We extend our love and condolences to the family and friends of our departed Classmates.

Carolyn Dunford Kasteler

5 June 1951 - 21 June 2022

Murray, UT - Carolyn Elizabeth Dunford Kasteler passed away peacefully at home June 21, 2022, with her devoted husband and eternal companion, Ronald Dewitt Kasteler by her side after a courageous 5-year battle with colon cancer.

She was preceded in death by her precious son, Nathan, who lived only 10 months before returning home to his Heavenly Father.

Love of God, love of family, and love of others were Carolyn's guiding principles. Her abiding love for Heavenly Father led her to seek His covenant blessings in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints throughout her life. Accordingly, she married Ronald Dewitt Kasteler in the Salt Lake Temple on Aug 23, 1972. Together, they created a family that was built upon the Gospel of Jesus Christ. She looked outwards to the needs of others and taught her children to do the same.

She was the beloved mother of seven children—Aaron Kasteler, Nathan Kasteler (deceased), Elizabeth Douglas (David) Adam Kasteler, David Kasteler (Michelle), Stephen Kasteler (Victoria) and Kathryn Bolton (Blake) and the "Gramma" of Lydia, Nathan, Rachel, KarissaRae, Temana, Sekope, Emily, Eleanor, Thomas, Melanie, Owen, Peter, and Nora. She always made sure they knew she loved them, "So, so, so much."

Carolyn knew from the age of five that she wanted to become a nurse so that she could help others. She graduated magna cum laude from the University of Utah and spent most of her career in Pediatrics. She drew great joy and purpose from being a nurse. Working with her friend and colleague, Kaye Tanner, she founded "Angel Watch"—a pediatric hospice company that helped expectant parents to celebrate life as they grieved the loss of their unborn or newly born children. Her sensitivity and loving nature helped soothe the pains of many Utah families. Determined to the end, she compiled some of the stories and experiences of those in this program into a book, Watching Over Angels, which was self-published miraculously just days before her death. Her fervent desire to serve others is an example to all of us.

Carolyn had a zest to learn new things and was an accomplished pianist and gardener. She loved to create beautiful things, including quilts, art, and fairy gardens. She loved creating experiences and memories for others. Neighbors will remember plates of cookies, barbeques, donuts, and personal visits. She also planned and organized several fundraisers to better her local community. She was not afraid of hard work or being inconvenienced. She served all her adult life in many church leadership roles, most recently in the Relief Society with a glad and devoted heart. Life was not just half-full to Carolyn; it was full to the brim with goodness and joy.

Carolyn's deepest desire was to become more like her Savior, Jesus Christ, and to do all in her power to bring people unto Him by sharing His love. She purposely looked for daily "HOGIMLs"- an acronym she coined for the "hand of God in my life." She knew that because of Him, true and lasting happiness can be experienced. Carolyn came closer to this ideal than most. To know her was to feel His love. Carolyn's example taught all around her to be profoundly grateful and find joy in any circumstance. Her last act of service was to have her body donated to the University of Utah for medical research.

In her passing, she was reunited with her parents, Love Clayton and Elizabeth Dunford, and brothers Carlos, David and his wife Janet, and Doug Dunford.

She is survived by her remaining brothers and sisters, Carlos's wife (Judy), David's 2nd wife (Judy), Gayle Wilson (Randon), Doug's wife (Annette), Robert Dunford (Jill), Dan Dunford (Penny), Gloria Lloyd (Rob), and John Dunford (Pam).

The family would like to thank all of the countless medical personnel who rendered compassionate care for Carolyn over the past five years. We are eternally grateful and will not forget your kindness.

A memorial gathering will be held Sunday, June 26 from 6:00-8:00 pm at the Murray Utah Stake of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints at 160 East 4600 South, Murray, Utah 84107. Friends are welcome.

Funeral services to honor Carolyn's amazing life will be held Monday, June 27 at 11:00 am at the same location. Friends are welcome to pay their respects beginning at 10:00 a.m. Services will be livestreamed at: murray25.org

David Louis Buchman

1951-2022

Salt Lake City, UT—David Louis "Buck" Buchman, left us peacefully on Sunday, June 12, 2022, after a hard battle with leukemia and a bone marrow transplant. He was surrounded by loved ones.

David was born February 15, 1951, in Salt Lake City, Utah, to Howard Moss "Mickey" Buchman and Margaret Priscilla Templeton. David lost his father when he was just nine years old. He and his sister, Ann, were raised by a hard-working single mother, with the support of his paternal grandparents, Louis Buchman and Ann Omega "Nana" Wolfe, and an incredible group of friends from the neighborhood. He loved playing baseball, football, and doing other outdoor activities with his neighborhood friends. He attended Bonneville Elementary, Clayton Middle School, East High School, and the University of Utah, where he enjoyed living at the Sigma Chi house. He kept close friends from each of these schools throughout his life. From Little League games to river rafting trips and ski weekends, Dave lived for time with his friends.

An avid reader, his living room and bedside tables were littered with books, magazines, and newspapers, and he loved to discuss and share with anyone who would listen. Sunday dinners with his mother and wife were often spent comparing favorite New Yorker cartoons, laughing long into the evening. Once he surprised his daughter with a skirt he bought for her, saying "I read in the Times Style section that this is really hip." Christmas shopping always included a trip to The King's English where he could peruse the books for hours, and he always wanted to talk about the last novel he read.

He was a great cook, often trying out new recipes he had seen in cooking magazines or on television. Not satisfied with keeping his techniques to himself, he was a notorious backseat driver in the kitchen.

His work in the trust departments at First Security Bank and Wells Fargo gave him the opportunity to work with many local non-profit organizations and enrich the lives of countless Utahns. Dave's work supported and grew organizations in the arts (including Utah Symphony, Utah Opera and Ballet West), and education and healthcare (including Guadalupe School, the University of Utah Colleges of Nursing, Social Sciences and Health Sciences). He thoroughly enjoyed his work with KUER and the Natural History Museum of Utah, especially the capital campaign for the new building.

David was an unusual convert to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Raised in Utah by a Jewish father, and a Protestant mother, he said "I had knowledge about religion that was a mile wide and an inch deep." He joined in 1990, and was sealed to his family in the Salt Lake Temple in 1999. In his role as a youth Sunday School teacher and leader, he interjected humanity, humor, and perspective that endeared him to teenagers in the neighborhood.

Hobbies, work and service aside, it was his life at home that brought David his greatest joy. This month he would have celebrated his 43rd anniversary with his best friend and wife, Linda Henderson Buchman. He supported her in so many ways, from packing her school lunch and brainstorming school program ideas with her, to projects around the yard. He was a proud and supportive father of two beautiful daughters - Lauren Buchman (Dave Morrissey) and Carly Watts (Dustin Watts). The most common phrase he uttered was, "How did I get so lucky to have the most beautiful girls?" When they were younger, much of his free time was spent cheering them on, or yelling at referees, from the sidelines of their soccer games. As they grew older, he offered advice and mentorship for their relationships, careers, and finances. He loved his newest role as "Papa" to Maxwell and Cecelia Watts; flying kites, sledding, singing silly songs, and taking Max on special outings. He was looking forward to skiing with them.

His final year was difficult, but he was supported through it with the help and love of his family, friends, neighbors, home aides- Eseta and Sela- and the staff of Huntsman hematology/oncology and bone marrow transplant unit. He often said that his nurses and aides were the best and that he loved them.

Dave's dry sense of humor endeared him to most, while admittedly offending a few. His stories, conversations, curiosity to understand and connect with others made him unforgettable. To say he was loved and will be missed is an understatement.

In lieu of flowers, the family requests that you share your favorite story about David, and donations be made to Huntsman Cancer Institute, Leukemia And Lymphoma Society, or The Natural History Museum of Utah, in his memory. A celebration of life will be held at a later date.
Published by The Salt Lake Tribune from Jun. 18 to Jun. 26, 2022.

Jane Wilde Ballard Siddoway Greene

1951 ~ 2022

Phoenix, Arizona- Jane passed away March 25, 2022 in Phoenix, Arizona after a long, brutal battle with Alzheimer's Disease. The disease ravaged her mind and her body but her indomitable spirit remained. She was born April 2, 1951 in Salt Lake City, Utah to William Lewis Wilde and Dorothy Crane.

She graduated from East High School in Salt Lake City in 1969 and was active in the Junior Achievement program. She took private tennis lessons with her sister Nancy from Dave Freed. At the age of fifteen, after the death of their mother, she and Nancy were expected to take over the family home and care for their younger brother, Jim.

Jane had many jobs in many fields and her creativity knew no bounds. She was a popular babysitter from a young age and a beautiful seamstress. Favorite jobs included The Rose Shop, Fred A. Moreton Company, and flying with American West Airlines.

She married Melvin Ballard in 1970. One son, Matthew Ballard. Married Robert Siddoway in 1977. Two daughters, Courtney Siddoway and Bobbi Jane Siddoway. Married Gary Greene in 1998.

Jane is survived by two children, her sisters Maxine Baker, Lyn Heaton, Becky Gledhill, and Nancy Paramore, her brother Jim Wilde, several grandchildren, many nieces and nephews, and her husband, Gary. Preceded in death by her parents, infant daughter Courtney, and one sister, Barbara Crouch.

She was cremated in Phoenix, Arizona under the direction of the Neptune Society. Family services in Salt Lake City are pending.

Although Guy was Class of '68 he was a good friend to many in the Class of '69.

Guy Toombes

Deceased 10/23/2021

Elegy for Guy Toombes

by John Adamson

Met at tennis, age of ten

Beat him once but not again

Ping pong once as well, if ever;

Just too strong and quick and clever

Then Davis Cup and High School doubles

Happy Place through teenage troubles 

Straight set wins that left them sobbin’

He was Batman, I was Robin

Looking like the Sundance Kid

Girls attended all he did

Some come to root for rival friends

Wound up cheering Guy instead

Muscled like a lumberjack

From moving tram parts off a track

One long summer as Snowbird builder

Soon would find his life off kilter

Honors grad from U of U

Future looking bright and blue

Hercules Plant engineer

Until a climbing fall proved dear

His brutal, lifelong cortex wound

To heart soul could never sound;

Kind and gentle to the end—

Rest In peace now, dear old friend.

Brian Lee Brown

2/10/1951 - 12/20/2020

Top Ten Fun Things To Do With Brian Brown in the 7th Grade - A Tribute by John Adamson

Ten—Ride the 5-State Street bus downtown (2-bits fare) and visit the following: Douglas Model to window shop and occasionally buy Revell Models of Chevys; Race the slot cars; pick up decals for the models we’d already built. Brian never lost the slot car races. He brought 3-in-One oil to help. 

Nine—Stop at the record shop on Broadway to listen to 45’s with headphones in little curtained rooms. Bought them once in a rare while, mainly to give to each other as presents for Christmas or our joint birthday, Feb 10. Born within hours of each other in the maternity ward at LDS Hospital. Millburn claims we were switched at birth. 

Eight—Stop at Pal-D-Mar Lanes on the bus ride home for one (and only one) line of bowling. 35 cents each. I checked out shoes size 6, he 10.5.

Seven—Ride our Schwin bikes down to 13th East between 2nd-3rd South (mere yards from where he took the terrible spill that gave him his scar) to visit the following: Spudnut Shop (for Spudnuts, potato donuts with sugar glaze); Freezer (10 cent Slushies, Lime flavor); The Villager Men’s Clothing to see the shirts Bradley would soon be wearing, buy Adler socks and save up for ties, also to give each other for Christmas. I wore one such all the way through college and beyond. 

Six—“Borrow” his mother’s gray Ford to try to teach me how to drive 3-on-the-column stick. Trouble was that I was too short to reach the clutch and ran it off the road a time or two up on Arlington Drive. Then his big brothers had to come and dig us out.

Five–“Borrow” Federal Heights Ward members’ cars for a quick trip to the Spudnut shop (open Sundays!) then back before church let out. Tricky part was remembering to wipe the sugar flecks off our our faces before going back in.

Four—Collecting monthly payment for our paper routes. If Brian came along, people paid up right on the spot. Without him not so much. Plus we got to meet the people we served, my route was lower Aves and full of artistic and bohemian types. It was fun. Brian taught me the job; how to fold papers with or without rubber bands, how to ride no hands and toss papers on the fly, how to double ring the bells and the corner gas stations sending the attendants dashing after us with fists or fingers raised.

Three—Play hoops at The Federal Heights Ward gym. We helped lay the hardwood floor and knew where the soft spots were. He started the Ward ball games, I rode the pine with Dave Evans but when we were all three in, usually late in the game when the big guns were resting or fouled out, we were good. We lost to Milbie and Fielden and their moving picks with forearm shivers to the chin but beat everybody else. Dave was deadly with his lefty rainbow from the baseline and I had a knack for drawing fouls and hitting free throws. Brian held the middle like the Washington Monument holds the National Mall.

Two—Take gunny sacks or ice blocks up to Lindsey Gardens next to the SL Cemetery and slide down the steep grassy slopes behind the Little League baseball fields. We flew. Then fled (cemetery grounds crew people took a dim view of such antics. It wrecked the lawn).

One—Race our Revell models down the steep cement walk that led to the U of U Stewart School front door. The competition were Stewart 8th graders, Dury Pingree, Cy Sherwood, Mitch Black—no slouches themselves to model building and racing. My yellow Chevelle ran well but usually came in 2nd, Brian’s gray Nomad wagon (fishing sinker weighted in the back) never lost.

Other fun stuff included Drive In movies with his bros, touch football at Reservoir Park (a venue that soured for him in high school when drugs showed up) and going over to the Eastmonds, always uninvited, and eating Marge’s wonderful leftovers. Riki and Tina were either never there or hiding upstairs but Marge didn’t mind and neither did we.

Brian was wonderful company from the day I met him in the 5th grade or so to the last text he sent me his hospital bed razzing me about the suddenly hapless New England Patriots.

I will miss him beyond words but remember him always with a smile on my face for the million laughs and goofy adventures we shared. 

God bless Susan, his family and his 500 best friends, give or take a thousand. Let him ever remind us to treat our friends like dearest family. That is his legacy and it is a great one.

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OBITUARY

Brian Lee Brown,69, passed away on December 20, 2020 at Texas Health Harris Southwest Hospital in Fort Worth, TX. He was born on February 10, 1951, in Salt Lake City, Utah to Donald R. Brown and Shirley Johnson Brown

Brian grew up in Salt Lake City, Utah. Brian graduated from East High School in Salt Lake City in 1969. After high school he was called on a Mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in the Indiana-Michigan Mission.

• After returning home from his Mission, he attended the University of Utah and Brigham young University.
• Brian joined the Utah Air National Guard in 1972 and served for 6.5 years. He was trained as an air traffic controller in the Guard. He opted for a temporary tour of duty at Tyndall AFB, Florida, where he met his wife, Susan, in 1974.
• He spent his career doing what he loved, selling high line automobiles in Florida and Texas.

Brian married Susan Elaine George in 1975 in the Salt Lake Temple of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Salt Lake City, UT. They were happily married for 45 years. Brian loved the Lord, he loved Texas, football, traveling and Muscle Cars.  He was outgoing, and never met a stranger.  When he met someone new, he found a common ground with that person and became fast friends.  He was one of the most selfless people you will ever meet.  He was always looking for an opportunity to serve his fellow man and the Lord. He looked for the good in everyone and was always one of the first to welcome a new member or visitor to the ward meetings. His great attitude and cheery personality made it easy to meet new friends.

Brian was preceded in death by his parents, Donald and Shirley Brown, brothers, Jay Conway Robert Clinton Brown and Bruce Timothy Brown and a sister, Christine Annette Brown.

Brian is survived by Susan George Brown, spouse, of Burleson, TX, Donald Craig Brown and wife Joyce, brother and sister in law; Michael and Judith Lynne Nicholes,  sister and brother in law, Sydney Suzanne Abraham and Michael Abraham, sister and brother in law, and Debra Kay Thornton and Jim Thornton, sister and brother in law, and a host of  nieces and nephews, and many, many friends and coworkers.

A visitation will be held at Lucas and Blessing Funeral Home on December 31, 2020. The family will be greeting friends and relatives between 11-1pm. Burial will follow at Burleson Memorial Cemetery at 2:00 pm

In lieu of flowers the family requests memorial donations be made to the Make A Wish Foundation or   Lonestar Doberman Rescue, LSDR P.O Box 101782, Fort Worth, TX 76185, or if you’d rather donate online, https://www.lonestardobermans.org/.

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Carolyn Whitchurch Jorgensen

7/20/1951 - 12/06/2020

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Carolyn Whitchurch Jorgensen was born in Bountiful Utah in 1951. Her home for the next 21 years was with her family in Salt Lake City, Utah. Carolyn was the fourth of nine children of Walter Almon Whitchurch and Phyllis Pettit. She is survived by her husband, Bruce Jorgensen; children: Jennifer Ann (Ryan Pitt); William Alan (Jennifer Rose), Paula Sue (Pablo Airth), Nathan Owen (Cherie), and Andrew Lynn. She has six surviving brothers and one sister: Robert Earl (Marjorie), John, David (Tina), James (Fran), Ray (Julie), Ann, and Tom (Becky); and 25 grandchildren. Her mother, father and one brother, Walter Alan, preceded her in death.

She attended grade school and middle school close to her home and graduated from East High School. She started college at the University of Utah studying interior design and then transferred to Brigham Young University, to continue her studies. There she met and fell in love with Bruce Jorgensen of Richland, Washington. They were married in 1973 and eventually settled in Richland, Washington. Richland was home for her, she didn’t want to live anywhere else.

Carolyn enthusiastically embraced homemaking, motherhood and companionship with Bruce. She loved children and young people and found great joy in raising her five children. When her children were growing, she always loved welcoming their friends into her home.

She loved the outdoors and camping. When her children were young, she took it upon herself to completely renovate a pop-up camp trailer. She replaced the flooring, redid the cupboards, and outfitted the entire trailer for spur-of-the-moment trips to state parks, campgrounds, and even ocean shores. She loved camping, getting ready for the trip, traveling to different camp sites, setting things up, cooking and enjoying long chats about the campfire. She felt so in tune with life, nature, and her family when she was camping.

Carolyn’s love of learning led to a return to college later in life to finish a degree in teaching. She and her family were very proud of her accomplishment. Shortly after she finished her schooling and received her teaching certificate, her health began a long, slow decline. Fortunately for her family she didn’t let her health keep her from being enthusiastic about life. She raised her five children with love. She welcomed each grandchild that came along with equal enthusiasm. She nurtured and loved her husband more than he deserved.

She was passionate about the fine arts. She loved tap dancing and couples dancing with her husband. She loved to paint, especially toll painting and oil painting. Carolyn left several paintings as a reminder of her talent and her perspective on life. She especially loved pastoral scenes. She claimed she loved all seasons of the year for their varied colors and changes to the landscape.

Carolyn lived by faith. She was an active member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. She served in various callings in church and loved to associate with others. She loved the scriptures and songs of faith. She was deeply devoted to the principles of Jesus Christ. Her gift to quickly forgive meant that she did not hold a grudge, especially with her husband. She dedicated herself to him with genuine and sincere devotion. According to her, life consisted of being nice, spending time with her man and her family, and singing songs of joy and happiness. Many times she would just sing because she felt like it. She loved singing. Her favorite song was a children’s primary song, A Child’s Prayer. Her favorite orchestra piece was Handel’s Messiah. She practiced memorizing songs from the hymn books. As her physical mobility declined, she took up the piano and sang happily to herself.

As the effects of chronic pain and poor health on her body increased, she became happier and more content. She did not resent her lack of mobility, only her lack of contact with others. She has left this world a much better place for her smile, her love, and her example of faith.