austin, Bryce, Camryn, Taylor, Kylee, Ryan, Payton, Kendall, Robby, Kaden, Ella, Keaton, Tre, Karsyn, Marky, Kyler, Kortney, Gianna, Millie, Rocco, Ezra, Ezekiel, and grandson #23 on the way. He will be waiting for the day he is reunited with each and every one of them. In the meantime, he will be missed by his family greatly.

Nicholas was born on August 22, 1931, in Brooklyn, New York, and raised in the Bronx on Hunts Point Avenue. He joined the service in 1951 and served until 1955, where he worked as an Air Force mechanic. He later moved to California, where he met his wife; they were married on September 21, 1971, and raised their children on Rolling Road in Woodland Hills, California, for 38 years, where he worked as the president of Autologic.

He spent the later years of his life at his home in Gilbert, Arizona, where he cooked many a meal for his wife, kids, and grandchildren. He could fix anything and everything, and if you mentioned a problem, he remembered—often checking back in with a call or voicemail—just to make sure you were okay. There will never be enough meals shared, Starbucks or Costco trips taken, advice given, or laughter remembered to fully capture the love and guidance he gave.

If it were up to him, Nicholas would have never left his family. He loved them deeply, showed it daily, and held on to them for as long as he could.

 

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Mary Elizabeth Hunt, born December 25, 1961, in Mesa, Arizona, passed away peacefully December 22, 2025.

She was raised in Snowflake, Arizona, by her parents, LaDell and Fawn Hunt.

Mary worked as a 911 administrator, where she trained and mentored many throughout her career, leaving a lasting impact on those she served alongside. She was known for her kindness, humor, and selflessness, always putting the needs of others before her own.

She is survived by her son, Samuel Hunt (Monica); and her grandchildren: Colton Hunt, Addyson Hunt and Marissa Garica.

A funeral service will be held January 3, 2026, at 11:00 a.m. at The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, located at 1415 E. Southern Ave., Mesa, AZ 85204

 

 

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Rachelle Dawne Allen-Wessels, the eldest child and only daughter of Robert Reed Coester and Sylvia Johnson Coester, born December 11, 1973, in at Desert Samaritan Hospital in Mesa, Arizona. Rachelle left this mortal life December 15, 2025, in Gilbert, Arizona just days after her 52nd birthday.  We are heavy with sorrow.  Rachelle will be missed. God be with you ‘til we meet again’.

Rachelle grew up with her brothers, Robert Chad Coester and the late Ryan Blake Coester, forming lifelong bonds filled with laughter, loyalty, and love. 

Chelle spent her life in Arizona and Texas where she made deep connections with cousins and many friends who adored her quick wit, infectious smile and joyful energy. She loved being the center of attention.  Rachelle loved her cat tiger, music and horseback riding, and loved music.

She married Scott Risley. They had one son, Chandler Warren Risley. She later married Jaco. Sylvia says giving birth was her greatest joy and most unconditional love possible having.

As in life we all have challenges and Rachelle was challenged with some health issues, so she lived at home with family support. In the last months Rachelle was in a lot of pain but was extra sweet.

A Special Message

D&C 42:45 Thou shalt live together in love, insomuch that thou shalt weep for the loss of them that die, and more especially for those that have not hope of a glorious resurrection

Revelation 21:4

And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.

 

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age 65, passed away in Mesa, Arizona

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James “Jim” Harold Jones

Born May 23rd, 1949

Died December 24th, 2025

 

Survived by:

Bette Jones, wife

Kari Baker, daughter

Chris Baker, son in law

Erikka, Jessika and Mak Baker, granddaughters

Teri Carnes, daughter

Drew Carnes, son in law

Haley McNeil, granddaughter

Lyla McNeil, great granddaughter

Savin Carnes, grandson

 

 

From Jim’s wife Bette:

Jim was always honest, truthful and fair. And loved his family. The first time we met was cruising on 16th St. in downtown Denver. He had a beautiful bright blue Corvette and my Dad had loaned me his truck for the evening. Jim and I started racing light to light having fun flirting. When we stopped at a light Jim said wanna go for a ride and I said sure. That’s all it took, we were in love. We had 58 years of want to go for a ride. Jim was adventurous and was always ready to get to the next one on a moments notice. He loved boats, snowmobiles, motorcycles, motorhomes, Prevost buses and race cars. Anything he could drive that had a motor. He was an exceptional driver I’d say the best!! He would rather buy a new car than get the oil changed. He said it was easier and a lot more fun! Jim was quick witted and could make decisions in a snap. Jim was a real man always there to protect and care for his family and give smart advice. He gave life a fight till the last moment. He will be missed by all who loved him. He was well loved. The world is a better place because Jim walked on this earth with a smile on his face. I love you Jim with my whole heart.

 

From Jim’s daughter Kari:

My dad was my hero, he was always the ultimate protector and provider for our family. He was always up for an adventure and fearless when it came to business, he and my Mom put everything on the line several times in their lives to get ahead. Everything I learned about business I learned from him. When we were kids my folks would load us all in the motorhome or whatever camping vehicle we had and we would head off for adventure somewhere, we could be gone for the weekend or a month, he said “the journey is the adventure.” And he was always up for letting us invite friends along, so many special relationships were formed with so many people over the years from the good times he showed everyone. Then later in life when I was married with 3 kids they showed all of my kids the same adventures. The relationships they had with my kids were so special to them and me, they made us all feel so lucky to be such a close part of each others families. My dad had a million quirky and hilarious little sayings, but my favorite was “ I might miss a lot of things in life but a meal ain’t one of them”  My Dads zest for life, family, friends, cars, planes and travel will be a big loss for me. I love you Dad!

 

From Jim’s son in law Chris:

Jim was more than a father in law to me. He treated me like his own son. I always admired the way he lived his life. I will never forget all the memories I had with him and our family. I will miss you Jim! Love Chris

 

From Jim’s granddaughter Jessika:

Poppy, your life was such an incredible adventure, and I am so grateful that I got to be a part of it. You always had a knack for finding a front row seat and a front row parking to the most amazing and unique things all across the country. Because of your adventurous spirit, we all have enough stories and laughs to last a lifetime. Until we meet again, happy travels! I love you Poppy

 

From Jim’s grandchild Mak:

My grandpa was such an idol and inspiration to me, he taught me so much. I have so many amazing (and hilarious) memories from our trips together. Whether we were in a breathtaking national park or just at home, I will cherish every memory I have with him.

 

From Jim’s daughter Teri:

Dad, so many images come to mind when I say your name. Our family has a lifetime of stories that we’ll be sharing for years to come. When I look back, I remember always feeling special and so deeply loved by you. I’m pretty sure I was your favorite — at least, that’s how you made me feel. Even as a child, I knew you were different from my friends’ dads. We were always going somewhere, always off on another adventure.

You had the kind of heart that had a hard time saying no to us.

I’ll never forget the day you brought me my yellow Mustang. You told everyone I cried crocodile tears when I thought I wasn’t getting it, and it’s true Jim Jones fashion, we didn’t come home with out it. That was you — always giving, always making things happen.

You taught me the things that truly matter in life: the value of our time, the importance of family, and how to put the people you love first. We always knew we were your priority. I could write an entire book and it still wouldn’t capture all the life you lived or the impact you had.

I’m forever thankful you were my Dad. I love you.

 

 

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Leslie Jeanette Osborn
December 8, 1943 – December 19, 2025

Born on December 8, 1943, in Salt Lake City, Utah, to Gordon and Lorraine Gill, Leslie dedicated her life to her greatest work—her posterity. She was a radiant beacon of love, service, and faith throughout her life.

Leslie loved her children fiercely and devoted her entire life to serving them. The only thing that came before them was her beloved Barry. They were truly one, rarely apart, sharing a bond rooted in deep love and companionship.

Her life’s legacy is reflected in the lives she touched, the family she cherished, and the unwavering faith she carried. She will be remembered for her enduring love, service, and the light she brought to all who knew her.

Her passion for nature was evident in her love for gathering moss, pinecones, acorns and anything else that spoke to her for creative projects, reflecting her deep appreciation for nature’s simple beauty. Leslie found joy in creating arrangements that inspired and uplifted others.

A faithful member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, she served diligently in various callings throughout her life. Always lifting and inspiring others through her service and teaching. Her unwavering faith and dedication to the Lord shone through in all she did. She was a true spreader of light and joy, known for her loving heart, warm smile, and generous spirit.

She leaves behind a legacy of love, service, and devotion to her Savior. Leslie touched countless lives with her kindness and wisdom. Her memory will continue to inspire all who had the privilege of knowing her. She had a beautiful way of making everyone feel loved.

She was preceded in death by her daughter Amy Suzanne Ganley and her husband Max Barry Osborn. She is survived by her children Elizabeth Ann Robinson, Rebecca Jane MacKay, David Barry Osborn and Steven Thomas Osborn. As well as her 19 grandchildren and 19, soon to be 21, great grand-children.

Funeral services will be held on January 2, 2026 at The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints at 3345 E McLellan Road in Mesa, Arizona 85213 with visitation from 9:00am to 9:30am and funeral services beginning at 9:45am.

All who knew and loved her are welcome to attend and celebrate her remarkable life.

Flowers can be directed to Bunker Family Mortuary at 3529 E. University Drive Mesa, AZ 85213.

 

 

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In Loving Memory of Lorraine Gardner Fuller Smith

December 2, 1934 – December 16, 2025

With hearts full of love and gratitude, we remember Lorraine Gardner Fuller Smith, who passed peacefully on December 16, 2025, at the age of 91, surrounded by her loving family.

Lorraine was born on December 2, 1934, in Woodruff, Arizona, to Melvin and Inez Gardner. From an early age, she shared her many gifts generously with others. She was an accomplished pianist and organist who served faithfully for decades in her church, blessing countless lives through her music. She was also a gifted artist, especially known for her beautiful oil paintings, which reflected her creativity and gentle spirit. Lorraine loved to read and had a remarkable ability to make everyone feel special.

A devoted member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, Lorraine served throughout her life in many callings, including Relief Society President. Her faith was a guiding light, and she lived it with quiet devotion, kindness, and love.

In 1952, Lorraine married the love of her life, Donald James Fuller, in the St. George Utah Temple. Together, they raised seven children and built a home filled with faith, service, and enduring love. After Donald’s passing in 2003, she later married Lloyd Smith in 2005 after meeting while serving in the Mesa Arizona Temple. They shared many cherished years together until Lloyd’s passing in 2017.

Lorraine is survived by her children: Alan (Liane) Fuller, Christine Fuller Jones, Clare (Jill) Fuller, Lonnie (Peggy) Fuller, Alexandra Talbot, Lorraina Knighton, and Barry (Lacey) Fuller; her brothers Melvin E. Gardner, Larry Gardner, and Carwin Gardner; and a legacy of love through 30 grandchildren, 56 great-grandchildren, and 5 great-great-grandchildren.

She was preceded in death by her parents, Melvin and Inez Gardner; her husbands, Donald Fuller and Lloyd Smith; her sister, Zina Lois Rogers; and her son-in-law, Arvon Jones.

 

Viewing: Tuesday, December 30, 2025, at 10:00 AM

Funeral Service: Tuesday, December 30, 2025, at 11:00 AM

The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints • 2549 N. 32nd St., Mesa, AZ 85213

All who knew and loved Lorraine are warmly invited to attend and celebrate a life filled with enduring faith, creativity, and service.

 

 

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Our sweet mother, Yvonne Mills Gibbons, 89, returned peacefully to her Parents in Heaven on December 18, 2025, surrounded by those she loved most. Born March 2, 1936, in Show Low, Arizona, Yvonne was the eldest daughter of Gilbur Mills and Neola Reidhead. She was raised with the resilient spirit and deep roots of the Arizona high country.

Throughout her life, Yvonne placed a high value on higher education, a passion that began at Northern Arizona University. It was there she rekindled a connection with a close friend from home, Robert Ray Gibbons of St. Johns. Their marriage began a lifelong partnership of shared purpose and global adventure.

As the wife of a U.S. Foreign Service officer, Yvonne was the courageous heart of their home as they navigated three decades across the world. In 1966, she moved her young family to Baghdad, Iraq. Just a year later, during the Six-Day War of 1967, she and Bob expertly managed the evacuation of their two small children (Michael and Bryn) to Tehran, Iran – an incredible feat of resilience, as she was pregnant with her son Kevin at the time. Her strength remained a constant through subsequent assignments in Venezuela (where son Chris was born), Peru (where daughter Caryn was born), Uruguay, Nigeria, Pakistan, Guatemala, and Mexico.

In every country, Yvonne moved with grace, embracing new cultures while providing a steady, loving sanctuary for her five children. She served faithfully in different church callings in each country they lived in, dedicating her time and talents to strengthen the local congregations where they resided. Her home was always filled with the sound of music, a gift she shared generously and used to bring joy to her family, church, and community. An accomplished musician, she played the piano and harp, and loved to sing.

Upon their retirement from public service in 1994, Yvonne and Bob continued to dedicate their lives to church service and the gospel. They served missions in the Family History Centers in Mesa, Arizona and Bogota, Colombia. A highlight of their service was their call to the Temple Presidency in Villahermosa, Mexico, where Yvonne served with her characteristic devotion. Following their return, she continued her faithful service in the Mesa LDS Temple for ten years. She remained deeply engaged in Family History work and her focus on family until the very end.

Yvonne was preceded in death by her beloved husband of 61 years, Robert Ray Gibbons; her parents, Gilbur and Neola; and her sisters, Darla and Danette.

She is survived by her sisters, Norene Butler and Chanda Hunt; her five children: Michael, Bryn (Sherri), Kevin (Gaby), Chris (Cynthia), and Caryn Warren (Rick); twenty-four grandchildren; and twelve great-grandchildren. Her legacy of faith, music, and unconditional love will be cherished by all who knew her.

Funeral Service
Saturday, December 27, 2025
10:00 AM
LDS Chapel 1852 N Stapley Drive
Mesa, Arizona

Final Resting Place
Saturday, January 3, 2026
11:00 AM
Show Low Cemetery
Show Low, Arizona

 

 

 

 

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Barry Richardson Farr of Mesa, Arizona, was 81 and died peacefully at his home on Friday, December 12, 2025.

Barry—known as “Pup” to his childhood friends—was born and raised in Charlotte, North Carolina. He was an avid golfer and loved fishing and hunting. He was a graduate of Myers Park High School and Pfeiffer University and also served in the U.S. Army.

Those who will miss him most are his wife of 57 years, Lynn Crowell Farr; his two sons, Richardson Farr and Andrew Farr; and his beloved grandson, Jack Farr. He is also survived by his brother, Dave Farr, and sister-in-law, Phyllis; his sister, Peggy Mahaffey, and her husband, Chuck Mahaffey, all of North Carolina; as well as many nieces and nephews.

Barry worked for Aetna Casualty and Surety for fourteen years. In 1981, he moved to Arizona to start his own agency, CBI Bonding, Inc., in Mesa. With the help of his wife, he grew the business into the leading surety-only agency in the Southwest. Among many other honors, Barry received the prestigious Tiger Trust Award from the National Association of Surety Bond Producers for ensuring growth in bonded projects and expanding their use within the private sector.

Barry was a loving husband and father to Lynn, Rich, and Andy, and a devoted grandfather to Jack. He was known in the surety business for his integrity, character, and superior knowledge of the industry. His friends knew him as a great storyteller with an infectious laugh and sense of humor—and as a great golfer.

 

Services will be held on January 9 at 11:00 a.m. at Saint Barnabas on the Desert Episcopal Church (6715 N. Mockingbird Lane, Paradise Valley, AZ 85253) for family and close friends.

A celebration of his life will follow at 3:00 p.m. at Mesa Country Club (660 W. Fairway Dr., Mesa, AZ 85201).

In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to Tunnels to Towers ( https://t2t.org ) or Wounded Warriors ( https://support.woundedwarriorproject.org ) in Barry’s name.

 

 

Arrangements by Bunker’s University Chapel, www.bunkerfuneral.com. Should this obituary appear anywhere but bunkerfuneral.com, please check our website for accurate details and service information.

John William Richardson returned to his Heavenly Father on December 13, 2025, at the age of 76.  He was born on August 17, 1949, in Los Angeles, California to James Lynn Richardson and Patricia Ellen Turpin. John grew up in Oceanside, California and attended Oceanside Highschool.

 

After graduating high school, John attended California State University, Fullerton where he earned his degree is Business. During this time, he embraced adventure, backpacking throughout Europe with close friends and creating unforgettable memories, including the thrill of running with the bulls—a true reflection of his adventurous spirit and love for life.

 

John married the love of his life, Margaret Deanne Johnson, on January 12, 1979. Shortly after marriage, John was baptized a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, and in 1981, John and Deanne were sealed in the Oakland Temple. In addition to having 6 kids of their own, they opened their hearts and home to countless foster children over the years.

 

John worked various sales roles in his career including retail, insurance and hospitality. His warm effect and friendly personality helped him to have great success at all the companies he worked for. He was given the nickname the Velvet Hammer for his ability to close deals.

 

John loved sports, both playing and watching. He was a history buff who loved trivia and read countless books throughout his life, historical fiction being his favorite genre. From his childhood growing up on the beach, John never lost his love for the ocean, especially body surfing which he did well into his later years.

 

Throughout his life, John endured significant physical trials, including a life-altering car accident, cancer, and ongoing heart and lung challenges. Despite these hardships, he never lost his faith and faced each trial with remarkable optimism and strength.

 

John is survived by his children, Ashlee McPike (Drew), Aimee Blanchard (Josh), John Richardson, Justin Richardson, Alexee Richardson, Jordan Richardson (Tacy), Jennifer Richardson, Yvonne Bechler, Lisa Richardson and Mireya Richardson. He was a proud grandfather to 17 grandchildren. John was proceeded in death by his beautiful granddaughter Grayson Lynn Blanchard.

 

Funeral services for John will be held on Friday, December 26, 2025, at 5:00 p.m. at 1266 South 32nd Street Mesa, Arizona 85204. A viewing will be held prior to the service from 4:00 pm to 4:45 p.m., and a graveside service will take place Saturday morning.

 

Arrangements by Bunker’s Garden Chapel, www.bunkerfuneral.com. Should this obituary appear anywhere but bunkerfuneral.com, please check our website for accurate details and service information.

There will be a memorial service held in Mesa, Arizona, on Saturday, January 17, at 11:00 AM, in the Dartmouth Ward, 1345 E. University Dr., Mesa.

The livestream can be viewed here: https://youtube.com/live/QTBjlV0jO8s?feature=share

Our beloved Hazel Kaye Owens passed away in Heber City, Utah, on December 16, 2025, at the age of 83. She was lovingly cared for in her final years by her daughter, Stephanie Cloward, and her family.

Kaye was born April 5, 1942, in Salt Lake City, Utah, to Clarence and Hazel Riggs Cameron. She graduated from Panguitch High School in 1960. She married her eternal sweetheart, David LaGene Owens, in the St. George Temple on February 11, 1961.

Kaye was full of energy and hilarious! She was intelligent, talented, and a hard worker. Over the years, she became the “best friend” of many. Her grandkids and great-grandkids adored her, along with her many nieces and nephews. All their friends called her “Aunt Kaye.” She loved that! She made everyone feel special, because she loved “so big.”

Kaye was a faithful member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Kaye had a firm testimony of the gospel of Jesus Christ and willingly fulfilled her many callings. She lovingly served as a ministering sister for over fifty years. She also spent many years serving in the temple. Her favorite thing was helping the nervous brides. Additionally, she spent a great deal of time in a personal ministry serving those she saw in need.

Kaye loved her roles as wife, mother, grandmother, sister, aunt, and friend, and spending time with all those she loved. Whenever you drink a Diet Coke or eat a pack of Peanut M & Ms, think of her with fondness. She was a remarkable human being.

Kaye was preceded in death by her husband, David LaGene Owens; two sons, David Troy Owens and Shaun Cameron Owens; and her parents, Clarence and Hazel Cameron. She will be greatly missed by her daughter, Stephanie Cloward (Russell); two sisters, Nancy Walsh and Arlene Bunker (Randy), eleven grandchildren, and eleven great-grandchildren.

Services will be held Saturday, January 3 in the Panguitch 2^nd Ward, 178 N. 400 E., at 11:00 am. Family and friends may call one hour prior to the service from 10:00 am to 11:00 am. Interment will be at the Panguitch City Cemetery immediately following. There will be a link provided for the funeral service in Panguitch.

Link to Livestream of Utah Service: https://youtu.be/pWFb_aDL6So