Photo courtesy of Broomhead Funeral Home - Riverton
Riverton, Utah
Apr 20, 1940 – Sep 19, 2019 (Age 79)
Linda Joy Evans returned home to her Heavenly Father on September 19, 2019; she was 79. She was born April 20, 1940 to Evan Earl and Mary Grimstad Evans. Linda grew up in Draper, UT.
Linda is survived by her sisters: Maydell Withers, Sonia Withers and brother Steve Evans. She was preceded in death by her parents and brother John Evans. Many other family members are greeting her at this joyous reunion in Heaven.
We wish to thank the staff at Draper Rehab, the Lodge at Riverton and Vision Hospice for their friendship and loving care for Linda.
A graveside service will be held Thursday, September 26, 2019 at 11:00 A.M. at the Sandy City Cemetery, 9000 S. 700 E. Sandy, UT. A viewing will be held prior to the graveside from 9:30 – 10:30 A.M. at Broomhead Funeral Home, 12600 S. 2200 W. Riverton, UT.
Read MoreLinda was our neighbor and came to be a good friend. We extend our condolences on her passing.
Debbie Gragg
November 16, 2020 | West Jordan, UT | Friend
Sending sympathy for her family and friends as Linda transitions to the next phase of her life.
Clint & Stacy Withers
September 23, 2019 | Twin Falls, ID | Family
I remember how happy Aunt Linda was & the smile when had on her sweet face. I miss her orange jello she made with cottage cheese & whipping cream she made when we had family get togethers. I know I will see her again & be able to kiss her & put my arms around her & let her know how much she was loved by me.
Vicki Platt
September 22, 2019 | West Jordan, UT
To the family of my dear friend Linda I send my sincere condolences. Linda and I have been friends for almost 60 years. What a special soul she was. I hope you felt my kiss on your forehead dear friend. I love you and will miss you always. We had a lot of good times over the years. You will never be forgotten. REST IN SWEET ETERNAL PEACE.
Esther Kinder
September 22, 2019 | Draper, UT
Death, be not proud
Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost...
September 22, 2019
