Ida was one of the most unique people I had ever met as a high school student. At once impishly playful and the oldest grandmotherly looking soul you would ever know. We shared theater and writing classes, she excelled at both. One of my favorite memories of her is the story she tells of her leaving Mormonism. “I had just paid my tythe and I was walking up the stairs when I though – ‘what the hell am I doin?'” Ida died of compilations relating to alcoholism.
Ida “Maria” June Robinson 6/11/1967 ~ 10/22/2008 An extraordinary and compassionate soul to everyone she knew. Ida passed away peacefully at the intermountain Medical Center in Murray after a long illness.Born in Salt Lake City, Ida attended East H.S. and was admitted early to Westminster College where she graduated Summa cum laude on an Eccles scholarship with a B.A. degree in English and a minor in Fine Arts in 1988. Through the following years Ida served as a dedicated volunteer at St. Joseph’s Villa, the Salt Lake City Library and Hogle Zoo, and was pursuing a graduate degree in the University of Utah Educational Psychology Department. She hoped to work in the field of geriatric psychology. Ida was able to appreciate the inner beauty of all human beings she met and had a special love for animals. Creative and gifted, she shared her peculiar sense of humor and generous heart with many, including her God-parents Paul and Judy Yribar and her fellow parishioners at St. Ann’s Catholic Church. Ida is survived by her parents, Daimar and Kenneth O. Robinson (Lavada), sisters; Kay (Clint) and Ola, all of Salt Lake City; Uncles and Aunts, Jim and Kris Robinson, of Parawan, Ut., George and Deon Williams of Enterprise, UT; Jerry and Dot Robinson of Las Vegas, dear uncle Stuart Roy Paddock of San Francisco, many colleagues, friends and extended family, including Mimi, David, Anna and Ida’s beloved godson Kieran Cabezas of San Pablo, CA. Deep appreciation is extended to the extraordinary medical staff at Salt Lake Regional Medical Center, University of Utah Hospital and Intermountain Medical Center. An informal memorial celebration will be held at 2 pm on Sat., Nov. 1, 2008 at Jenkins-Soffe Mortuary, 4760 So. State Street in Murray, UT. Friends may visit one hour prior to the services at the mortuary. Online condolences can be sent to the family at http://www.jenkins-soffe.com
Courtney Ann Peel Wolcott
I started dating Courtney in Highschool. She was younger than me, and almost painfully shy. I wanted to love her as much as she seemed to love me, but couldn’t. In photos I saw of her she was bright and alive, but her shyness hid that away whenever she got close to me.
I handled our time together badly. I broke up, I got back together. She slept with my best friends, maybe to piss me off, maybe not. In the end she had one more fling with me and then never spoke to me again. I’m sure I deserved it. I was too young to be an adequate partner for someone so sensitive. I don’t know if she ever found the love she deserved. I loved her, but not well enough. Her suicide was likely caused by struggles with addiction.
Published: Friday, Nov. 17, 2006 1:59 p.m. MST
Courtney Ann Peel Wolcott 1967 ~ 2006 Courtney began her journey as the daughter of John and Julie Peel on February 17, 1967. She grew up in Salt Lake and attended East High School and the University of Utah. She is also survived by her younger sister, Jennifer, who was an important part of her life. Courtney was an incredible beauty. Her love and appreciation for art and music lived in her own incredible ability to play the piano, as well as create and enjoy many facets of art she loved. As an Honor Student at the U of U, Courtney majored in math and biology. She worked as an accompanist for the Ballet Department at the U of U. Courtney married J. Christopher Wolcott and became the mother of Maxwell, age 15 and Gabrielle Elise, age 9. She found perfection in her two amazing children. There was no prouder mother. She drew great peace in nature and spent many happy hours camping, river running, exploring Southern Utah and photographing its beauty with her family. Courtney worked as a graphic artist; she was a whiz on the computer, could breathe life into any plant, helped everyone with their crossword puzzles and was extremely well read. Courtney took up knitting and was exceptional in her ability to create her own patterns and designs. Her husband describes her as a “thoroughbred,” highly strung and with a heart too tender for this life. Thank you to her many friends at the Journey at Willowcreek and to all the people who have been a support to Courtney and her family. Friends may drop by Friday, November 17, 2006 from 6 to 8 pm at Sunset Lawn Mortuary, 2350 East 1300 South. A private family ceremony will be held on Saturday. Donations may be made in Courtney’s name to Crossroads Urban Center or the charity of your choice.
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