My Mom was born to Robert Alma & Mary Etta (Bradley) Nash, the 5th of 9 children. Her siblings are: Bob & Jim (twins), Dan, Louise, Melvin, Wilma, Murlene & Verla. Bob, Dan, and Louise all preceded her in death. Jim and Melvin have passed away since.
She grew up mostly in Tooele, Utah until she was 13, when her family moved to Butte, Montana. She married Richard Henry Webster there in 1944. They divorced in 1952. They had no children.
On March 21, 1953, she married Walter Maurice Warner in Elko, NV. They had 5 children: Brenda, Walt Jr., Gary, Debbie & Becky (me). They lived in various locations because he worked construction. He died in 1981. She did not remarry. When asked why she never remarried, she said "Once you've had a Marine, no one else will do."
She worked at various jobs including the Murray Hospital in Butte, MT and Tooele Ordinance Depot as a welder during the Korean War. (That's where she met her 2nd husband, my Dad.) She was a life-long member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. She and Dad were sealed for time & all eternity on December 10, 1958 in the Salt Lake LDS Temple.
Mom loved hummingbirds. She delighted in watching them and collected many replicas. She had a green thumb and loved flowers, especially gladiolas, marigolds, snapdragons, petunias, carnations, and pansies. Gladiolas were her favorite and ironically, at her funeral, almost everyone remembered that when ordering flowers.
She loved music and could make up beautiful tunes on her piano, although she didn't read music. She loved crystal and pretty things. She loved animals, but was allergic to many so often had to keep her distance.
She was extremely patriotic, loved her country and her God. She had a very strong testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. She was a wonderful cook. No one can match her pie crust! (Although many have tried the same recipe, it just never has her touch.) She was good at problem solving and many people of all ages sought out her advice her whole life.
She was very bright and intelligent, but since she didn't complete high school, she considered herself to be dumb. Although people who didn't know otherwise thought that she had at least a Bachelor's Degree.
One of the highlights of her life was after she had quit high school and was the only one in her family working. Her Dad was out of work with a broken leg, her older brothers were off to war, and, for a time, she supported her entire family on what little a teenager could earn. But, she was so proud to do so.
During and after WWII, she wanted to join the W.A.C.'s, but was talked out of it by friends who had been in the military and told her it was no place for a lady.
One actually funny event in her life came during the Korean War. She turned in her neighbors for trying to recruit her into the communist party. After thoroughly checking her out, the FBI offered her a job as a spy because they said she could fit in with all classes of people and could flush out the sleepers. Flattered and humored, she declined.
She was a small lady, only stood 5 foot even, with a tiny bone structure. But, she was vibrant and loving. She was a force to be reckoned with when she was mad, especially when it came to protecting her children. One story my older siblings like to tell is that Mom was parked outside the school waiting for them. A teacher on playground duty slammed my brother, Gary, up against the wall just out of the blue. He wasn't doing anything. My sister, Brenda, saw it and ran to his aid. The teacher hit her. They swear that before they even heard the car door slam, Mom had appeared out of nowhere, had the teacher, who was considerably taller than her, up off the ground and had a fist drawn back to hit her. The only thing that stopped Mom from hitting her was the teacher's gray hair. She was taught to respect her elders. She decided that she'd already scared the woman pretty good and opted for a good chewing out. The teacher retired shortly thereafter.
As a small child, for some reason, I nicknamed her "Little." She got a kick out of that. She used to sing me the song "I give to you and you give to me" at nap time and I would imagine us handing beautifully colored balls back and forth. I still think of that whenever I hear that song.
Mom had beautiful hazel eyes and was blonde until she was about 30. Then, her hair turned brown. She was prematurely gray, but she said she earned every gray hair and wore it proudly.
She loved clothes and had a flair for fashion. She had to have shoes and purses to match. She had quite the shoe collection.
And, she was very determined. She fought a battle with her weight for over 40 years, but she never gave up on it. She was in her 70s and on dialysis, but she won the battle.
After diabetes left her with impaired vision, failed kidneys, and a host of other problems, she was on dialysis. But, there, she was like a social butterfly, befriending others in the dialysis unit, staff and other patients alike.
As much as she loved being a mother, she also loved being a grandmother. One grandson was so close to her that even as a teenager, he'd sit on the arm of her chair and rock with her, as he had since he was a baby. His mother used to joke that someday, he'd be bringing his wife and children to see Grandma and he'd cuddle up beside her on her rocking chair.
Well, that nearly came to pass. He often brought his girlfriend and her little girl to visit his Grandma long before he introduced them to his parents. They were married a few months after Mom died. They have four children now, the 3rd being a daughter whom they call Millie.
At the time of her death, Mom had 17 grandchildren: Tiffany, Neal, April, Jasmine, Greg, Vanessa, Jessica, Crystal, Walt III, Heidi, Anne, Mariah, Joseph, KayReah, Boyce, Jake & Josh.
Mom now has the following great-grandchildren: Justice, Andrew, Melita, who is called Millie after her great-grandmother, and Megan; Orion and Easton; Levi, Lydia, and Noah; Nicolas, Matthew, William, Christopher, and Sierra; Lynnea and Colton; Walter IV and Laura; Ian and Elise; Carmen and Liam; Joseph, Jordan, Anthony, & Kailee. The only ones she knew were Joseph, Jordan, and Justice.
~Thanks to everyone for all the touching notes they have left for my mother. And, a special thanks to those who have sponsored this memorial~
She grew up mostly in Tooele, Utah until she was 13, when her family moved to Butte, Montana. She married Richard Henry Webster there in 1944. They divorced in 1952. They had no children.
On March 21, 1953, she married Walter Maurice Warner in Elko, NV. They had 5 children: Brenda, Walt Jr., Gary, Debbie & Becky (me). They lived in various locations because he worked construction. He died in 1981. She did not remarry. When asked why she never remarried, she said "Once you've had a Marine, no one else will do."
She worked at various jobs including the Murray Hospital in Butte, MT and Tooele Ordinance Depot as a welder during the Korean War. (That's where she met her 2nd husband, my Dad.) She was a life-long member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. She and Dad were sealed for time & all eternity on December 10, 1958 in the Salt Lake LDS Temple.
Mom loved hummingbirds. She delighted in watching them and collected many replicas. She had a green thumb and loved flowers, especially gladiolas, marigolds, snapdragons, petunias, carnations, and pansies. Gladiolas were her favorite and ironically, at her funeral, almost everyone remembered that when ordering flowers.
She loved music and could make up beautiful tunes on her piano, although she didn't read music. She loved crystal and pretty things. She loved animals, but was allergic to many so often had to keep her distance.
She was extremely patriotic, loved her country and her God. She had a very strong testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. She was a wonderful cook. No one can match her pie crust! (Although many have tried the same recipe, it just never has her touch.) She was good at problem solving and many people of all ages sought out her advice her whole life.
She was very bright and intelligent, but since she didn't complete high school, she considered herself to be dumb. Although people who didn't know otherwise thought that she had at least a Bachelor's Degree.
One of the highlights of her life was after she had quit high school and was the only one in her family working. Her Dad was out of work with a broken leg, her older brothers were off to war, and, for a time, she supported her entire family on what little a teenager could earn. But, she was so proud to do so.
During and after WWII, she wanted to join the W.A.C.'s, but was talked out of it by friends who had been in the military and told her it was no place for a lady.
One actually funny event in her life came during the Korean War. She turned in her neighbors for trying to recruit her into the communist party. After thoroughly checking her out, the FBI offered her a job as a spy because they said she could fit in with all classes of people and could flush out the sleepers. Flattered and humored, she declined.
She was a small lady, only stood 5 foot even, with a tiny bone structure. But, she was vibrant and loving. She was a force to be reckoned with when she was mad, especially when it came to protecting her children. One story my older siblings like to tell is that Mom was parked outside the school waiting for them. A teacher on playground duty slammed my brother, Gary, up against the wall just out of the blue. He wasn't doing anything. My sister, Brenda, saw it and ran to his aid. The teacher hit her. They swear that before they even heard the car door slam, Mom had appeared out of nowhere, had the teacher, who was considerably taller than her, up off the ground and had a fist drawn back to hit her. The only thing that stopped Mom from hitting her was the teacher's gray hair. She was taught to respect her elders. She decided that she'd already scared the woman pretty good and opted for a good chewing out. The teacher retired shortly thereafter.
As a small child, for some reason, I nicknamed her "Little." She got a kick out of that. She used to sing me the song "I give to you and you give to me" at nap time and I would imagine us handing beautifully colored balls back and forth. I still think of that whenever I hear that song.
Mom had beautiful hazel eyes and was blonde until she was about 30. Then, her hair turned brown. She was prematurely gray, but she said she earned every gray hair and wore it proudly.
She loved clothes and had a flair for fashion. She had to have shoes and purses to match. She had quite the shoe collection.
And, she was very determined. She fought a battle with her weight for over 40 years, but she never gave up on it. She was in her 70s and on dialysis, but she won the battle.
After diabetes left her with impaired vision, failed kidneys, and a host of other problems, she was on dialysis. But, there, she was like a social butterfly, befriending others in the dialysis unit, staff and other patients alike.
As much as she loved being a mother, she also loved being a grandmother. One grandson was so close to her that even as a teenager, he'd sit on the arm of her chair and rock with her, as he had since he was a baby. His mother used to joke that someday, he'd be bringing his wife and children to see Grandma and he'd cuddle up beside her on her rocking chair.
Well, that nearly came to pass. He often brought his girlfriend and her little girl to visit his Grandma long before he introduced them to his parents. They were married a few months after Mom died. They have four children now, the 3rd being a daughter whom they call Millie.
At the time of her death, Mom had 17 grandchildren: Tiffany, Neal, April, Jasmine, Greg, Vanessa, Jessica, Crystal, Walt III, Heidi, Anne, Mariah, Joseph, KayReah, Boyce, Jake & Josh.
Mom now has the following great-grandchildren: Justice, Andrew, Melita, who is called Millie after her great-grandmother, and Megan; Orion and Easton; Levi, Lydia, and Noah; Nicolas, Matthew, William, Christopher, and Sierra; Lynnea and Colton; Walter IV and Laura; Ian and Elise; Carmen and Liam; Joseph, Jordan, Anthony, & Kailee. The only ones she knew were Joseph, Jordan, and Justice.
~Thanks to everyone for all the touching notes they have left for my mother. And, a special thanks to those who have sponsored this memorial~
My Mom was born to Robert Alma & Mary Etta (Bradley) Nash, the 5th of 9 children. Her siblings are: Bob & Jim (twins), Dan, Louise, Melvin, Wilma, Murlene & Verla. Bob, Dan, and Louise all preceded her in death. Jim and Melvin have passed away since.
She grew up mostly in Tooele, Utah until she was 13, when her family moved to Butte, Montana. She married Richard Henry Webster there in 1944. They divorced in 1952. They had no children.
On March 21, 1953, she married Walter Maurice Warner in Elko, NV. They had 5 children: Brenda, Walt Jr., Gary, Debbie & Becky (me). They lived in various locations because he worked construction. He died in 1981. She did not remarry. When asked why she never remarried, she said "Once you've had a Marine, no one else will do."
She worked at various jobs including the Murray Hospital in Butte, MT and Tooele Ordinance Depot as a welder during the Korean War. (That's where she met her 2nd husband, my Dad.) She was a life-long member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. She and Dad were sealed for time & all eternity on December 10, 1958 in the Salt Lake LDS Temple.
Mom loved hummingbirds. She delighted in watching them and collected many replicas. She had a green thumb and loved flowers, especially gladiolas, marigolds, snapdragons, petunias, carnations, and pansies. Gladiolas were her favorite and ironically, at her funeral, almost everyone remembered that when ordering flowers.
She loved music and could make up beautiful tunes on her piano, although she didn't read music. She loved crystal and pretty things. She loved animals, but was allergic to many so often had to keep her distance.
She was extremely patriotic, loved her country and her God. She had a very strong testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. She was a wonderful cook. No one can match her pie crust! (Although many have tried the same recipe, it just never has her touch.) She was good at problem solving and many people of all ages sought out her advice her whole life.
She was very bright and intelligent, but since she didn't complete high school, she considered herself to be dumb. Although people who didn't know otherwise thought that she had at least a Bachelor's Degree.
One of the highlights of her life was after she had quit high school and was the only one in her family working. Her Dad was out of work with a broken leg, her older brothers were off to war, and, for a time, she supported her entire family on what little a teenager could earn. But, she was so proud to do so.
During and after WWII, she wanted to join the W.A.C.'s, but was talked out of it by friends who had been in the military and told her it was no place for a lady.
One actually funny event in her life came during the Korean War. She turned in her neighbors for trying to recruit her into the communist party. After thoroughly checking her out, the FBI offered her a job as a spy because they said she could fit in with all classes of people and could flush out the sleepers. Flattered and humored, she declined.
She was a small lady, only stood 5 foot even, with a tiny bone structure. But, she was vibrant and loving. She was a force to be reckoned with when she was mad, especially when it came to protecting her children. One story my older siblings like to tell is that Mom was parked outside the school waiting for them. A teacher on playground duty slammed my brother, Gary, up against the wall just out of the blue. He wasn't doing anything. My sister, Brenda, saw it and ran to his aid. The teacher hit her. They swear that before they even heard the car door slam, Mom had appeared out of nowhere, had the teacher, who was considerably taller than her, up off the ground and had a fist drawn back to hit her. The only thing that stopped Mom from hitting her was the teacher's gray hair. She was taught to respect her elders. She decided that she'd already scared the woman pretty good and opted for a good chewing out. The teacher retired shortly thereafter.
As a small child, for some reason, I nicknamed her "Little." She got a kick out of that. She used to sing me the song "I give to you and you give to me" at nap time and I would imagine us handing beautifully colored balls back and forth. I still think of that whenever I hear that song.
Mom had beautiful hazel eyes and was blonde until she was about 30. Then, her hair turned brown. She was prematurely gray, but she said she earned every gray hair and wore it proudly.
She loved clothes and had a flair for fashion. She had to have shoes and purses to match. She had quite the shoe collection.
And, she was very determined. She fought a battle with her weight for over 40 years, but she never gave up on it. She was in her 70s and on dialysis, but she won the battle.
After diabetes left her with impaired vision, failed kidneys, and a host of other problems, she was on dialysis. But, there, she was like a social butterfly, befriending others in the dialysis unit, staff and other patients alike.
As much as she loved being a mother, she also loved being a grandmother. One grandson was so close to her that even as a teenager, he'd sit on the arm of her chair and rock with her, as he had since he was a baby. His mother used to joke that someday, he'd be bringing his wife and children to see Grandma and he'd cuddle up beside her on her rocking chair.
Well, that nearly came to pass. He often brought his girlfriend and her little girl to visit his Grandma long before he introduced them to his parents. They were married a few months after Mom died. They have four children now, the 3rd being a daughter whom they call Millie.
At the time of her death, Mom had 17 grandchildren: Tiffany, Neal, April, Jasmine, Greg, Vanessa, Jessica, Crystal, Walt III, Heidi, Anne, Mariah, Joseph, KayReah, Boyce, Jake & Josh.
Mom now has the following great-grandchildren: Justice, Andrew, Melita, who is called Millie after her great-grandmother, and Megan; Orion and Easton; Levi, Lydia, and Noah; Nicolas, Matthew, William, Christopher, and Sierra; Lynnea and Colton; Walter IV and Laura; Ian and Elise; Carmen and Liam; Joseph, Jordan, Anthony, & Kailee. The only ones she knew were Joseph, Jordan, and Justice.
~Thanks to everyone for all the touching notes they have left for my mother. And, a special thanks to those who have sponsored this memorial~
She grew up mostly in Tooele, Utah until she was 13, when her family moved to Butte, Montana. She married Richard Henry Webster there in 1944. They divorced in 1952. They had no children.
On March 21, 1953, she married Walter Maurice Warner in Elko, NV. They had 5 children: Brenda, Walt Jr., Gary, Debbie & Becky (me). They lived in various locations because he worked construction. He died in 1981. She did not remarry. When asked why she never remarried, she said "Once you've had a Marine, no one else will do."
She worked at various jobs including the Murray Hospital in Butte, MT and Tooele Ordinance Depot as a welder during the Korean War. (That's where she met her 2nd husband, my Dad.) She was a life-long member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. She and Dad were sealed for time & all eternity on December 10, 1958 in the Salt Lake LDS Temple.
Mom loved hummingbirds. She delighted in watching them and collected many replicas. She had a green thumb and loved flowers, especially gladiolas, marigolds, snapdragons, petunias, carnations, and pansies. Gladiolas were her favorite and ironically, at her funeral, almost everyone remembered that when ordering flowers.
She loved music and could make up beautiful tunes on her piano, although she didn't read music. She loved crystal and pretty things. She loved animals, but was allergic to many so often had to keep her distance.
She was extremely patriotic, loved her country and her God. She had a very strong testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. She was a wonderful cook. No one can match her pie crust! (Although many have tried the same recipe, it just never has her touch.) She was good at problem solving and many people of all ages sought out her advice her whole life.
She was very bright and intelligent, but since she didn't complete high school, she considered herself to be dumb. Although people who didn't know otherwise thought that she had at least a Bachelor's Degree.
One of the highlights of her life was after she had quit high school and was the only one in her family working. Her Dad was out of work with a broken leg, her older brothers were off to war, and, for a time, she supported her entire family on what little a teenager could earn. But, she was so proud to do so.
During and after WWII, she wanted to join the W.A.C.'s, but was talked out of it by friends who had been in the military and told her it was no place for a lady.
One actually funny event in her life came during the Korean War. She turned in her neighbors for trying to recruit her into the communist party. After thoroughly checking her out, the FBI offered her a job as a spy because they said she could fit in with all classes of people and could flush out the sleepers. Flattered and humored, she declined.
She was a small lady, only stood 5 foot even, with a tiny bone structure. But, she was vibrant and loving. She was a force to be reckoned with when she was mad, especially when it came to protecting her children. One story my older siblings like to tell is that Mom was parked outside the school waiting for them. A teacher on playground duty slammed my brother, Gary, up against the wall just out of the blue. He wasn't doing anything. My sister, Brenda, saw it and ran to his aid. The teacher hit her. They swear that before they even heard the car door slam, Mom had appeared out of nowhere, had the teacher, who was considerably taller than her, up off the ground and had a fist drawn back to hit her. The only thing that stopped Mom from hitting her was the teacher's gray hair. She was taught to respect her elders. She decided that she'd already scared the woman pretty good and opted for a good chewing out. The teacher retired shortly thereafter.
As a small child, for some reason, I nicknamed her "Little." She got a kick out of that. She used to sing me the song "I give to you and you give to me" at nap time and I would imagine us handing beautifully colored balls back and forth. I still think of that whenever I hear that song.
Mom had beautiful hazel eyes and was blonde until she was about 30. Then, her hair turned brown. She was prematurely gray, but she said she earned every gray hair and wore it proudly.
She loved clothes and had a flair for fashion. She had to have shoes and purses to match. She had quite the shoe collection.
And, she was very determined. She fought a battle with her weight for over 40 years, but she never gave up on it. She was in her 70s and on dialysis, but she won the battle.
After diabetes left her with impaired vision, failed kidneys, and a host of other problems, she was on dialysis. But, there, she was like a social butterfly, befriending others in the dialysis unit, staff and other patients alike.
As much as she loved being a mother, she also loved being a grandmother. One grandson was so close to her that even as a teenager, he'd sit on the arm of her chair and rock with her, as he had since he was a baby. His mother used to joke that someday, he'd be bringing his wife and children to see Grandma and he'd cuddle up beside her on her rocking chair.
Well, that nearly came to pass. He often brought his girlfriend and her little girl to visit his Grandma long before he introduced them to his parents. They were married a few months after Mom died. They have four children now, the 3rd being a daughter whom they call Millie.
At the time of her death, Mom had 17 grandchildren: Tiffany, Neal, April, Jasmine, Greg, Vanessa, Jessica, Crystal, Walt III, Heidi, Anne, Mariah, Joseph, KayReah, Boyce, Jake & Josh.
Mom now has the following great-grandchildren: Justice, Andrew, Melita, who is called Millie after her great-grandmother, and Megan; Orion and Easton; Levi, Lydia, and Noah; Nicolas, Matthew, William, Christopher, and Sierra; Lynnea and Colton; Walter IV and Laura; Ian and Elise; Carmen and Liam; Joseph, Jordan, Anthony, & Kailee. The only ones she knew were Joseph, Jordan, and Justice.
~Thanks to everyone for all the touching notes they have left for my mother. And, a special thanks to those who have sponsored this memorial~
