Parents:
John William Brown 07 Jan 1887-21 Oct 1973
Minnie Hall 09 Oct 1893-09 Feb 1974
Spouse:
Roxella Donohue 06 Jan 1933-18 Mar 2020
Married 22 Jan 1952 in Manti, Sanpete, Utah
Sealed in the Manti Temple
Children:
Jesse Leon Brown
Rebecca Brown (Johnson)
Lineage for the Behunin Family who orginally started this Memorial: Husband of:
Roxella Donohue
Myrtle May Redford-Murl Burton Donohue
Caroline Elmina Behunin-Robert Dinsdale Redford
Mosiah Stephen Behunin-Caroline Hill
Isaac Behunin-Elmina Tyler
Beloved husband, father, grandfather and brother, passed away to his Heavenly Father on Feb. 6, 2007, at the Rocky Mountain Care Center in Tooele, Utah.
Leon was born Feb. 5, 1928, in Huntington, Utah, to John William and Minnie Hall Brown. He married Roxella Donohue on Jan. 22, 1952, in the Manti Temple. Leon served in the Korean War with his brother Steve from 1950 to 1954. Leon and Roxie bought the Donohue farm in Talmage, Utah, where they tried to farm for 10 years. Times were hard so they gave up the farm and moved to Tooele where Leon got a job at the Tooele Army Depot, where he retired. Leon was a coal miner, a farmer, a mechanic and a very hard worker; he would rather work than eat. He did a lot of snow removal for the neighborhood for years. He was a very devoted father, husband and friend and he will be missed by all who knew him.
He was preceded in death by his parents; brothers, Clifton, Carl, Lou and Leonard; and sisters, Lucille, Edna and Delta. He is survived by his wife of 55 years Roxella Donohue; his son, Jesse Leon (DeAnn); daughter, Rebecca Johnson (Ken); five granddaughters; one grandson; and six great-grandchildren; one brother, Steve (Allie); and one sister, Pat Harris. Funeral services will be held on Monday, Feb. 12, at 2 p.m., at Tate Mortuary where friends may call from 12:30 to 1:45 prior to the service. Interment in the Tooele City Cemetery. The family wishes to thank all the staff at Rocky Mountain Care Center, you are great people. You were so good to Roxie and Leon, and to all those who have shown love and acts of kindness during the loss of our loved one.
Thought by Jess at funeral:
I remember helping my Dad haul hay when the church had a hay farm. My dad would really put in a great effort loading the hay onto the trucks. I had real bad hay fever so I could not do much so he let me drive his truck in the field running back and forth to the taking the hay from the field to the stacking area.
My dad also worked hard in the snow when he had to shovel it from our driveway but our driveway was not enough, he had to do practically the whole neighborhood. One thing I know rub off on me about this was the way he would organize the directions he was going to shovel. He would find the most efficient way to do it so he did not have to shovel over that which was already done. He tough me this and when ever I would not do it his way, most of the time just so I could have fun, he would remind me that it was like doing it over again and all it would do is wear you out faster than the other way and make having to shovel much longer. Even though I know he could do the shoveling all by himself, he wanted me to learn and help him until it was all done both for us and the neighborhood.
My Dad also knew how to play hard and with that was willing to help me learn how to ride a bike. My dad would also end up helping others how to ride also. My dad would hold on my bike to keep me up while I rode it so to do that he had to run behind me. After awhile he would have a hard time bending over as he ran to hold on my bike so he hooked up a stick to my bike that he could hold onto to make it easier for him. With my dad's efforts, I soon was able to ride my bike. We have a film of my riding my bike when I got these instructions and it is fun to watch the process and the results from my dad helping me with this.
My dad loved to play horse shoes and the best times I had with my dad was at the Brown Family reunion where he taught me how to play. I was always excited when I was teamed up with him but when I was not, it did not matter because I was able to play with him there.
My dad loved to have friends. He told me that no-one could have too many friends. Dad would always take the opportunity to visit his neighbors and help them with projects when ever he could. He knew that if he was a friend to all then those that wanted to be a friend back could rely on him. My dad also loved his country music. Some of the songs I ended up liking also but no where near the way he liked them. My dad loved to put the songs on tape to organize them the way he wanted to listen to them. He so liked this that he had to do that for his family and friends also. He would make a tape and then give it to someone and say, I like the words to this song and I wanted you to have it. I would listen to the tapes he made me maybe once just to know what he was talking about but since most of the time they did not quite fit my liking I did not listen to them very often. Because of his music, I came to like Johnny Cash, Johnny Horton, Roger Whitaker, Marty Robbins and Charley Pride. To this day I listen to those singers and think of my dad.
As I prepared what to say today I was trying figure out what of everything my dad has done for me what I should use but having to say everything would take way too long. I know there are many here to day that could share tons of stories about my dad and I hope the association you had with my dad will be longed remembered and you can share some of those stories with the time we have to visit. Remember that the family is invited to the church house on Coleman street to gather and partake of each others company.
I have a testimony of the truth of the gospel and as I study the words of the prophets I know that my dad is in this waiting place and he is there with his brothers and sisters, his mom and dad. He is there with his friends that passed before him and there to be a friend to all that will take him as a friend and in those friendships will assist in taking the Gospel forward to those that are there.
I love my Dad very much and I was glad to have given him a blessing the day of his passing letting him know that he had done his job on earth and that his family would be just fine if he was called by the lord to leave us. My dad made it to the point where he was doing no more that just existing and I knew that it was his time to go where he could do more good and I know he is there.
My dad was in pain the last few days and now he is not. He is with his family in heaven and he is rejoicing for his family on earth and Daddy's hands were always gentle and I've come to understand, there was always love in Daddy's hands.
I love you DAD!
Wife Roxella Donohue Browns Father
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John William Brown 07 Jan 1887-21 Oct 1973
Minnie Hall 09 Oct 1893-09 Feb 1974
Spouse:
Roxella Donohue 06 Jan 1933-18 Mar 2020
Married 22 Jan 1952 in Manti, Sanpete, Utah
Sealed in the Manti Temple
Children:
Jesse Leon Brown
Rebecca Brown (Johnson)
Lineage for the Behunin Family who orginally started this Memorial: Husband of:
Roxella Donohue
Myrtle May Redford-Murl Burton Donohue
Caroline Elmina Behunin-Robert Dinsdale Redford
Mosiah Stephen Behunin-Caroline Hill
Isaac Behunin-Elmina Tyler
Beloved husband, father, grandfather and brother, passed away to his Heavenly Father on Feb. 6, 2007, at the Rocky Mountain Care Center in Tooele, Utah.
Leon was born Feb. 5, 1928, in Huntington, Utah, to John William and Minnie Hall Brown. He married Roxella Donohue on Jan. 22, 1952, in the Manti Temple. Leon served in the Korean War with his brother Steve from 1950 to 1954. Leon and Roxie bought the Donohue farm in Talmage, Utah, where they tried to farm for 10 years. Times were hard so they gave up the farm and moved to Tooele where Leon got a job at the Tooele Army Depot, where he retired. Leon was a coal miner, a farmer, a mechanic and a very hard worker; he would rather work than eat. He did a lot of snow removal for the neighborhood for years. He was a very devoted father, husband and friend and he will be missed by all who knew him.
He was preceded in death by his parents; brothers, Clifton, Carl, Lou and Leonard; and sisters, Lucille, Edna and Delta. He is survived by his wife of 55 years Roxella Donohue; his son, Jesse Leon (DeAnn); daughter, Rebecca Johnson (Ken); five granddaughters; one grandson; and six great-grandchildren; one brother, Steve (Allie); and one sister, Pat Harris. Funeral services will be held on Monday, Feb. 12, at 2 p.m., at Tate Mortuary where friends may call from 12:30 to 1:45 prior to the service. Interment in the Tooele City Cemetery. The family wishes to thank all the staff at Rocky Mountain Care Center, you are great people. You were so good to Roxie and Leon, and to all those who have shown love and acts of kindness during the loss of our loved one.
Thought by Jess at funeral:
I remember helping my Dad haul hay when the church had a hay farm. My dad would really put in a great effort loading the hay onto the trucks. I had real bad hay fever so I could not do much so he let me drive his truck in the field running back and forth to the taking the hay from the field to the stacking area.
My dad also worked hard in the snow when he had to shovel it from our driveway but our driveway was not enough, he had to do practically the whole neighborhood. One thing I know rub off on me about this was the way he would organize the directions he was going to shovel. He would find the most efficient way to do it so he did not have to shovel over that which was already done. He tough me this and when ever I would not do it his way, most of the time just so I could have fun, he would remind me that it was like doing it over again and all it would do is wear you out faster than the other way and make having to shovel much longer. Even though I know he could do the shoveling all by himself, he wanted me to learn and help him until it was all done both for us and the neighborhood.
My Dad also knew how to play hard and with that was willing to help me learn how to ride a bike. My dad would also end up helping others how to ride also. My dad would hold on my bike to keep me up while I rode it so to do that he had to run behind me. After awhile he would have a hard time bending over as he ran to hold on my bike so he hooked up a stick to my bike that he could hold onto to make it easier for him. With my dad's efforts, I soon was able to ride my bike. We have a film of my riding my bike when I got these instructions and it is fun to watch the process and the results from my dad helping me with this.
My dad loved to play horse shoes and the best times I had with my dad was at the Brown Family reunion where he taught me how to play. I was always excited when I was teamed up with him but when I was not, it did not matter because I was able to play with him there.
My dad loved to have friends. He told me that no-one could have too many friends. Dad would always take the opportunity to visit his neighbors and help them with projects when ever he could. He knew that if he was a friend to all then those that wanted to be a friend back could rely on him. My dad also loved his country music. Some of the songs I ended up liking also but no where near the way he liked them. My dad loved to put the songs on tape to organize them the way he wanted to listen to them. He so liked this that he had to do that for his family and friends also. He would make a tape and then give it to someone and say, I like the words to this song and I wanted you to have it. I would listen to the tapes he made me maybe once just to know what he was talking about but since most of the time they did not quite fit my liking I did not listen to them very often. Because of his music, I came to like Johnny Cash, Johnny Horton, Roger Whitaker, Marty Robbins and Charley Pride. To this day I listen to those singers and think of my dad.
As I prepared what to say today I was trying figure out what of everything my dad has done for me what I should use but having to say everything would take way too long. I know there are many here to day that could share tons of stories about my dad and I hope the association you had with my dad will be longed remembered and you can share some of those stories with the time we have to visit. Remember that the family is invited to the church house on Coleman street to gather and partake of each others company.
I have a testimony of the truth of the gospel and as I study the words of the prophets I know that my dad is in this waiting place and he is there with his brothers and sisters, his mom and dad. He is there with his friends that passed before him and there to be a friend to all that will take him as a friend and in those friendships will assist in taking the Gospel forward to those that are there.
I love my Dad very much and I was glad to have given him a blessing the day of his passing letting him know that he had done his job on earth and that his family would be just fine if he was called by the lord to leave us. My dad made it to the point where he was doing no more that just existing and I knew that it was his time to go where he could do more good and I know he is there.
My dad was in pain the last few days and now he is not. He is with his family in heaven and he is rejoicing for his family on earth and Daddy's hands were always gentle and I've come to understand, there was always love in Daddy's hands.
I love you DAD!
Wife Roxella Donohue Browns Father
http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=18018279
Parents:
John William Brown 07 Jan 1887-21 Oct 1973
Minnie Hall 09 Oct 1893-09 Feb 1974
Spouse:
Roxella Donohue 06 Jan 1933-18 Mar 2020
Married 22 Jan 1952 in Manti, Sanpete, Utah
Sealed in the Manti Temple
Children:
Jesse Leon Brown
Rebecca Brown (Johnson)
Lineage for the Behunin Family who orginally started this Memorial: Husband of:
Roxella Donohue
Myrtle May Redford-Murl Burton Donohue
Caroline Elmina Behunin-Robert Dinsdale Redford
Mosiah Stephen Behunin-Caroline Hill
Isaac Behunin-Elmina Tyler
Beloved husband, father, grandfather and brother, passed away to his Heavenly Father on Feb. 6, 2007, at the Rocky Mountain Care Center in Tooele, Utah.
Leon was born Feb. 5, 1928, in Huntington, Utah, to John William and Minnie Hall Brown. He married Roxella Donohue on Jan. 22, 1952, in the Manti Temple. Leon served in the Korean War with his brother Steve from 1950 to 1954. Leon and Roxie bought the Donohue farm in Talmage, Utah, where they tried to farm for 10 years. Times were hard so they gave up the farm and moved to Tooele where Leon got a job at the Tooele Army Depot, where he retired. Leon was a coal miner, a farmer, a mechanic and a very hard worker; he would rather work than eat. He did a lot of snow removal for the neighborhood for years. He was a very devoted father, husband and friend and he will be missed by all who knew him.
He was preceded in death by his parents; brothers, Clifton, Carl, Lou and Leonard; and sisters, Lucille, Edna and Delta. He is survived by his wife of 55 years Roxella Donohue; his son, Jesse Leon (DeAnn); daughter, Rebecca Johnson (Ken); five granddaughters; one grandson; and six great-grandchildren; one brother, Steve (Allie); and one sister, Pat Harris. Funeral services will be held on Monday, Feb. 12, at 2 p.m., at Tate Mortuary where friends may call from 12:30 to 1:45 prior to the service. Interment in the Tooele City Cemetery. The family wishes to thank all the staff at Rocky Mountain Care Center, you are great people. You were so good to Roxie and Leon, and to all those who have shown love and acts of kindness during the loss of our loved one.
Thought by Jess at funeral:
I remember helping my Dad haul hay when the church had a hay farm. My dad would really put in a great effort loading the hay onto the trucks. I had real bad hay fever so I could not do much so he let me drive his truck in the field running back and forth to the taking the hay from the field to the stacking area.
My dad also worked hard in the snow when he had to shovel it from our driveway but our driveway was not enough, he had to do practically the whole neighborhood. One thing I know rub off on me about this was the way he would organize the directions he was going to shovel. He would find the most efficient way to do it so he did not have to shovel over that which was already done. He tough me this and when ever I would not do it his way, most of the time just so I could have fun, he would remind me that it was like doing it over again and all it would do is wear you out faster than the other way and make having to shovel much longer. Even though I know he could do the shoveling all by himself, he wanted me to learn and help him until it was all done both for us and the neighborhood.
My Dad also knew how to play hard and with that was willing to help me learn how to ride a bike. My dad would also end up helping others how to ride also. My dad would hold on my bike to keep me up while I rode it so to do that he had to run behind me. After awhile he would have a hard time bending over as he ran to hold on my bike so he hooked up a stick to my bike that he could hold onto to make it easier for him. With my dad's efforts, I soon was able to ride my bike. We have a film of my riding my bike when I got these instructions and it is fun to watch the process and the results from my dad helping me with this.
My dad loved to play horse shoes and the best times I had with my dad was at the Brown Family reunion where he taught me how to play. I was always excited when I was teamed up with him but when I was not, it did not matter because I was able to play with him there.
My dad loved to have friends. He told me that no-one could have too many friends. Dad would always take the opportunity to visit his neighbors and help them with projects when ever he could. He knew that if he was a friend to all then those that wanted to be a friend back could rely on him. My dad also loved his country music. Some of the songs I ended up liking also but no where near the way he liked them. My dad loved to put the songs on tape to organize them the way he wanted to listen to them. He so liked this that he had to do that for his family and friends also. He would make a tape and then give it to someone and say, I like the words to this song and I wanted you to have it. I would listen to the tapes he made me maybe once just to know what he was talking about but since most of the time they did not quite fit my liking I did not listen to them very often. Because of his music, I came to like Johnny Cash, Johnny Horton, Roger Whitaker, Marty Robbins and Charley Pride. To this day I listen to those singers and think of my dad.
As I prepared what to say today I was trying figure out what of everything my dad has done for me what I should use but having to say everything would take way too long. I know there are many here to day that could share tons of stories about my dad and I hope the association you had with my dad will be longed remembered and you can share some of those stories with the time we have to visit. Remember that the family is invited to the church house on Coleman street to gather and partake of each others company.
I have a testimony of the truth of the gospel and as I study the words of the prophets I know that my dad is in this waiting place and he is there with his brothers and sisters, his mom and dad. He is there with his friends that passed before him and there to be a friend to all that will take him as a friend and in those friendships will assist in taking the Gospel forward to those that are there.
I love my Dad very much and I was glad to have given him a blessing the day of his passing letting him know that he had done his job on earth and that his family would be just fine if he was called by the lord to leave us. My dad made it to the point where he was doing no more that just existing and I knew that it was his time to go where he could do more good and I know he is there.
My dad was in pain the last few days and now he is not. He is with his family in heaven and he is rejoicing for his family on earth and Daddy's hands were always gentle and I've come to understand, there was always love in Daddy's hands.
I love you DAD!
Wife Roxella Donohue Browns Father
http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=18018279
John William Brown 07 Jan 1887-21 Oct 1973
Minnie Hall 09 Oct 1893-09 Feb 1974
Spouse:
Roxella Donohue 06 Jan 1933-18 Mar 2020
Married 22 Jan 1952 in Manti, Sanpete, Utah
Sealed in the Manti Temple
Children:
Jesse Leon Brown
Rebecca Brown (Johnson)
Lineage for the Behunin Family who orginally started this Memorial: Husband of:
Roxella Donohue
Myrtle May Redford-Murl Burton Donohue
Caroline Elmina Behunin-Robert Dinsdale Redford
Mosiah Stephen Behunin-Caroline Hill
Isaac Behunin-Elmina Tyler
Beloved husband, father, grandfather and brother, passed away to his Heavenly Father on Feb. 6, 2007, at the Rocky Mountain Care Center in Tooele, Utah.
Leon was born Feb. 5, 1928, in Huntington, Utah, to John William and Minnie Hall Brown. He married Roxella Donohue on Jan. 22, 1952, in the Manti Temple. Leon served in the Korean War with his brother Steve from 1950 to 1954. Leon and Roxie bought the Donohue farm in Talmage, Utah, where they tried to farm for 10 years. Times were hard so they gave up the farm and moved to Tooele where Leon got a job at the Tooele Army Depot, where he retired. Leon was a coal miner, a farmer, a mechanic and a very hard worker; he would rather work than eat. He did a lot of snow removal for the neighborhood for years. He was a very devoted father, husband and friend and he will be missed by all who knew him.
He was preceded in death by his parents; brothers, Clifton, Carl, Lou and Leonard; and sisters, Lucille, Edna and Delta. He is survived by his wife of 55 years Roxella Donohue; his son, Jesse Leon (DeAnn); daughter, Rebecca Johnson (Ken); five granddaughters; one grandson; and six great-grandchildren; one brother, Steve (Allie); and one sister, Pat Harris. Funeral services will be held on Monday, Feb. 12, at 2 p.m., at Tate Mortuary where friends may call from 12:30 to 1:45 prior to the service. Interment in the Tooele City Cemetery. The family wishes to thank all the staff at Rocky Mountain Care Center, you are great people. You were so good to Roxie and Leon, and to all those who have shown love and acts of kindness during the loss of our loved one.
Thought by Jess at funeral:
I remember helping my Dad haul hay when the church had a hay farm. My dad would really put in a great effort loading the hay onto the trucks. I had real bad hay fever so I could not do much so he let me drive his truck in the field running back and forth to the taking the hay from the field to the stacking area.
My dad also worked hard in the snow when he had to shovel it from our driveway but our driveway was not enough, he had to do practically the whole neighborhood. One thing I know rub off on me about this was the way he would organize the directions he was going to shovel. He would find the most efficient way to do it so he did not have to shovel over that which was already done. He tough me this and when ever I would not do it his way, most of the time just so I could have fun, he would remind me that it was like doing it over again and all it would do is wear you out faster than the other way and make having to shovel much longer. Even though I know he could do the shoveling all by himself, he wanted me to learn and help him until it was all done both for us and the neighborhood.
My Dad also knew how to play hard and with that was willing to help me learn how to ride a bike. My dad would also end up helping others how to ride also. My dad would hold on my bike to keep me up while I rode it so to do that he had to run behind me. After awhile he would have a hard time bending over as he ran to hold on my bike so he hooked up a stick to my bike that he could hold onto to make it easier for him. With my dad's efforts, I soon was able to ride my bike. We have a film of my riding my bike when I got these instructions and it is fun to watch the process and the results from my dad helping me with this.
My dad loved to play horse shoes and the best times I had with my dad was at the Brown Family reunion where he taught me how to play. I was always excited when I was teamed up with him but when I was not, it did not matter because I was able to play with him there.
My dad loved to have friends. He told me that no-one could have too many friends. Dad would always take the opportunity to visit his neighbors and help them with projects when ever he could. He knew that if he was a friend to all then those that wanted to be a friend back could rely on him. My dad also loved his country music. Some of the songs I ended up liking also but no where near the way he liked them. My dad loved to put the songs on tape to organize them the way he wanted to listen to them. He so liked this that he had to do that for his family and friends also. He would make a tape and then give it to someone and say, I like the words to this song and I wanted you to have it. I would listen to the tapes he made me maybe once just to know what he was talking about but since most of the time they did not quite fit my liking I did not listen to them very often. Because of his music, I came to like Johnny Cash, Johnny Horton, Roger Whitaker, Marty Robbins and Charley Pride. To this day I listen to those singers and think of my dad.
As I prepared what to say today I was trying figure out what of everything my dad has done for me what I should use but having to say everything would take way too long. I know there are many here to day that could share tons of stories about my dad and I hope the association you had with my dad will be longed remembered and you can share some of those stories with the time we have to visit. Remember that the family is invited to the church house on Coleman street to gather and partake of each others company.
I have a testimony of the truth of the gospel and as I study the words of the prophets I know that my dad is in this waiting place and he is there with his brothers and sisters, his mom and dad. He is there with his friends that passed before him and there to be a friend to all that will take him as a friend and in those friendships will assist in taking the Gospel forward to those that are there.
I love my Dad very much and I was glad to have given him a blessing the day of his passing letting him know that he had done his job on earth and that his family would be just fine if he was called by the lord to leave us. My dad made it to the point where he was doing no more that just existing and I knew that it was his time to go where he could do more good and I know he is there.
My dad was in pain the last few days and now he is not. He is with his family in heaven and he is rejoicing for his family on earth and Daddy's hands were always gentle and I've come to understand, there was always love in Daddy's hands.
I love you DAD!
Wife Roxella Donohue Browns Father
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Gravesite Details
My Dad's favorite brother passed away Sept 3, 2010 My Uncle Steve Brown. 58158641
