In memory of Julia Faye (Jensen) Williams. She was born in
Beaver, Utah December 10, 1919 and died in Salt Lake City , Utah
on January 29, 2007 at the age of 87. She was the youngest daughter
of Neils and Katie Bell (Levi) Jensen.
I was born in Beaver, Utah on December 10, 1919 the youngest of
four girls. My older sisters were Clerynth, Norma, and Letty. I
attended Belknap Grade School and graduated from Beaver High School
in 1937. In September of that year, I married my high school sweet
heart, John Bernett Williams who was also born in Beaver, Utah on
July 24, 1917. We moved to Los Angeles, California where John was
employed by Northrop Aircraft and later by Union Pacific Railroad
during World War II. We then moved to Milford, Utah for six years
and finally to 1720 East Moor Dale Lane in Salt Lake City, Utah. I
worked as a night switchboard operator for the telephone company and
later as a receptionist at the Memorial Medical Center. We are
presently retired living in Salt Lake City.
Written by Faye Jensen Williams in 1994.
Born in Beaver, Utah to Niels and Katie Belle Levi Jensen, Julia Faye Williams,
87, completed her earthly life at Canyon Creek Assisted Living on Monday.
She married John B. Williams September 7, 1937 in Beaver. John passed away September 8, 2004.
A woman of many talents and abilities, she cultivated beautiful flower, a talented seamstress,
embroidered beautiful landscapes and pictures, and enjoyed her work as a receptionist and doctor's
aid at the Memorial Medical Center.
Reveled in the scholastic, athletic and professional
achievements of her family, she is survived by son John Clare (Phyllis); grandchildren,
Christine Goodwin, Scott, Jon (Kelly), and Susan; and nine great grandchildren. Predeceased by
three sisters, Clerynth, Norma, and Letty; two infant sons; and a great grandson, Cody.
You look back on memories you forgot you had,
And at times you'll smile even though it hurts so bad.
Your mother is a special woman and no one can take her place,
You'll find a piece of mind when you remember he smiling face.
Your mother is an angel now she flies high above the rest,
and in your hearts always and forever she will be the best.
She has earned her wings and it's time for her to fly,
I know it hurts no one is ever ready to say good-bye.
She knows you do not understand and that you cry at night,
But as you finally drift of to sleep let her memory hold you tight.
She will be your guardian angel through the rest of your life,
Helping lead you on the path between what' wrong and right.
your mother loves you so very much and her love will always remain true,
Please don't ever think for a second that your mother will forget you.
A mothers love is like no other in the whole world,
she has the most wonderful memories of a little boy and girl.
She has taken them with her as she's flown away,
Up to Heaven free of pain which is her new home to stay.
So although you can not see her and you wish she could be there,
Your mother can always hear you and your mother will always care.
A mother does not forget the two greatest loves of her life,
And she loved nothing more than being your mommy, and your daddy's wife.
She is so proud of her family and that's in her heart to stay,
Even though she's and angel and has had to fly away.
So as you cry your tears remember your mothers love,
Being sent to you from her, from the beautiful Heaven above.
She will be there through your good times, she will be there through your bad,
She'll be there when you are happy, she'll be there when your sad.
Your mother has become and angel now, it is her time to fly,
And you will never know how bad it hurt me to watch you have to say good-bye.
Julia Faye and John Bernett Williams
Kent's Lake in the Beaver Mountains