Jeffrey L. Evans

Jeffrey Evans Obituary

Jeffrey L. Evans 12/25/54 ~ 10/12/06 Jeffrey Lynn Evans, 51, died at home on October 12, 2006, of cancer. He will be missed by all who knew and loved him. Jeff was born on December 25, 1954 in Salt Lake City, Utah to Harold John Evans and Dorothy Clark Russell. He earned his undergraduate and Masters Degrees from the University of Utah. He married Debra Patterson in 1989; later divorced. For over 18 years, Jeff was an impassioned and devoted employee of Sam Weller's Bookstore. Jeff had many interests including reading, chess, scrabble and cycling. He loved listening to music, bantering in politics, philosophical discussions, and watching the moonrise over the Wasatch Mountains. Jeffrey is survived by his daughter Octavia; mother, Dorothy Clark Russell; brothers Larry (Joyce) Evans, Michael (Laurie) Evans, and Kenneth Evans; sister Patricia (Charles) White. Funeral Services will be held on Saturday, October 14th at 11:00 at the Ensign Stake Center, 135 No. "A" St., Salt Lake City, where friends may call beginning at 9:45 a.m. Arrangements entrusted to Starks Funeral Parlor. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to either Community Nursing Services or The Huntsman Cancer Institute.

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Published by The Salt Lake Tribune on Oct. 13, 2006.

Memories and Condolences
for Jeffrey Evans

15 Entries

Charlotte Bell

October 18, 2006

I met you within two weeks of moving to Salt Lake, way back in 1982. I hold many fond memories of hiking, biking, cooking, ice skating, and watching and discussing the many films we watched. I'll miss your melodious voice, your impeccable reading recommendations and your steadfast integrity. Farewell, friend.

Andrea Charmain Ashbridge

October 18, 2006

In this life there is no luck; only strategy with grace. You are my mentor still. You are owed.

Willy Littig

October 18, 2006

Jeff, a friend with style and grace, we will think of you and smile

Rebecca wallace

October 16, 2006

I only met Jeff once, when I came to his third floor Avenues apartment. I came as a guest with Jeff's brother Ken on Thanksgiving three years ago. But I remember being impressed with what an interesting guy Jeff was. He talked widely and with great passion on many subjects. He was a gourmet cook, a wonderful skill on Thanksgiving! And he obviously cherished and valued his family and friends. I wish I could have known him better. Ken, and your family, may your fond memories of Jeff bring you peace until you meet again.

Shannon Thatcher

October 16, 2006

The Hobbit is what began our friendship at South High and I'll never forget that first phone call you made to me when you said, "Hi Shannon, this is Bilbo". I treasured all the letters you wrote me during the time you lived in Modesto and I was so happy when you returned.
You touched a lot of lives and will be missed a lot.
I'll forever hold my memories of you close to my heart.

Suzie Michelsen

October 16, 2006

Life is a cycle of priorities that flows from self to friends to family. You came to me during a time when I was impressionable. Your intelligence, your beauty, your influence stays with me still. I remember the peace marches, the music, the friendships, and the philosophical talks. It was a time when we were immortal and empowered in our youth. Yet, you're still strong within the remaining three of us, even after our reality turned to life and family replaced time with friends. I remember you. I always did. I always will. Godspeed

Roger McDonough

October 15, 2006

I miss you Jeff.

Kristen (Brady) Allred

October 15, 2006

Jeff always got you thinking about anything and everything. I loved his suave way of talking. I miss everyone at Weller World, but he will be missed even more. I love you all.

Pamela Fitches

October 14, 2006

My heart aches to bid farewell to one of the most eloquent and elegant men I have ever known. I will picture him with a wry smile, trying to keep the kitties inside the apartment - so delighted to miss an outing because he had to care for adored grandchildren - the last glowing view of mountains from under the fuschias on the little balcony.
Should we all live a life of such aesthetic appreciation, graceful energy, and warm intelligence.

Mike Brady

October 14, 2006

Thanks for being my Led Zeppelin air-guitar buddy. Odd and loveable, I'll miss you.

love,
Mike

Jeff Combe

October 13, 2006

Au revoir, Jeffrey,
I miss you already and now I can't call you up and discuss a Truffaut film or an obscure book, piece of music, or the latest despicable politician. You had that take I hadn't thought of...and I'm going to miss that great infectious laugh of yours that made the world stop...
Weird guy? Avec tout le respect que je vous dois! (I know you were thinking I murdered French, but you were to always too kind to say). I thought you were a classy guy, the likes of which will not be seen again. Goodbye, Jeffrey.
jc

Bradley N. Clark

October 13, 2006

I was so sorry to hear of the passing of my cousin Jeff. My thoughts are with you all at this time of sorrow.

Harold Carr

October 13, 2006

walking above Memory Grove

—for Jeff Evans

death’s a problem
with no options

what’s left
doesn’t feel right

sunset through leaves
where you walked
often

not much water left
but, unlike you, it’ll
be back next spring

leading to thoughts
of eternal return—--about which
only you know

then again
maybe you’re not
except in our minds

sun to its rest
darker with each step
remembering our death
hike together
for another friend

this could become a habit
—--death & poetry
like the last time
we talked

impossible not
to imagine after

zero came late—--round
like a womb in a prehistoric cave
painting—--out-of-sight
for a thousand years

almost home
not much light left

mountain silhouette

slight dusk breeze

evening star
over mirror sliver lake

time to say goodbye
to this poem

all the words are eyes

--- h carr, 2006-10-12

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