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7/17/2006   8:09:43 AM

Guy is my Uncle. He is one of the sweetest guys I have ever met. He always spoke with a soft and caring tone...always. I love him. He always paid attention to me. He always cared. He would seek me out when no one else would. I remember when I was young I was playing in the garage on a motorcycle and it began to tip over, out of nowhere Guy shows up and catches the motorcycle right before it smashed my leg. He inspired my love for traveling to different countries and my first stamp on my passport. There is no single word that could define him. He is simply Guy, which is the most wonderful thing he could be. He lived a tremendous life. From what I saw, he had no regrets. He lived life the way he wanted to, not by what others wanted him to do and that is a hard thing to do. He lived a good and happy life. He will forever inspire me and live in my heart and soul. I love you Guy, thank you ever so much for being in my life.   Sadie Hyman

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7/17/2006   10:17:27 AM

Uncle Guy and Aunt Becky would often come to our house for Sunday Dinner. He would bring his laptop computer and let me play "Never Winter Nights". He would let me make up my own guy and sit with me helping me play the game. One day he invited my brother and I over to his house and we each had our own computer and played games all day long. It was soo cool. He also listened to what I had to say and was friendly. I will miss Uncle Guy. Love Taylor Tebbs

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7/17/2006

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Uncle Guy married my mom's sister, Becky. They would always come to my birthday parties and on Sunday night for dinner. He was always fixing our computer that seemed to never work. He was very smart. He was always kind to our family and let me play on his laptop computer, which was so much fun. We would get so excited when he would come to our house. Sometimes he played "Never Winter Nights" two players with me. He was always kind and helping me understand the game. I feel very sad he died because our family loved him. I will miss him very much and am sad that Aunt Becky will be without him. They were always together. Love Tanner Tebbs

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7/17/2006   4:50:12 PM

Because we were only three years apart, Guy felt more like a brother to me than an uncle. He was also my business associate, debate opponent, teacher, sounding board, four-wheeling companion, fellow computer gamer, uncle, and mentor. But most of all, he was my friend. I was blessed to spend most of my youth and all of my adulthood (to date) with Guy. He shared many of the same passions that my brother Clinton and I have. We spent countless hours together fixing motorcycles, trucks, or anything else we could take off road. We went on many camping trips, road trips, four-wheeling trips, and various other adventures. We worked together for the past fifteen years, but we’ve been having fun together for many more. When I was 16 we took his old green Ford to Spook Hill and I got it stuck in the mud up to the windows. It took three other trucks to pull us out. If it was my truck I would have been upset and worried about the paint job. But, Guy laughed the whole time, even when we were cleaning up the mess. When I was 17, Guy and I were shingling a roof for Jan (Guy’s brother). Even though it was summertime, Guy spent most of the morning teaching me how to shingle under an A/C unit rather than working to his benefit on his own section of the roof. His patience always countered my impatience. When I came back from my mission, Guy and I worked together on a complex roof system at one of his customers’ house. The job had so many problems and unforeseen expenses that it lost money. When I offered to have Guy pay me less for the hours I worked, he insisted that I get paid my share regardless of the loss it cost him. It was the principle of the matter. When I bought my first house, Guy and Clint came over to help me clean-up some river rocks and other debris. Rather than simply throwing the debris over the fence. Guy invented a trash chute with a motor-driven pulley system to carry the rocks over the fence and into the truck. He had a true passion for inventing and improving things around him. When Brant (a friend of mine) and I bought a new four-wheel Jeep, Guy immediately offered to help rebuild it. He was there sweating and getting dirty in the heat, and yet he didn’t expect anything in return for his time or help; he just always selflessly gave. Guy never complained about his sickness. His asthma was so bad that he would stay up all night coughing and wheezing, and yet he would always show up the next day to roof. Most of the time we wouldn’t even know he was suffering unless his wife mentioned it to us in passing. Another person would have used the same ailment as a crutch. Guy taught me to drive a stick-shift. Guy convinced me to get my roofing license. Guy got me addicted to "Warcraft". Guy taught me how to do doughnuts in an icy parking lot. Guy helped me establish many of our business policies. Guy gave me a job when I got back from my mission. Guy showed me how to wire car amps and speakers. Guy helped me buy my first truck. Guy gave me advice on marriage, mortgages, computers, businesses, and life. Guy was always there for me. Guy's patience, good nature, fairness, passion for knowledge, love for his fellow man, even-temperedness, and passion for involvement have made him one of the best people I know and loved to be around. He was loved by all who knew him. He will truly be missed. –Russel Hyman

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7/18/2006   9:15:37 AM

Guy was my brother-in-law (I married his older sister Debbie), and I totally agree with what has been said so far on this website about him, and none of it is an exaggeration - he really was that wonderful. I would only add that I was deeply impressed by the DEEP and TENDER love that he had/has for Becky, and the way he showed it. He was a man who was not afraid to show the tremendous love he had for her no matter who was around. All of us gained from that example. It won't be the same here without him, and I very much look forward to seeing him again. ~Jerry Hyman

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7/18/2006   11:23:42 AM

My Mom (Catharine D. Overson) emailed this to me today and asked that I post it as she was unsure where to send it. Dana Day Romney

My memories of Guy D. Overson By Catharine D. Overson I first knew Guy when I became acquainted with his father Kay. At that time Guy was 12 years old. He was a deacon and had already experienced many changes in his life. I remember his willingness to accept five new people into his life---two of them being teenage sisters. He was always obedient to his father and I appreciated that he was accepting of me as a step-mother. I remember the games he and Joseph and Tonia would play with the dominos and marbles downstairs in the house in Vernal. That first winter we all learned about snow mobiles and did enjoy some winter fun together. We later acquired Grandpa Day’s boat and water skiing at the lakes became our summer time fun. (Stienaker, Red Fleet, and Flaming Gorge) I remember Guy wearing a strap to hold his glasses on so he could see while water skiing. While in Vernal he and his friends became interested in cross country bicycling. One summer Kay and I followed him and his friend Chad Walton in the truck as they bicycled up to Mirror Lake in the Uintah's, where we camped for the night. Much of it was an up hill climb for the boys on their bikes, but they endured well. We left Vernal in the 1986-87 school year. Guy was junior in high school. He did well with the move and made new friends in Springville. He continued to ride his bike. And went many times deer hunting with the Hatfields. But the boating wasn’t as much because we were not as close to the lakes. The closest was Utah Lake which wasn’t very good water skiing. Guy was always very respectful to me and to my children. He gave hardly any trouble as a teenager and liked to learn about computers and robots and things that interested him. Guy never complained about the food I cooked in fact he complemented my cooking. That was good for my ego. I do appreciate Guy’s unselfishness and his desire to learn. I have a copy of the complete works of Shakespeare which Guy read when we lived in Vernal. He was an avid reader and retained what he read. When his father died, Guy had just two weeks left of his mission in the Louisville, Kentucky Mission. He decided to stay and finish his mission. I really respected his decision. I remember the Christmas he traveled back to Kentucky and on the way home rolled his truck with his motorcycle in the back. Later he cut off the top of the truck and drove a topless truck for a few years. Guy was always helpful to his sister Becky. Several summers he traveled with her to see their brothers and sisters at different locations. Some make big splashes in the puddles of life. Others side-step the puddles Those that quietly press forward neither splashing or mincing are the solid minds. Guy was one of those. No big show just quiet steadiness. Catharine D. Overson

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7/18/2006   12:51:35 PM

Guy was my great-uncle. He was a good person. He was fun to be around. I liked to go four wheeling with him. He knew everything about computers. He was very smart. I will miss him, he was great. Jacob Hyman

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7/18/2006   1:36:57 PM

What a blessing to have known such a wonderful person. I will miss Guy very much. He meant a lot to our family. Mostly to my husband Clint. They were best friends. I loved when Guy would come over to help Clint with a project. It was really something to watch them work together. I always found it so amazing when Clint, Russel and Guy were together how much they loved being together. They would do so much laughing together. Guy was always so kind to me. He never made me feel stupid with all the dumb computer questions that I had for him. I know he was one of the smartest guys I will ever know but he was very humble about it. He was a good example to me. I loved how he showed so much love for his sweet wife Becky. You could tell he loved her a lot. He loved the gospel. I could tell by listening to him defend it to people with different thoughts on it but in a respectful way. I loved how he was a part of the blessing circle for my baby's blessings. He will be missed in the circle for Katie's blessing. I know he will be there in spirit. I will miss Guy very much. I am glad to know I will see him again to thank him for being such a wonderful example to me. As he told me the last time I saw him I love you. Renee Hyman

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7/18/2006   10:39:11 PM

My Memories of Guy Dee Overson- By Dana Day Romney I don’t have a whole lot of memories of Guy when we were young. Kay married my Mom when I was fifteen and to be honest, I was not thrilled about my Mom getting married again. I basically remember that Kay tried really hard to win us over and that Guy and Becky Ann just tagged along. We did play a lot of card and board games and I remember Guy being disgusted that we wanted to watch so much TV. We never had a TV until then and Guy was sick of TV and wanted friends to play with. Guy taught us about cheese crisps, a flour tortilla topped with shredded cheese, more commonly known as a quesadilla, put in the microwave until the cheese melts. He used to make them almost every day after school as a snack. I wonder if that is what he mostly ate for a few years until my Mom married Kay. No wonder he liked her cooking. She actually was not a bad cook; she just gets a bad rap because she has two sisters that are basically gourmet cooks. I remember always thinking that Guy was so smart and I would avoid talking about certain things with him because it would just make me look stupid. I think Guy thought I was weird because I was into boys and make-up and clothes and so on. I remember feeling sorry for Guy on Sundays because Kay would call him upstairs when we were getting ready for church and smear a bunch of Vitalis or Brylcreem in his hair and slick it back for church. I know he hated that. I always thought that was weird until my husband told me once that his dad did that to him on Sundays too. I guess it’s an “old Arizona Mormon” thing? I remember the old Atari games he had and all the books he read (like Lord of the Rings) and how much he enjoyed playing games. Tonia and Joseph were definitely better playmates with Guy and got to know him better as a kid than I did. I remember all of us playing Rook while we would sit in the back of the Pink carry-all, (we called it the Jabba-the-Hut mobile), on the way to some of our many water ski visits to the various lakes around Vernal. Guy really liked Rook and of course he was very good at it. I couldn’t believe it when my Mom told me that Guy took the carry-all to Mesa and was living in it down in the washes after his mission. Actually I could believe it, it was Guy. I also remember the bike riding that he did with his friends Alan and Chad. I was so impressed with how far they would ride and I remember he had massive thigh muscles from all the bike riding. Fast forward to more recent years… I feel like I got to know Guy a little better as an adult when he would come to visit. We really enjoyed when he and Becky Sue would come because we would talk and play games for hours and just have a good time. You could always count on having great conversations with them about any and every topic. Very recently in March when Guy and Becky Sue and Becky Ann came to our house we had a great visit. My boys absolutely adored Guy. Andrew (10) remembered other visits they had made and how much fun he was. Zachary (6) enjoyed getting to know him better. On this visit he wrestled with them and played games with them and shared his Nerf Arena Blast game with them and then sent them a copy of it later. We all talked about visiting again soon. When I sat my boys down the other day to let them know that Uncle Guy had passed away they both sobbed. It broke my heart and I am so sad that they will not get to have Uncle Guy visit again. I know that Guy would have been a great Dad and that together he and Becky Sue would have been great parents. I am sure that he and Becky will be blessed to have that opportunity someday. I am proud to have known Guy, and call him my brother. I wish I had gotten to know him better when I was young. I am glad I got to know him better recently and I am so glad he met and married Becky Sue. I could tell they were a great match from the beginning and I knew they would be happy together. I remember he told us when they got married that he was so lonely until he met and married her. We are so sad that he is apart from us for awhile and look forward to seeing and talking with Guy again. Who better to teach us all there is to know about heaven when we get there. He will have all the information. I am sure he is busy “building” the kingdom on the other side and it will be better for us because he went ahead. My deepest love to Becky Sue and all the Overson family and especially to Guy. Dana Day Romney

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7/19/2006    8:00:02 AM

I'm Becky's little brother. Although we always lived a pretty good distance from Becky and Guy, we had numerous opportunities to spend time together during family reunions and visits to each others homes. No time was more enjoyable with Guy than sitting down to watch the extended versions of the Lord of the Rings movies. My wife and I love those movies and they were so much fun to watch with him, because he knew EVERYTHING about them. I can't tell you how many times we looked at each other and thought, "How does he know that?" And I think that was true of many things in Guy's life. He seemed to have an insatiable appetite for knowledge. But even more so was able to share it with you in a way that didn't make you feel dumb or belittled. Maybe that's why my children enjoyed him so much. I will carry many memories of Guy throughout my life. But he has given me one memory that no one will ever be able to match. I mean, come on, who else would drive 6 hours in a topless pick-up to marry my sister in the back seat of my 2 door Honda Prelude at a drive thru window wedding chapel in Vegas? Who else? My little family will miss you, Guy. But because of the knowledge of our Heavenly Father's plan, we know we'll see you again. Love - Matt, Julie and all the "Little People"

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7/19/2006   12:21:18 PM

I have known Guy and Becky for about 8-9 years now, through our mutual enjoyment of Renaissance re-enactment and participation at Arizona Renaissance Festival. Guy was one of the original members of CLHF (Celtic Living History Foundation) and one of the founders of our current group, CROFT. Though he has not been as active these past few years, due to health and other commitments, his presence has been missed. His steadfastness, intelligence and love for learning were an inspiration to all of us, and his input into the formation of our new group 7 years ago was quiet, but strong. He was very much involved with the raising of our building at the Festival site, and worked many long hard hours so that it would be correct for our time period, and also meet current standards. His hard work did not go unnoticed, though he would be the first to tell you it was no big deal. It was a big deal. Guy Overson was not only responsible for putting a strong (and extremely heavy slate) roof over our heads, but he also helped build the strong foundation for the whole group. Hugs to all of his family, and especially to Becky. We will miss him.

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7/19/2006   12:39:25 PM

Wow. What can you write about Guy? Well the past couple of years, he and Becky have become part of our immediate family, in a way...they came to all of our holiday dinners and my mom (Amanda, sister in-law to Guy) was and is hard to separate from Becky. We have always enjoyed talking to Guy and coming up with crazy conversations like "How can you avoid dieing when you're hanged" and various other strange conversations. I've always admired how smart Guy was. He quickly sorted out that you can't avoid dieing when you're hanged and gave us tons of information on random things that in most peoples minds didn't even matter. When ever our dad (Jan, his brother) bragged about being a genius, we'd say "But you're not as smart as Guy" and we'd laugh and talk about some of the things he'd taught us. Guy never treated us like we were his nieces, he always just treated us as equals who he could talk to and have weird conversations with. I'm eternally grateful for that and I'll never forget it. -Kerri Overson

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7/19/2006   7:29:20 PM

Uncle Guy was a great uncle. He was always very nice to me. He was fun to go camping with. I liked how nice he was to my cats. I will miss him and I will always love him. Hanna Hyman

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7/19/2006   9:24:12 PM

Words from Bill Hytinen [mechanic].... My memories of "GUY" are the best! He approached me 10 years ago give or take 5, to build him a "special truck" . He provided the truck's and imagination, I then got to work!! I'm sure many of you have seen it "in action" .. What I didn't know was "he was serious about hauling 5 TONS!!! ..I thought maybe 2 tons, since it was a half ton chassis with a double set of wheels in the rear.. Nope not Guy.... all or none, I will miss him.. I have always known his spirit.. It was so apparent, he always was a TRUE follower of his LORD.. My prayers with those who are still here.. Sincerely William "Bill" Hytinen

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7/20/2006   12:37:09 PM

When my Mom introduced us to Kay and his family I realized that I knew Guy from a previous soccer team. (The really quiet nerd.) First impressions are usually wrong. Guy was quiet only because he wasn't prone to idle prattle like so many of us. And once you got him going on a subject he was passionate about, quiet was something he was not. As for nerd, I suppose he might of classified himself as one. He loved knowledge and technology. When we moved to Springville, I learned that "the nerds" were the most accepting ones and Guy and I ran, more or less, in the same social group. So, Hurrah for all the nerds in the world. I know that Guy and myself, both being passionate readers, spent time trading books and talking about literature. I still enjoy some sci-fi and fantasy now and then thanks to Guy. And his father always dressed him like a nerd. His hair style and clothing choices later on in life I'm sure were in direct rebellion to that. Speaking of clothing choices and hair styles, one of my favorite photos is of myself, Joe and Guy at Halloween. Joe and I are dressed as "Hefty" and "Wimpy" trash bags, (I'm sure most of you remember that popular ad campaign.) And then there is Guy and I'm not sure who or what he is, (probably some dungeon & dragons character) If I'm correct he has big, (fake of course), bushy beard and a gut to go with it! so just beware of what you dress up like for Halloween you just might turn into that! I think Joe has that photo somewhere I'll see if I can't get him to post it. One final thing I will say about Guy is that he and I also had many scriptural and spiritual discussions. Guy was solid in his testimony of Jesus Christ he had a great knowledge of our Heavenly Fathers plan. Both of us had lost parents and both of us spent time reading, studying and even discussing on occasion life after death. Guy was firm in his understanding that the spirit continues and of the reuniting of that spirit to the body at the time of resurrection. I have no doubt of the great work that he is performing now in the spirit world. (Tonia Day Dattage)

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7/20/2006   6:57:37 PM

Guy was my uncle and friend. It was hard not to like Guy. He could relate to most everybody and always treated everyone with respect. He was never too good for anyone and never judged people. I loved that about Guy. I always felt accepted by him in every way. If there were a circle of people Guy was the one who would back up and invite you in so you could be included. His hand was always outstretched. After my mission I was having a very hard time and he offered me a job on his tear-off crew. Not that he needed another worker but that he wanted to help me out. I don't know if he ever knew just how much that meant to me but it did. He also would call and invite me to fun activities he had planned like his newly found love of four-wheeling. I wasn't able to go offroading with him recently but I did feel included. I have so many memories of Guy. He taught me how to shingle a roof and the best method of doing so. He took his time with me and was incredibly patient with me. He loved to teach and share his wealth of knowledge. Sometimes I would think he was making things up because it seemed no one could retain so much knowledge. But he could always back up his facts (almost with a page number of a book! ha-ha). The love of the outdoors was something we had in common. He was never afraid of getting dirty. In fact, I think he tried to! Guy touched my life in a very special way. You will always inspire me Guy. Brett Overson

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7/20/2006   8:07:39 PM

When I read about Guy, I tried to place who his father and mother are because I'm sure we are related. My grandparents were Clyde C. and Viola Overson, from St. Johns. I am so sorry for your loss and just wanted to share a poem with you. I pray you will find healing in your memories and knowing that death is not the end.

 REMEMBER ME Remember me with laughter, don't shed too many tears, remember all the good times, our love through all the years. Know that I am with you though my face you cannot see; I'm in the garden of your soul when spring comes, think of me. Listen to the gentle winds that blow across the land feel the breeze upon your cheek, for it will be my hand. I’m just a breath away, I’ll never leave your side, I’ll always be here with you, so please, my love, don’t cry. Look beyond the rainbows where heaven meets the shore, someday you will meet me there and we’ll share forevermore. ©

 Forrest Phelps-Cook forrestc@cebridge.net

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7/20/2006   9:24:28 PM

I knew Guy through my sister Renee Hyman, Clint's wife and I always enjoyed seeing he and Becky at different things. I always enjoyed talking to them and always felt listened to. I remember one time Renee and I ran into Guy at the Hardware store and we were looking for something and Guy knew exactly were it was. I think he knew that store better then the workers did. Guy was always so patient when he and Clint were working on Clint's 4x4 even if it took all hours into the night. My 3-year-old son Quade associated welding with Guy and Uncle Clint but could not understand why that guy was called Guy. My husband David loved to talk Star Wars with Guy and David is convinced that Guy knew more about Star Wars then George Lucas. I always thought that Becky and Guy were so sweet together and you can just see the love they had for one another. What an example he was and I hope I can live my life better by knowing him. We will miss you Guy! Love, Monica, David, Quade & Grant Spencer

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7/20/2006   9:38:52 PM

One of my favorite memories of Guy was last year at the Heap Reunion. Janée decided it would be fun to go ride up Greens peak in the middle of the night, and Guy immediately offered to drive us. So, Janée and a few of our cousins piled into the back of his little truck that was covered in dry mud. And up the mountain we went. Every now and then, he would stop, get out of the truck and laugh with us. (And I think he drove a little faster through the mud puddles.) He was always fun to be with and talk to. He knew and had an opinion about everything and was always willing to help when needed. Guy was an amazing example of selflessness and service and I will never forget him or the good times we had together. Larissa Overson

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7/21/2006   6:59:57 AM

It is a great loss to this world that Guy is no longer with us in physical form. But great people, such as Guy, have great spirits. He has a spirit that will never sit still and must always be doing something. From our interactions with Guy, we know that our loss is heaven's gain. One more guardian angel to watch over those of us still waiting for our eternal journey. We knew Guy through the Arizona Renaissance Festival and spent many a weekend in the company of Guy and many other wonderful people. Those are fond memories which will forever make us smile and bring us peace and good laughs. Great spirits leave an impression. We will always hold close to our hearts the many fond memories, the joy, and the friendship Guy shared with our family. Our blessings and prayers to all in this time of great sadness. Christopher, Laura, Jeremy, & Matthew Cox.

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7/21/2006   10:22:43 AM

As I read the many posts from Guy's loved ones, its obvious he loved knowledge. I shared an Interest of Computers, Mechanics and Offroading with Guy, so I was able to talk to him for hours on these topics... I'll never forget the time when I over clocked my computer that was cooled by Water, I was so anxious to show Guy because he had told me about this being possible. His Idea's were very well thought-over and he almost always had a solution to the task at hand, which is why I think he was good at Mechanical thinking. I know he loved it when he got pulled over for driving "Wonder" on the street and the police not being able to find anything out of code. Because Guy made sure it was legal. I'll miss the long talks with Guy, and hearing his next big idea. I'm sure when we see Guy again, he'll have some kind of contraption making his next life easier and fun. -Boston Bryce

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7/21/2006   11:09:56 AM

We wish to extend our deepest sympathies at this difficult time. From the Staff of Bunker Family Funeral Homes (Mesa, AZ )

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7/21/2006   11:10:45 AM

July 19, 2006 I did not know Guy very well, but from what I have been told about him from Clint Hyman, "He was one of a kind and there was nothing that he could not accomplish". I am sure he will be greatly missed.

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7/21/2006   11:11:20 AM

Was just checking the Obituaries, was shocked to see Guy's name. I can remember when he was small & they lived on Lemon Street in Tempe we used to visit them there. Have talked to him several times a few years ago on the phone. We send our love to all the family Aunt Marjorie, Lydia & Leroy Berry (Phoenix, AZ ) bmlsberry@msn.com

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7/20/2006   11:18:54 AM

Becky, we extend to you and yours our sympathies at this time of loss and give thanks for Guy finding a great companion in you. May good memories reside in your heart to strengthen and comfort you in anticipation for the great reunion to come. You have a great support team in your family and, hopefully, your associates. We send our love. Hans R. & Connie Ringger (Mesa, AZ )

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7/20/2006   12:18:54 AM

 I knew Guy as a young man, but remember the Overson Family with Love and Respect from Tempe Second Ward. Our Love & condolences are with you at this time of sorrow. Diana (Thornton) Harris (Mesa, AZ )

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7/22/2006   1:18:12 AM

Dear Becky, I'm so sorry for your loss and our loss. You know how shy I am around people. I don't know why. But it was easy to be friends with Guy, he's one of my best friends! I'm not very talkative, but there are three people in this world that I've met that I could spend hours talking to and enjoy every minute of it, Guy was one of the three. I am glad I got to go hiking with Guy and was so looking forward to going on more hikes with him. It has been a great honor for me to know Guy! Love ya Becky, Love ya Guy, till we meet again. Darryl

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7/22/2006   7:35:32 AM

This is Staci (" Space or Spacey"...known to Guy :)). I'm Guy's cousin, though I feel more like a little sister to him. Memories of Guy have been flooding my mind since his passing...I miss him terribly. I remember the time he took me to my very first concert..." CONCRETE BLONDE "...or when he took me to Utah my very first time. I remember when Guy and I went to the mall to buy my very first pair of moccasins...I followed in Guy's footstep:)...in many ways. He's like a big brother to me...what I always wanted. I love you...I miss you... I can't wait to be with you again someday...soon! :) I'm singing at your funeral today (I'm sure you'll be with me:)). I'll do my best for you...my sweet, sweet, Guy.  Staci Hover

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7/22/2006   7:52:33 AM

Hi, Beck...it's Space.:) I want to tell you how very grateful I am that you're such a special part of our family. We all love you so very much...especially Guy. He was so in love with his Becky. I'm truly sorry about Guy...for your pain. Thank you for asking me to sing today...I'm so very privileged. I love you, Becky. Staci Hover

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7/22/2006   4:28:09 PM

07/22/06 Guy Overson's love for scouting and children was shown through his years of service as a scout leader. He had a part in helping both of of my son's, Robert and Gregory, progress in scouting. I am mostly touched by his involvement with Gregory since he is a special needs child and often requires a patient hand. Many weeks Guy would pick him up and bring him home from Scouts. Greg was always so excited to go. At recent pack meetings I was surprised at the number of awards Gregory was given. Most could only have been earned through the weekly scout activities, since we had not worked on much at home. I was not surprised today, to hear that he rushed home from his July 4th holiday to be there for his scout meeting. He gave Greg a ride that night too. I remember our daughter Sarah, and older son Robert working with both Guy and Becky in a Ward "road show" a couple of years ago. The kids would get tired at the rehearsals but appreciated the patience and love shown them, and in the end they had a great time. My husband, Donald, remembers Guy being the first person he met when we moved into the ward 6 years ago. They both served missions in Kentucky and, of course, started talking. I wouldn't be surprised if they talked about Star Trek too. I'm grateful that Guy touched our family's life. Becky, our hearts and prayers are with you. With love, Karen Woomer.

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7/22/2006   5:18:28 PM

07/22/06 Guy Overson touched our family's life. My husband, Donald, remembers Guy being the first person he met when we moved into the ward 6 years ago. They both went on missions to Kentucky so, of course, started talking. Our older children, Robert and Sarah, were involved in a stake "road show" a couple of years ago and Guy and Becky were the directors. My kids expressed the love a patience shown them in the rehearsals, even when they got tired. Both of our boys, Robert and Gregory, have worked with Guy in Boy Scouts. ***Now for the part which makes me cry the most**** Guy Overson's love for scouting and children is evidenced by his weekly dedication and patience with his Cub Scouts. This is Gregory's first year in scouting and Bro Overson has been a big part of his life. Many weeks, including his last one, Guy picked Greg up for the meetings. Greg was always so excited to go. At the recent pack meetings I was surprised by the number of awards Gregory earned. I knew I had not worked on very much with him, so Bro Overson obviously made sure his boys were learning and earning something every week. The reason Guy's involvement with Gregory touches me so is because Greg is a special needs child. He is visually impaired and has some learning disabilities which require a patient hand at times. I never heard one complaint from Guy. Greg will miss him, as will the rest of us. Becky our hearts and prayers are with you. Karen Woomer

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7/22/2006   7:50:29 PM

July 21, 2006 I'm sure that Guy is happy to be with his Mom and Dad though sad to leave his loved ones here. I remember the delight he brought to all the family when he was born. He was a ray of sunshine. May you find comfort in forever together. Love, Ginna Patterson Sanders Virginia Sanders (Aztec, NM ) ginnasan@msn.com

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7/22/2006   8:45:46 PM

We first met Guy and Becky 12 years ago as new members of the Celtic Living History Foundation. She taught me how to use a drop spindle (there's a reason it's called 'drop'!) and Guy taught us how to create the perfect cooking fire for all occasions. Guy and Charlie did wood working together, risking life and limb to raise those humongous timbers onto the building. More than once I believe that one or the other would be dead if they had not been watching each other's back. Guy would spend hour upon hour carving Welsh love spoons for Becky and regaling us of tales of his crew and family. Many times he had us in stitches. Though we are from different faith communities, Guy and Becky, Charlie and I had a strong connection. We share many beliefs. We all love children and they were a focus in our lives. Thanks to Becky my daughter Amanda is an amazing cook today. There was a turbulent time in our group when the members did not get along. That time period was the only time I ever saw Guy angry. It was a difficult time for us all; Guy used his logic and strong faith to lead him, and all of us, to a higher place. When we started Celtic Reenactment Organization for Fellowship and Trade (CROFT) the F part was especially important to Guy. Fellowship was vital to the formation of the group. Guy and Becky, to this day, continue to foster fellowship and love within our community and our lives. Guy we miss you. Becky we love you. Yvette & Charlie Klenner

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7/23/2006   12:18:22 AM

Guy, - Men like you are the reason I joined the LDS Church and I consider you to be one of my finest examples. - I'll never forget the time we put that slate roof on together. - I'll never forget playing computer games together. - I'll never forget when you helped me fix my buddy's SUV starter by telling me to whack it with a wrench. And it worked instantly! - If I ever need a question answered about space travel, the renaissance, computers, auto repair, or roofing, I'm just gonna have to ask Becky for a bit. - Your passing is deeply painful to bear, but if I had not known you, that would have been the real tragedy. God be with you till we meet again. Becky, - You are complementary to Guy's gentle nature and his presence remains in mortality through you. - Your cooking is without parallel. - Your knowledge is as deep as Guy's, even though your list of topics is drastically different. - May our Heavenly Father bear you up and comfort you. - And we Duclos' wish to render that comfort in any way you need. Love, Jared, Diane, Grant, & Mia

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7/23/2006   9:15:11 AM

I worked at Gryphon for only a short time. The whole family is corky and spunky. Guy always had a smile even when his truck was broke down, or trying to load that huge trash pile in the back. But one thing I admired about Guy, he gave it his all. He would be out there for hours trying to get all that trash loaded & get it to the dump. All he wanted to do was try and make thing easier, and maybe save a little bit of money. WOW, what a remarkable person he was. I feel very lucky to have known Guy.  His smile would just me think to myself why aren't there more people like him. But I guess that's why he was so special, because he is one of a kind.  Guy, you are gone but not forgotten. God bless your family and guide all of them through this loss. From the bottom of my heart, love Tricia Uribe.

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7/23/2006   5:06:32 PM

July 22, 2006 Guy was a great friend even though we were both to busy to talk often I always looked forward to the opportunity to talk. Some times I would listen for his truck to pull in just so I could run over to talk to him. I was his neighbor for over 11 years.  When I got married recently and had to sell the house, Guy was one of the big reasons I hated to leave. I knew it would be hard to find another neighbor that I would like so well. Becky if you need help on your house or any thing I might be able to do let me know.  Your former neighbor and friend Mark. Mark Griffin (Chandler, AZ )

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7/24/2006   6:13:55 AM

We did not know Guy but Pat is one of our dear friends and we're sure Guy was as awesome a person as Pat. He seems to have accomplished more in his short life than some of us will in more years. He truly will be missed, but Pat said it best, "If we do our part, we'll see him again." God bless his family through this difficult time. Love, Leo & Penny Pew

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7/24/2006   5:32:56 PM

What a remarkable example Guy was to all the people that had the pleasure to know him and to be part of his life. I did not know Guy very well, but from what I have been told and the comments I have read about him, tell me what kind of person he was. I was touched by all who spoke in church on their memories of Guy. The most outstanding remark to me was what Clint Hyman said of how Guy's tone changed whenever he received a call from his wife. No matter what, he spoke with a tone of pure love for her. Just what the Savior would want us to do. If we could all live by the example of Guy and always have that pure love of Christ in our hearts. May his sweet wife Becky be comforted each day and know that she will be with her most remarkable husband again. Love, Sharon Valentino

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7/25/2006   9:18:33 AM

Our fondest memories of Guy were when we were traveling 'across the pond' in 1996. He was the one who wasn't afraid to drive a stick shift on the wrong side of the road and over roads that haven't been widened since the Romans left the isle. This of course was in a car the size of a trash can that was far too small for it's 5 American sized inhabitants. He wore holes in his ubiquitous moccasins touring Scotland, Ireland and Wales. He didn't worry about packing too heavy since he had only a small carry on with a few T shirts when the rest of us came with enough to fill a steamer trunk. Turned out he was the smart one when we had to tote and carry luggage up and down myriad flights of steps at the Tube. Dinner time was no difficult choice for him because he always ordered lasagna. He even managed to gracefully turn down drinks when they were offered in the pubs, even when the response was "What are you a bloody Mormon?" He had a wonderfully understated sense of humor and was widely read and insightful. You just had to dig a little to tap into it. We will always have have dear and special memories of him, even if it was climbing like a mountain goat on the roof of the CROFT cottage. He loved Becky with all his heart and he will be missed by all of us. With fond remembrance, Chuck, Nancy and Will Feuquay

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7/25/2006   12:07:29 PM

I am jealous. Jealous of all those who were able to spend so much time and get to know Guy so well. Although I have only known him for a few weeks, those few weeks were enough to show me how truly wonderful Guy was. I watched him with our Cub Scouts, and as an outsider it was easy to see the love and dedication he had for those boys. Both he and Becky were amazingly patient and connected with the boys on such a level that it was a joy to watch. I was fortunate enough to be able to attend a hike with Guy in late June, and although I moaned and grumbled about my sore muscles both during and after the hike, I couldn’t be more grateful in hindsight for the opportunities it afforded me to get to know Guy a little better. I have no doubt that if time had permitted, I would have found Guy to be a wonderful friend as many others have been fortunate enough to discover. It would be an understatement to say that he will be missed. As the shock of the loss has still not totally worn off, I cannot begin to imagine how painful it must be for those who knew him well. I look forward to the opportunity to get to know him better on our Heavenly Father’s terms, and only regret that it took his death for many around him to get to know who he truly was. We all miss you, Guy. See you soon. John D. Ropp

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7/25/2006   9:48:58 PM

Guy was our neighbor and our friend, always willing to lend a hand. Never one to ask for help, he just always got the job done. We'd always see him outside in the yard tinkering. Always smiling and sending a friendly wave. Guy was a very special man, and a great neighbor.

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7/28/2006   2:26:20 PM

I remember Guy as a cute blonde haired child, very sweet & well mannered. One evening I was talking to Ora Wilhelm when Guy walked up the sidewalk just after returning from his mission. I could tell he had been a righteous missionary. I am so sorry to hear of your loss. Linda Wilhem Burns.

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7/29/2006   1:52:37 PM

Thoughts of Guy....... My dandelion... Today that is my vision of you, that little yellow flower. So eager to face the wind, to bask in the bright sunlight. Knowing the ultimate purpose in life is to give, to promote growth. Unlike the rose, it's beauty confined to the stem made unapproachable by the thorn. You symbolize the true beauty, the real beauty of life. Your seeds carried by the winds of thought, those many good deeds within. Blown to the fields of dispear, where they shall grow to fruition. In time even the light of the sun shall appreciate it's visit to those fields Soon you shall be only a stem as you face the wind. No sadness here but unprecedented joy, for you have done what creation has asked of you. You have given light, you have taken that covered in shadow and bathed it in light. The stem now withered is only a reminder to look beyond it to the many fields of bright colored flowers. Where life's most sought after secret lies. True immortality lies in the love of an unselfish heart, lies in the flowered fields. That is the answer. As I open my eyes after this moment of thought I realize one of those seeds has landed in the garden of my heart. A tear comes forth with the memory of you....... Sincerely Ivan..............Beawolf

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7/30/2006  12:11:29 AM

Guy was my baby brother - he was born just before my senior year of high school, but he taught me many lessons. Everyone I knew respected his incredible variety of knowledge and his willingness to share it with anyone who asked. He never butted in to be nosy about their business after being asked about something, but was more than happy to help them if they wanted to continue their learning. He was mostly quiet, but was always around. He respected everyone and made people feel important. He didn’t have a social class and didn’t make anyone feel stupid. He always tried to help the underdog or anyone who needed help. In May of this year, we were all camping at Blackriver and he helped many people cross the stream and stayed with anyone who wanted to stay somewhere without the group. Also, Sadie (my daughter) & I and Danny (my grandson from Russ) wanted to go back to camp early. With little thought about what he wanted to do, he hiked up the hill, making sure everyone was okay, and being very patient with Danny (who talks a mile a minute and would stop every few minutes to talk while Guy listened to him as if he was an equal). We jumped in his truck and he drove us slowly back to camp. This is significant because he would much rather go fast & bumpy and was heard shouting gleefully while doing this many times, but he knew of my fears and made me feel comfortable and safe by going slowly (once again, treating me as an equal and not belittling me for having my fears). That night, he packed up and left to take care of (my son) Seth’s children with his wife, instead of staying where he loved to be. He never complained that Seth & his wife were there, along with me (their kids’ grandmother) to enjoy the campout while he went home to do that. In fact, I heard very little complaining from him about anything. I knew he suffered because I heard about it from someone else or noticed it and would ask him. Otherwise I wouldn’t know. We had several good talks from the time he was 18, but I can’t remember anything specific, except how he was. He had his own ideas about things and was determined to do many things. He loved music, doing things himself, and reading. He loved figuring things out and inventing. He looked forward to life and he loved all people, especially Becky Sue. Becky Sue said that we had Guy longer than she did, but it wasn’t true. She had him, knew him, loved him, shared his hopes and dreams, worked and played with him, traveled with him, and talked with him about everything. No one else had that – ever. Mom only had him 12 years – that’s the closest thing to it. Even Dad, though he was around, was never really that close to him. Becky Sue is his eternal mate and the one who most matters to Guy and the one who he still loves and wants to be with, though everyone who knew him felt that he or she was loved and respected by him. I loved and respected him and will miss him terribly. Thanks to a good brother/ friend/ uncle/ husband/ student! Love you! Debbie Overson Hyman

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9/14/2006     2:25:49 PM

September 14, 2006 Hi Becky, I wish I had had the opportunity to meet you and see Guy again. After reading the tributes left by other family members, it sounds like we still had much in common and loved the same activities. My name is Felisa Overson, daughter of Paul and Leah Overson. Guy and I were playmates a long time ago. "Cousin Guy" was the best pal a girl could have. I remember destroying his backyard with tunnels and I think we may have tried setting a fire at some point too. Guy also had the most amazing collection of games to play. It was the worst day of my life when Guy moved away and I never did replace him with another playmate. Playing with Guy are some of my earliest memories and I will treasure them always. Becky, I am so glad that Guy found a true companion in you. All my love, Felisa Overson felisaoverson@comcast.net

Photo Comment: The photograph of the little blonde girl holding Guy's hand on Page One is of me and Guy. We are sitting on the black sofa and Guy is holding a rifle in the Don Carlos house. My Grandmother Overson (Alice Whiting) made the dress that I am wearing. Seeing this photo reminded me of so many wonderful times spent with Guy. Thank you so very much to whoever posted this photo. I am so glad to have a picture with my favorite cousin.
 Felisa Overson

 

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