Lois Betty (Prescott) Evans died July 21, 2022, in Scottsdale, Arizona. She was 98. Always an original, Lois was energetic, funny, quirky, playful, kind-hearted, creative, fiercely loyal, and stylish. She got to know a stranger in minutes, and to meet her was to never forget her twinkling eyes and smile.
Lois was born April 12,1924, to Lillian (Rasmusson) and John Prescott in Nevada, Iowa. Lois had treasured lifelong memories of time spent with her many aunts on her grandmother's farm. Her dad's family gathered to play music often. This was such a joyful time in her childhood, Lois later insisted all her girls learned piano, which she regretted not doing herself.
Lois attended grade school in Nevada and graduated from Nevada High School in 1942. She worked before and after school, and traded babysitting for dance lessons, which served her well in life. Her high school class consisted of 11 boys and 11 girls, and Lois was elected class president, even though her future husband, Bill, voted for himself. As class president, she organized 13 class reunions, loving every minute. At one reunion, the introduction for Lois was mostly about Bill. Instead of taking the podium, she said, "If he's such a big shot, let him give the speech!" Classic Lois.
After high school, Lois worked for the AAA Agriculture office. In 1947, after his service in WWII, she married Bill Evans, her high school sweetheart, who she first met at age 6. Lois and Bill moved to Carroll, Iowa, and resided there for over 40 years, where Bill was a beloved teacher and coach. In addition to raising their five daughters, Lois was a working mom. She worked for Iowa Electric Light and Power Company and owned and operated her Evans on the Alley clothing boutique for ten years – she adored her store and her staff. In 1989, Lois and Bill retired to Arizona, returning to Carroll every fall for homecoming weekend. Lois and Bill were a couple for the ages, married for 68 years, truly made for each other.
Lois was one of a kind: the kind who faked appendicitis as a teen because she didn't want to go to school with a botched haircut. Ever vivacious, she loved singing, dancing, soaking up the sun, summer vacations traveling west, all things fashion, and entertaining her grandkids in Arizona. She loved all things ivory: her car, her house, her furniture, her clothing, and her flocked Christmas tree. After Bill boasted about her effortless pie-baking at a faculty meeting, she had to prove she could get a pie into the oven in four minutes. She scored Elvis concert tickets to see a once in a lifetime show with her girls. She grabbed anyone nearby for a quick dance party if one of her favorite songs played. She loved sports, especially college basketball and professional baseball. Well into her 80s, she walked her Phoenix neighborhood daily at high noon, with no hat or water, and limited vision, and looked good doing it.
Celebrating spectacular Christmas seasons was one of her superpowers, and Lois over-loaded fuses yearly with the twinkling white lights on her Christmas tree and extensive yard display. Always a lover of sweets, she relished making her famous fudge, caramels, toffee, and divinity. When she owned her store, she merrily delivered presents on Christmas Eve to last minute shoppers.
Lois was a member of PEO (1957-2020), Eastern Star, the Presbyterian Church, and enjoyed her ladies bridge club. In her final years she was known for her fantastic hair, tap-dancing skills, sparkly clothes, quick wit, and her kindness to all who assisted her. She talked often about joining Bill, and now she has.
Lois is survived by daughters Kristee (Jim) McGuirl of Batavia, New York, Holly Evans of St. Paul, Minnesota, Beth (Dave) Halpern of Scottsdale, Arizona; grandchildren Nash (Brittany) Evans-Hodgson of Maple Grove, Minnesota, Alee (Andrew) Gill of Temecula, California; great-grandchildren Daxton and Leah Gill, Jack Evans-Hodgson; and brothers Roger (Bev) Prescott of Superior, Wisconsin, and Dan (Bonnie) Prescott of Bettendorf, Iowa; and many nieces and nephews.
Lois was preceded in death by her parents; her husband, Bill, in 2015; and daughters, Robin Evans, in 2006, and Julee Evans-Hodgson, in 2021.
The family is grateful to the friends and caregivers who generously spent time visiting and caring for Lois in her final years.
Lois loved and lived by this Native American Proverb: "When you were born, you cried, and the world rejoiced. Live your life in such a way that when you die the world cries, and you rejoice."
Contributor: Marthann (Kohl) Fuhs (47102630)
Lois was born April 12,1924, to Lillian (Rasmusson) and John Prescott in Nevada, Iowa. Lois had treasured lifelong memories of time spent with her many aunts on her grandmother's farm. Her dad's family gathered to play music often. This was such a joyful time in her childhood, Lois later insisted all her girls learned piano, which she regretted not doing herself.
Lois attended grade school in Nevada and graduated from Nevada High School in 1942. She worked before and after school, and traded babysitting for dance lessons, which served her well in life. Her high school class consisted of 11 boys and 11 girls, and Lois was elected class president, even though her future husband, Bill, voted for himself. As class president, she organized 13 class reunions, loving every minute. At one reunion, the introduction for Lois was mostly about Bill. Instead of taking the podium, she said, "If he's such a big shot, let him give the speech!" Classic Lois.
After high school, Lois worked for the AAA Agriculture office. In 1947, after his service in WWII, she married Bill Evans, her high school sweetheart, who she first met at age 6. Lois and Bill moved to Carroll, Iowa, and resided there for over 40 years, where Bill was a beloved teacher and coach. In addition to raising their five daughters, Lois was a working mom. She worked for Iowa Electric Light and Power Company and owned and operated her Evans on the Alley clothing boutique for ten years – she adored her store and her staff. In 1989, Lois and Bill retired to Arizona, returning to Carroll every fall for homecoming weekend. Lois and Bill were a couple for the ages, married for 68 years, truly made for each other.
Lois was one of a kind: the kind who faked appendicitis as a teen because she didn't want to go to school with a botched haircut. Ever vivacious, she loved singing, dancing, soaking up the sun, summer vacations traveling west, all things fashion, and entertaining her grandkids in Arizona. She loved all things ivory: her car, her house, her furniture, her clothing, and her flocked Christmas tree. After Bill boasted about her effortless pie-baking at a faculty meeting, she had to prove she could get a pie into the oven in four minutes. She scored Elvis concert tickets to see a once in a lifetime show with her girls. She grabbed anyone nearby for a quick dance party if one of her favorite songs played. She loved sports, especially college basketball and professional baseball. Well into her 80s, she walked her Phoenix neighborhood daily at high noon, with no hat or water, and limited vision, and looked good doing it.
Celebrating spectacular Christmas seasons was one of her superpowers, and Lois over-loaded fuses yearly with the twinkling white lights on her Christmas tree and extensive yard display. Always a lover of sweets, she relished making her famous fudge, caramels, toffee, and divinity. When she owned her store, she merrily delivered presents on Christmas Eve to last minute shoppers.
Lois was a member of PEO (1957-2020), Eastern Star, the Presbyterian Church, and enjoyed her ladies bridge club. In her final years she was known for her fantastic hair, tap-dancing skills, sparkly clothes, quick wit, and her kindness to all who assisted her. She talked often about joining Bill, and now she has.
Lois is survived by daughters Kristee (Jim) McGuirl of Batavia, New York, Holly Evans of St. Paul, Minnesota, Beth (Dave) Halpern of Scottsdale, Arizona; grandchildren Nash (Brittany) Evans-Hodgson of Maple Grove, Minnesota, Alee (Andrew) Gill of Temecula, California; great-grandchildren Daxton and Leah Gill, Jack Evans-Hodgson; and brothers Roger (Bev) Prescott of Superior, Wisconsin, and Dan (Bonnie) Prescott of Bettendorf, Iowa; and many nieces and nephews.
Lois was preceded in death by her parents; her husband, Bill, in 2015; and daughters, Robin Evans, in 2006, and Julee Evans-Hodgson, in 2021.
The family is grateful to the friends and caregivers who generously spent time visiting and caring for Lois in her final years.
Lois loved and lived by this Native American Proverb: "When you were born, you cried, and the world rejoiced. Live your life in such a way that when you die the world cries, and you rejoice."
Contributor: Marthann (Kohl) Fuhs (47102630)
Lois Betty (Prescott) Evans died July 21, 2022, in Scottsdale, Arizona. She was 98. Always an original, Lois was energetic, funny, quirky, playful, kind-hearted, creative, fiercely loyal, and stylish. She got to know a stranger in minutes, and to meet her was to never forget her twinkling eyes and smile.
Lois was born April 12,1924, to Lillian (Rasmusson) and John Prescott in Nevada, Iowa. Lois had treasured lifelong memories of time spent with her many aunts on her grandmother's farm. Her dad's family gathered to play music often. This was such a joyful time in her childhood, Lois later insisted all her girls learned piano, which she regretted not doing herself.
Lois attended grade school in Nevada and graduated from Nevada High School in 1942. She worked before and after school, and traded babysitting for dance lessons, which served her well in life. Her high school class consisted of 11 boys and 11 girls, and Lois was elected class president, even though her future husband, Bill, voted for himself. As class president, she organized 13 class reunions, loving every minute. At one reunion, the introduction for Lois was mostly about Bill. Instead of taking the podium, she said, "If he's such a big shot, let him give the speech!" Classic Lois.
After high school, Lois worked for the AAA Agriculture office. In 1947, after his service in WWII, she married Bill Evans, her high school sweetheart, who she first met at age 6. Lois and Bill moved to Carroll, Iowa, and resided there for over 40 years, where Bill was a beloved teacher and coach. In addition to raising their five daughters, Lois was a working mom. She worked for Iowa Electric Light and Power Company and owned and operated her Evans on the Alley clothing boutique for ten years – she adored her store and her staff. In 1989, Lois and Bill retired to Arizona, returning to Carroll every fall for homecoming weekend. Lois and Bill were a couple for the ages, married for 68 years, truly made for each other.
Lois was one of a kind: the kind who faked appendicitis as a teen because she didn't want to go to school with a botched haircut. Ever vivacious, she loved singing, dancing, soaking up the sun, summer vacations traveling west, all things fashion, and entertaining her grandkids in Arizona. She loved all things ivory: her car, her house, her furniture, her clothing, and her flocked Christmas tree. After Bill boasted about her effortless pie-baking at a faculty meeting, she had to prove she could get a pie into the oven in four minutes. She scored Elvis concert tickets to see a once in a lifetime show with her girls. She grabbed anyone nearby for a quick dance party if one of her favorite songs played. She loved sports, especially college basketball and professional baseball. Well into her 80s, she walked her Phoenix neighborhood daily at high noon, with no hat or water, and limited vision, and looked good doing it.
Celebrating spectacular Christmas seasons was one of her superpowers, and Lois over-loaded fuses yearly with the twinkling white lights on her Christmas tree and extensive yard display. Always a lover of sweets, she relished making her famous fudge, caramels, toffee, and divinity. When she owned her store, she merrily delivered presents on Christmas Eve to last minute shoppers.
Lois was a member of PEO (1957-2020), Eastern Star, the Presbyterian Church, and enjoyed her ladies bridge club. In her final years she was known for her fantastic hair, tap-dancing skills, sparkly clothes, quick wit, and her kindness to all who assisted her. She talked often about joining Bill, and now she has.
Lois is survived by daughters Kristee (Jim) McGuirl of Batavia, New York, Holly Evans of St. Paul, Minnesota, Beth (Dave) Halpern of Scottsdale, Arizona; grandchildren Nash (Brittany) Evans-Hodgson of Maple Grove, Minnesota, Alee (Andrew) Gill of Temecula, California; great-grandchildren Daxton and Leah Gill, Jack Evans-Hodgson; and brothers Roger (Bev) Prescott of Superior, Wisconsin, and Dan (Bonnie) Prescott of Bettendorf, Iowa; and many nieces and nephews.
Lois was preceded in death by her parents; her husband, Bill, in 2015; and daughters, Robin Evans, in 2006, and Julee Evans-Hodgson, in 2021.
The family is grateful to the friends and caregivers who generously spent time visiting and caring for Lois in her final years.
Lois loved and lived by this Native American Proverb: "When you were born, you cried, and the world rejoiced. Live your life in such a way that when you die the world cries, and you rejoice."
Contributor: Marthann (Kohl) Fuhs (47102630)
Lois was born April 12,1924, to Lillian (Rasmusson) and John Prescott in Nevada, Iowa. Lois had treasured lifelong memories of time spent with her many aunts on her grandmother's farm. Her dad's family gathered to play music often. This was such a joyful time in her childhood, Lois later insisted all her girls learned piano, which she regretted not doing herself.
Lois attended grade school in Nevada and graduated from Nevada High School in 1942. She worked before and after school, and traded babysitting for dance lessons, which served her well in life. Her high school class consisted of 11 boys and 11 girls, and Lois was elected class president, even though her future husband, Bill, voted for himself. As class president, she organized 13 class reunions, loving every minute. At one reunion, the introduction for Lois was mostly about Bill. Instead of taking the podium, she said, "If he's such a big shot, let him give the speech!" Classic Lois.
After high school, Lois worked for the AAA Agriculture office. In 1947, after his service in WWII, she married Bill Evans, her high school sweetheart, who she first met at age 6. Lois and Bill moved to Carroll, Iowa, and resided there for over 40 years, where Bill was a beloved teacher and coach. In addition to raising their five daughters, Lois was a working mom. She worked for Iowa Electric Light and Power Company and owned and operated her Evans on the Alley clothing boutique for ten years – she adored her store and her staff. In 1989, Lois and Bill retired to Arizona, returning to Carroll every fall for homecoming weekend. Lois and Bill were a couple for the ages, married for 68 years, truly made for each other.
Lois was one of a kind: the kind who faked appendicitis as a teen because she didn't want to go to school with a botched haircut. Ever vivacious, she loved singing, dancing, soaking up the sun, summer vacations traveling west, all things fashion, and entertaining her grandkids in Arizona. She loved all things ivory: her car, her house, her furniture, her clothing, and her flocked Christmas tree. After Bill boasted about her effortless pie-baking at a faculty meeting, she had to prove she could get a pie into the oven in four minutes. She scored Elvis concert tickets to see a once in a lifetime show with her girls. She grabbed anyone nearby for a quick dance party if one of her favorite songs played. She loved sports, especially college basketball and professional baseball. Well into her 80s, she walked her Phoenix neighborhood daily at high noon, with no hat or water, and limited vision, and looked good doing it.
Celebrating spectacular Christmas seasons was one of her superpowers, and Lois over-loaded fuses yearly with the twinkling white lights on her Christmas tree and extensive yard display. Always a lover of sweets, she relished making her famous fudge, caramels, toffee, and divinity. When she owned her store, she merrily delivered presents on Christmas Eve to last minute shoppers.
Lois was a member of PEO (1957-2020), Eastern Star, the Presbyterian Church, and enjoyed her ladies bridge club. In her final years she was known for her fantastic hair, tap-dancing skills, sparkly clothes, quick wit, and her kindness to all who assisted her. She talked often about joining Bill, and now she has.
Lois is survived by daughters Kristee (Jim) McGuirl of Batavia, New York, Holly Evans of St. Paul, Minnesota, Beth (Dave) Halpern of Scottsdale, Arizona; grandchildren Nash (Brittany) Evans-Hodgson of Maple Grove, Minnesota, Alee (Andrew) Gill of Temecula, California; great-grandchildren Daxton and Leah Gill, Jack Evans-Hodgson; and brothers Roger (Bev) Prescott of Superior, Wisconsin, and Dan (Bonnie) Prescott of Bettendorf, Iowa; and many nieces and nephews.
Lois was preceded in death by her parents; her husband, Bill, in 2015; and daughters, Robin Evans, in 2006, and Julee Evans-Hodgson, in 2021.
The family is grateful to the friends and caregivers who generously spent time visiting and caring for Lois in her final years.
Lois loved and lived by this Native American Proverb: "When you were born, you cried, and the world rejoiced. Live your life in such a way that when you die the world cries, and you rejoice."
Contributor: Marthann (Kohl) Fuhs (47102630)
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