Mike Edgar

                                                            

 

Michael Don Edgar

October 7, 1946 — May 15, 2026

Michael Don Edgar was born October 7, 1946, in Manhattan, New York. When he was a toddler, he and his mother (Miriam Edgar) relocated to Utah to live with family. They lived in Salt Lake City until Mike was in junior high, then settled in the Bountiful area.

After graduating from Bountiful High School, he enlisted in the Navy and served four years, which included three tours of active duty in Vietnam. Mike met the love of his life in the summer of 1974 (Jinnie Tuttle), and they married in December of that year. They lived in West Bountiful and raised their two children there where they had many great memories.

Mike worked as a purchasing manager in the steel industry for 18 years, then in the ski lift industry. He was a hard worker and made lifelong friends everywhere he worked. Mike enjoyed waterfowl hunting which later turned into wildlife photography. He loved baseball, playing every day in his younger years, then following his favorite teams throughout his life. He loved riding his dirt bike and later ATV’s. He spent many Saturdays in the desert riding with his son Kelly and going on camping trips and day trips with the family where they rode many miles together. Later he loved going to desert races which Kelly and his grandson Kole competed in.

He was an avid reader, he loved studying the history of WWII and reading detective novels. He loved poking around in the desert looking for rocks, which started in his early years as his mom would take him to the middle of nowhere to find treasures like geodes and topaz, and any other types of gems they could find.

His greatest joy was when he became a grandpa. He loved going to volleyball games and tournaments for his granddaughters and to the dirt bike races at the track and in the desert.  His grandkids were the light of his life. He made sure they would have a decent car when they started driving, giving them one of his own cars, which was a good excuse to go buy another one! He loved cars, especially his ‘71 Chevy Nova and his Chevy pick-up.

The hardest thing in his life was helping in the care of his daughter Bobbie, when she suffered a 3-year battle with breast cancer. He was by her side every day, taking her to treatments and doctor appointments, and spending days in the hospital with her. They were best friends and formed an unbreakable bond. When she died, a piece of him died too. As his health declined, he looked forward to the happy reunion they would have.

Mike is survived by his wife, Jinnie, son Kelly (Jennifer), children Taylor (Charles) Francey, Matthew and Kole, and great-grandson Matthew III. Son-in-law Robert Bennett, children Autumn, Brooke and Bailey. Preceded in death by mother, Miriam Edgar, and daughter, Barbara “Bobbie” Bennett.

The family would like to thank the University of Utah staff, and Huntsman Hospital Comfort Care, and hospice teams for their amazing help in treating Mike, and the respect and dignity in which they cared for him.

Funeral services will be held at 10:00 AM, Friday, May 22, 2026, at Russon Mortuary, 295 North Main, Bountiful, where a viewing will be held from 9:00 - 9:45 AM prior to services.  Interment - Bountiful City Cemetery.

Nellie Edwards

 
Alice Ekker

Well Ma, you left the party way too soon. On September 12, 2025, the old girl crossed over. Alice Janell Edwards was born April 30, 1947, in Meadow, Utah, to Gerald and Luella Edwards. Growing up with her siblings Larry, Mont, Deaner, and Jery Lou, there was no shortage of family, fun, and friends — raising hell and havoc at every turn, testing the boundaries of small‑town religion and the patience of her folks. Mom enjoyed hunting, camping, fishing, and spending time with her family and friends.

In January 1965 she was bestowed the title of Ma when she got her beautiful, bouncy baby boy, Shawn Patrick O’Brien. Living in Salt Lake City and working at Beneficial Life as a single mom, she wasn’t sure what was in her future. Then she met Alfred Glen Ekker, the man from the other side of the mountain. I don’t think she really knew what she was getting herself into with this one. Cowboy, small town, sheep/cattle herder with the flair and sass to match Mom’s. They hit it off and got married December 15th, 1973, in Elko, Nevada. Dad says they were drunk as skunks. With this union, Mom gained a lifelong husband and two girls, LaVern Steinbaugh and Natalie Haas. Dad gained a life partner and a son, Shawn. Four years into their new life together they had a deer‑hunting accident, and in July of ’77 they were graced with Jamie Thompson, the youngest of the four kids. They officially had his, hers, and ours. For the next 50+ years Mom’s life would be filled with very eventful controlled chaos. It was not an uncommon thing to see her scowl at old Alfie, grit her teeth, and say, “Damn you, Alfred!”

In June of ’84 they moved to Blackfoot and bought five acres northwest of town. That spring the electric man planted a power pole in what I think is the center of the property. The water man dropped the well, set the head, and first hydrant as close to the driveway as possible with no chance of it ever being hit. (Dad, I think, has three, and we don’t talk about all the times Mom hit it.) No sewer or house, but they had a travel trailer — a 36‑footer they lived in for 95 days over the summer. All the kids thought this was awesome; we were camping for summer break. While Dad felt this was an OK life, the day he came home from work and Mom was in the ditch shaving her legs on the culvert and all us kids were running around like a bunch of naked hillbillies, he decided to get her a house. The arduous task of getting a house and sewer was now the top priority. One eventful day Dad, Oop, and John decided it was the perfect day to dig the hole for the sewer tank. Three men hopped in the truck with two kids excited to ride in the “big semi‑truck” that was towing the backhoe they had just stolen from the Cat dealer. Yep, you read that right. Ninety‑eight beer cans later they had a hole big enough to house a hotel‑sized sewer tank. This is where one of the “Damn you, Alfred!” moments was heard loud and clear.

Mom finally got her a house, and over several years the adventures came in waves. Mom gained eight grandkids (Gabe, Alex, Brandi, Courtney, Danae, Cody, William, and Stormy Jo) and eleven great‑grandkids (Deagan, Ryker, Makaila, Kiara, Rayna, Elle, Kensley, Parker, Mason, Kelsey, and Shawn). The family grew in leaps and bounds — Mom loved it. Birthdays, sports events, graduations, weddings, and many more momentous occasions. Mom loved family, friends, food, and fun. Her family was everything to her. She was the bubble gum and kite string that held this soapbox car together. She put the boss in Mob Boss. You could always find her with a smile on her face. Sunday Super Bowl games turned into all‑night Yahtzee matches. Home repairs came with the use of chainsaws — that’s another eventful moment. Weekend goose‑cooking marathons. Weekend wood‑cutting parties. Late‑night runs to the grocery store to buy a case of toilet paper to T‑P the neighbors’ houses. All‑day four‑wheeler rides that took the better part of Saturday. Get‑togethers in our house were always around the dinner table or centered in the kitchen area. The best conversations and education you can have are when you are at the dinner table tossing rolls to each other. (Damn you, Alfred.) We love and miss you so much, Mom, Ma, Mother, Granny, Grandma, Grand Mummy, Dear, and Nellie. Dinners won’t be the same without you telling us how to put away your food in your fridge or what butter container the leftovers are in. At this time, we do not have a service planned. We will have a Spring Fling this coming spring for everyone to swing by, visit, and bring a goodie to enjoy in honor of our special lady.

Hawker Funeral Home has had the honor of caring for the Ekker family during this time.

Copyright © 2026 by the family of Alice Ekker

Connie Lamb

  

Connie Lamb

September 18, 1947 — April 3, 2026

Orem, UT

Our beloved sister Connie passed away peacefully at her home in Orem, Utah, on April 3, 2026. She died from a rare form of cancer known as Thymoma Cancer, which was diagnosed in 2019. She has been on Hospice Care for 5 1/2 years.

Connie was born on September 18, 1947, in Salt Lake City to Delbert Molen and Alta Wright Lamb. She was the youngest of six children. Her two brothers and three sisters were delighted to have a new baby sister.

Connie loved school and was a good student. After graduating from Bountiful High, she went to the University of Utah for many years. Connie earned a Bachelor’s and Master's degree in biology. Then she went on to receive a professional degree: Master's of Library Science. Connie worked at the Harold B. Lee Library at Brigham Young University, with specialties in anthropology, Middle East studies, African studies and women's studies. She was also the adjunct curator for women's manuscript collections in the L. Tom Perry Special Collections at the BYU Library. Connie earned a degree in Middle East Studies, and Cultural Anthropology and an MPhil in anthropology. Connie is co-editor of two book-length bibliographies, has published several book reviews and articles on a variety of topics, and has developed four databases for library research. Connie was active in both library and subject-oriented professional organizations and has given presentations and papers at numerous association meetings. Connie was a Librarian at the Brigham Young Library for 41 Years. Connie retired December 1, 2021.

In the fall of 1987 Connie was the librarian in charge of the new Jerusalem Center Library. She spent seven months living in the Jerusalem Center and setting up the library for the students who were doing the first Study Abroad Semester. Connie traveled back several times over the years to make sure it was in good condition for the students. She loved the library and the students who worked for her. What a great career!

Connie served a Mission in the North Germany Mission which included Hamburg, Hannover, Bremen and West Berlin. It was an eighteen-month mission, but her companion had three months to serve so the Mission President asked if Connie would stay three additional months so they could travel home together. She and her companion were able to tour as they traveled home.

Over the last 30 years Connie has had several dogs and cats in her home. She is an animal lover of all animals. Her pets are her children to her. In June 2020 Connie got two rescue dogs. She named them Sasha and Fritz. When Connie was diagnosed with cancer the following August the dogs were there to rescue her, and they did!! They were by her night and day.

Connie loves sports and has played and coached girl's church basketball games and basketball teams. The girls loved her and she still has friends who remember her as their coach. She loves watching all sport games on TV, especially BYU and Utah girls and boys, all sport teams.

Connie is a faithful member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. She enjoyed going to the temple once a week. She had a strong testimony and loved the gospel.

Connie's favorite thing to do was to read. She would read three or four books at the same time. She always had a book in her hand. She also would read the scriptures daily.

Per Connie's request there will be no viewing or funeral, just a private graveside service for the immediate family. May her memory live in the hearts of those who knew and loved her.