MEMORIES SHARED WITH THE FAMILY
We had asked anyone with memories of Jonni to write them out and share them with us. We are so grateful to all those who took the time to share with us what you loved so much about Jonni. This is what was sent to us, which we used as the audio in the memorial video.
From Donna Langford:
I don't know why I was chosen to be one of Jonni's "Girls" but it was a place of honor. She was a key figure in my life as a teenager and later as an adult. I moved away with my husband in the Air Force. I came back to the same ward where I grew up as a single parent. At that time Jonni was the Sunday School teacher. You never knew what she was going to do or say. This certain Sunday she said "I want these 3 beautiful people to stand up: Yvonne Turley, Cindy Larsen, and Donna Murdock"! I was stunned. I never considered myself as "beautiful" but I stood up with reluctance. Later when I went to her house as a Visiting Teacher I asked her about it. She said that a life lived giving service is "beautiful"! When I remarried in 2006 I invited Jonni to the ceremony. She also came into the Bride's room after the ceremony. She sat there quietly watching as my daughter helped me fix my hair. I told her later that I couldn't say anything to her because I would have broken down and cried because she represented my mother that day who passed away in 1987. She said, "I Know"! What an angel on earth who has touched the hearts of so many. I can see such a happy reunion with her husband and her children who have gone before and I thank God that I was called one of her "Girls"!
From Jeanne Sharp:
Where do I begin? I have always called her Mary because Mel would not call her Jonni. In case you didn't know, stubbornness runs in the family. She never minded though, at least I don't think she did.
Mary was always one who I could talk to. I loved her spirit. She has way of making you feel loved and special. She would always introduce me as her sister instead of a sister in law.
No stranger to heartache and trials, it teaches you to have empathy for everyone else, and she showed that in every aspect of her life.
Even though years have gone by since we were physically close, she's always been close to my heart.
I love you always Mary, give lots of hugs and kisses to those who are there greeting you.
From Alisha von Kampen:
Jonni was one of my Young Women's leaders at church when I was around 16 years old. I don't have any super specific memories of her other than the aura of love she gave off. There were a couple of times in my life (facing the dramatic teenage years) when I thought to myself what she had told us so many times- even if no one else in the world loves me, Jonni Judd loves me.
She wrote to me as a missionary and helped keep my spirits up. She was one of the first people I felt I needed to visit upon returning home. And everytime I saw her since then, it was like coming home. Jonni made me feel loved and important.
From Tahnee Rohm (Borrego):
Grandma Jonni played a huge part in my childhood and teenage years. Thank goodness she did because looking back I don’t know what I would have done with out her love, light, and wisdom during those monumental years of my life. She helped shape me into who I am today. I think all of the young women who had the pleasure of having her as a leader can say the same thing. She was just positively influential. She refused to be called Sister Judd by any of us young women. It was Grandma Jonni. I wish I could call her that one more time. I sure love you grandma Jonni.
From Jerriann Keeling:
I was only slightly acquainted with your mom but my favorite sweet memory is hearing Christina speak so lovingly of her mother in law. It was so beautiful and refreshing. It was like Ruth and Naomi.
From Stan Hastings:
We go back a long way in knowing each other. I would like to share two memories of Jonni and me. When I was about 8 yrs old she was my Sunday School teacher in the old 3rd ward on east 1st Ave. & So. Morris st. When she bore her testimony on fast Sunday she would sometimes tell this story about me. She said she was about 14 yrs old teaching a bunch of 7-8 yr olds in Sunday School. Our class room was on the east side of the building upstairs with a window. We could look out the window and see the roof of the scout room. Our plan as boys was to see if we could jump out the window onto the roof. My father Elmer Hastings was in the Sunday School presidency and she had him nail the window shut. I don't know how many times she mentioned it in her testimony. The other she mentioned was when she drove her Sunday School class over to Hole in the Rock in Tempe. She would say, "I don't know how the parents would let a 14 yr old drive with a bunch of kids in the car". On the Sundays that she was at church she always gave me a hug and tell me I was her favorite, Stanley. I wouldn't let many people call me that, only her. I will miss her hugs and ribbing we did to each other. In her last testimony at church she said she must have done some good because I turned out ok. Will miss her, Love ya Jonni
From Jenny Robinson Burnham:
I loved Jonni! She was one of my favorite young women leaders and friend. Now that I’ve served in YW for so many years I realize the many, many hours of work, thought, prayer and planning she put in to help me during my teenage years.
Jonni was loving. Our age of girls in the ward played around a lot, talked while she was trying to give lessons, and I don’t think I always followed through with my assignments but I don’t ever remember her acting angry or showing she was frustrated or disappointed with me. She was a good sport at our activities. She had a fun laugh and in my mind’s eye I can still see her quick smile, her eyes squinting a little and hear her good laugh.
She helped each member of our class make a king size quilt with the image of the Mesa temple in the center. I do remember her calling me once and telling me that I really needed to come to her house and work on my quilt (I had definitely not done much work on it) because she was ready to have it out of the front room.
While I was in YW we had an ongoing fund raiser where we made and sold pizza throughout the year in order to earn the money to send an older sister from our ward back to her homeland (England or Ireland). Jonni had learned that she’d never been back home since she’d come to the U.S. years and years before. Through this and other activities Jonni taught me to love to serve.
I knew Jonni loved me. Through my teenage years, she did so many things to help me. When I got married, she spent hours helping decorate at the church for my wedding reception. She even made ceramic swans to use as the table center pieces and gave me a set after the event was over. She was a great example to me in so many ways.
From Nettie Bendixsen:
What I write here will be insignificant to most, but she truly changed my life. She was my Young Womens Leader for years. During this time, I was in my rebellious years as a teen. She always had someone watching my back as I expressed myself. Jonni was indeed a loving kind friend and second mother to me. I remember ditching out on activities and she somehow found me or sent another member to get me. She wrote me a letter when I was graduating from high school that I still have to this day. It stated her faith in God and that she knew that I knew what was right and wrong. She always said that I would have a daughter just like me, strong willed, stubborn, and able to do about anything I put my mind to. And yes, I did get that daughter. My love for her is unending. I can't wait to be with her again and get a hug.....
From Nancy Garner:
Our family was so honored to have Jonni as a Ward member, friend, young woman’s leader, and example. She loved her family and friends dearly. Always a smile and a little glint of humor were there for us every time we saw her. Oh, how We will miss her. We are so thankful to have been blessed to know her. She will never be forgotten, but she will be missed!
From Kent Chapman:
Your mother taught the gospel by how she lived it, dedicated to the last.
As primary teacher, as a friend, & as gospel doctrine teacher, is and ever will be one of my SUPREME EXAMPLES!
From Darlene Brooks Norman:
Jonni was my young women's advisor and my friend. She taught in such a way that reached each girl in her class, and you could feel her love and genuine testimony. For my 18th birthday she gave me a book of LDS verses and part of the inscription she wrote said: "Darlene choose with a discerning heart only that which will bless you throughout eternity." That was 53 years ago, and I still treasure that book .
I felt inspired one day several months ago to just drop in and see Jonni. I am so glad I did. We had a wonderful visit. She knew me right away, and I was able to tell her what she had always meant to me and how much I loved her. I wish I had stopped in more often. She will always have an impact on my life.
From Kyle Jones:
Jonni will be greatly missed. It was my privilege to serve for many years as "Home Teacher" in the Judd Home. There were many discussons about life, the Gospel, and everyday living. In all of my growing up years I had frequent interaction with Jonni and her family. There are many wonderful memories we all share. Jonni is now able to be with loved ones who have gone before her. I am sure there has been great rejoicing. We love you Jonni.
From Hannah, Ken and Meek Family:
Jonni Judd is -- and I suppose always will be -- a teacher of the doctrines of Jesus Christ. Jonni was genuine and allowed her students to know she was not perfect, but that she would never stop trying to be the best she could be. She lived with a complete love of the Savior, and loved the people that she taught.
In 2004, we got to know Floyd and Jonni well as we were brought together in Poinsettia Ward. Jonni did not keep it a secret that it was a hard thing for her to transition to a new ward. Such change is a challenge for many of us. As the first bishop of the new ward, Ken always felt blessed that the Lord allowed Jonni to overlook his weaknesses during those six years he was her bishop, and to see him as a representative of Jesus Christ. As the years went by, Jonni was always kind to acknowledge her love for Bishop Meek. She had stories and praise of him that he felt were miraculous as the events she recalled placed him in a positive light well beyond the realities. He always felt rewarded to have been Jonni's bishop, and gratitude for her unconditional love for him and his family.
Our son, Benjamin, came through Young Men's near the time that Floyd passed away. As such, he participated in a number of service projects with his quorum helping out around Jonni's home. Those were special times, particularly for that group of young men. Jonni always made them feel special, and they always felt her genuine gratitude at the work they were able to do for her... no matter how much they lacked in skill, all efforts were fully appreciated.
Ken remembers the 100 year flood and how he spent most of that following day at Jonni's home. Her ability to smile through the adversity made everyone's day brighter on that really horrible day. Only a few homes in the ward had been flooded, and it was once again Jonni who the Lord chose to pour his blessings upon. She had a way of taking lemons and making lemonade, and such was the case that day as she joked with us and lifted our burdens even as we futilely attempted to lift hers and salvage as many of her things as we could from the floodwaters that literally filled her entire home.
After church one day, my oldest daughter, age 16, expressed frustration with the lessons she had participated in that day (none of which were taught by Jonni). In an exasperated voice, Katie asked, "Why can't everyone just teach like Sister Judd?" Jonni had taught Katie in Primary/Activity Days and had continued to teach her group through Young Women years. Being an educator myself and having taught for years with Jonni, I was very aware of what made Katie (and all of the other young women) like her teaching so much. I asked Katie, "What in particular have you noticed with Sister Judd that you wish all teachers at church would do." She didn't have an immediate answer. She just knew she wished all of the other teachers would be like Sister Judd.
Jonni always came to her lessons prepared. She was well organized, creative and presented with confidence. Jonni had beautiful table decorations and perfect handouts. She fasted each time she taught the girls, and she always shared meaningful experiences with them. The girls willingly participated in the lessons and knew Sister Judd would always conclude with her personal testimony of our Saviour. But that was not what made Jonni unique........
Jonni was honest with the girls and never tried to sugarcoat the difficult trials that life brings. She equipped the young women with real-life applications of the gospel and encouraged them to never give up regardless of what they may be facing now or would face in the future. In short, Jonni did a fantastic job both inviting the spirit into her lessons, and allowing her students to feel the spirit with the lesson presentation.
Katie was nearing adulthood, and she had experienced many great teachers throughout her life both at school and in church. This left me very curious if she could tell me which teaching skill made Sister Judd the best. "So what makes Sister Judd such a good teacher?" I asked again. Without hesitation, Katie then answered, "I know she loves me."
With those words, my daughter and I both began to cry. I sat silently beside Katie, and years of experiences outside of the classroom flooded into my mind. Jonni had attended concerts and ballgames. There were cards in the mail and Christmas gifts to "her girls". The girls had been in Jonni's home many times, and she had come to their homes. To my knowledge, no one's birthday had ever been forgotten. Even the day after Jonni's son Chris passed away, Jonni was visiting our home to wish Katie a Happy Birthday. That was the secret to great teaching. Jonni taught all of us how to love. And so, as we say "goodbye" for a time, our family expresses our gratitude to our sweet sister and friend, Jonni Judd.
Thank you, Jonni, for your time and talents. Thank you for your smiles, hugs, and laughs. Most of all, thank you for your unconditional, genuine and eternal love.
All our love - until we meet again.
From Zada Perkins:
Jonni was like a second mom to me. I’m sure a lot of people could say that. Jonni was a beautiful lady inside and out. She would do anything for anyone, especially the people she loved, and she loved everyone. She had a distinct laugh that was contagious. I remember being in a movie theater and hearing her laugh, not knowing she was there beforehand and I thought “Jonni’s here!” I think I can hear it now.😆
I will always treasure the fact that she was able to be in the Bride’s room at the Mesa Temple with me and my mom when I got married. She had given me part of my Temple clothing, so I often think of her when I’m at the Temple. She will be greatly missed by people here, but I know a lot of people were so happy to greet her in heaven. Floyd especially and many other family and friends, including my mom who considered her one of her best friends.
Sending my love. Goodbye for now, until we meet again.
From Judy Renfro:
Aunt Jonni or should I say "Aunt Awesome" was a ball of sunshine in my life. Her phone calls always started with “Hello Sweetie" But I always knew secretly she was the true "Sweetie"
I loved it when I would run into her at the grocery stores. I'm not sure how she managed it, but her cart was always filled to the brim with dog and cat food. She would then give me strict instructions never to let Troy and Christina in on her secret.
A favorite memory of mine was when I was young/ I casually mentioned that I loved one of her giant seashells. She took me aside and began talking to me about coastlines, and how shells are formed. Then she brightened up with an idea that came to her mind. She made me a promise that she would have a Hawaiian luau for me in her backyard. She did just that, Hawaiian food, music, dancing, songs, decorations and even poi. If you attended that evening you might remember she made everyone taste it before leaving, All I can remember that poi looked like refried beans and tasted like wallpaper paste. Need I say more. But for Aunt Jonni if you’re going to do something, do it right and go the distance, and she did.
Aunt Jonni I am truly grateful for you in my life. You walked through hard times with her head up high. I believe I know my Savior a little better through her example of love and selfless service. I am going to confess a secret that I never told anyone. All my life I have loved your birth name and I always wanted to call you my aunt Mary. In the scriptures, Mary instinctively knew when to stop and listened to the Savior, just like you. She was a woman of great faith, just like you. Aunt Jonni you truly are a Mary.
From Tyler Dees:
Jonni Judd is someone that I never met. She was just a constant in my life. I cannot remember meeting her. Most of the stories I have of her are from our annual tradition of Christmas dinner that we had with her family. And in saying that, I don't think that it’s fair. I remember her at all of the milestones in my life. I don't remember talking with her specifically at these events. I don't remember any specific advice or teaching that she was trying to pass on. But she was there. And maybe that is the most fair and concise way to describe the influence that she had on my life. She was there, always, a constant, reliable. And when it comes down to it, isn't that the best influence that anyone can have? Just showing up.
I remember one of the stories that she told at our Christmas dinners. I believe that Samuel or my brother Terrell, or perhaps both of them, had received a magic kit for Christmas. In the traditional talent show that ensued, they were taking turns performing the tricks that they were learning "offstage" in the kitchen just moments before. In the midst of this, she began to share how she would take the slivers of bath soap and replace them with a new bar before they were completely used up. She would collect the slivers of different colors and hide them. When she had enough to press together to create a multi-colored bar of soap, she would introduce it to the children at bath time so they could feel the wonder of a rainbow bar of soap. She went on to share that at times she would place a drop of food coloring on one of her fingertips. She would then go into the drawn bath for her child and magically change the color of the water by swishing the food colored finger through the water. Magically changing the water before their very eyes. She felt very strongly that a child needed to have a sense of wonder and magic at life, and that if we could maintain that same sense of wonder and awe as we carry on to adulthood, our lives would be richer for it. Years later we went to an animated movie after the Christmas dinner about Jack Frost. There is a scene in that movie where Santa Clause explains that at his center is the wide-eyed wonder of a child. I was immediately reminded of Jonni and her magic, and for me personally, that movie will invoke this memory of her for the rest of my life.
A few years ago, I was asked by my mother to assist her in sandbagging my grandmother's house during an aberrant flood season. Homes were being damaged because of the sudden increase in rainwaters that were not able to drain away quickly enough. After picking up sandbags from the City of Mesa yard where I work, we took them to grandmother's house and created a dam around each entrance to her house. We then took sandbags over to Jonni's house. As we began building a similar dam around her front door, she heard us and came outside. She obviously wasn't excepting us. She looked like anyone would in the comfort of her own home. I mean to say that she was not prepared to go anywhere and had obviously expected to be at home alone all day, so that no preparations were made to leave the house. Seeing her like this struck me as very odd. She was wonderful and loving as she always is, and I could not identify why I felt so odd about it. As I was driving home I realized that this was the first time in my entire life that I had not seen her dressed up. Every single memory I have of Jonni is in a dress, with her hair done just how she wanted it. I don't even think I have ever seen her in jeans. I felt exactly like I did when I ran into my 5th grade teacher at a grocery store as a child. I was taken aback because a 10-year-old doesn't realize that their teachers are normal people too, they are just their teacher. Well, I guess this was the first time I realized, as an adult around 30 years old, that Jonni Judd was a normal person too! You mean that she just doesn't exist in a constant state of readiness to attend a family gathering or church function? Ridiculous!
As a child, I remember Floyd asking me to address him as Uncle Floyd. Well, it was only logical that if Floyd was my uncle, then Jonni was clearly my aunt. In truth, both of them were considered more like adoptive grandparents. When I lost my grandfather Naris in 1995 they just seemed to fill the void a little bit. I remember Jonni even talking to me about that specific thing. But, back to the story at hand. It was at another Christmas dinner. Uncle Floyd and Aunt Jonni were there, obviously. Over the dinner table, I asked Uncle Floyd a question. He answered it. I turned to Jonni, and asked her a question addressing her as Aunt Jonni. There was a really awkward flash of frustration in her eyes. I was far too young to understand what was going on. I later learned that she absolutely hated being referred to as Aunt Jonni. It was a pet peeve of hers. I think back on how everyone else seemed to know this, and how everyone seemed to conveniently forget to inform me of this. I was set up by Floyd I think. He used me to tease his wife in a public setting where he could silently chortle to himself and Jonni would have to figure out how to gracefully handle a situation that frustrated her to no end, without shaming a child that wasn't socially aware enough to understand what was going on. I think that their relationship was like that. I don't know for sure, but I get a sense that they loved to tease and play. And that winning a round over the other gave them immense satisfaction. I have no evidence to support this, but it seems to be true for me.
I will miss her.
From Kelli Dees:
My father passed away about 11 years ago. The first or second Christmas after his passing my mother was going to be alone after all of her children went off to their respective other commitments. We were going to the annual Judd Christmas dinner. We invited my mom, and she accepted the invitation. Mom was feeling a bit awkward at the dinner. She was a recent widow, in the home of her daughter in-law’s adoptive family. She knew me and my husband obviously, and only knew my husband's family from the luncheon and reception at our wedding. Jonni sat next to my mom and chatted away. It seemed that she invested in my mom and made her feel comfortable and loved and accepted the entire afternoon. This is also my greatest memory of Jonni. Every time we met she would sit and chat with me for a bit, making sure that I knew that I was loved and that she cared about me. She was a very loving woman, to everyone.
From Marvin Dees:
Ah where to begin
"Primary softball and Halloween
There was a witch, quite scary to be seen
A couple or three, they looked pretty mean
But one laughed and stared made me leave the scene
Then came scouts and deacons meetings
I showed up not dressed as I should be
Told to leave and come back more appropriately
Always welcomed in their door
Always wanted to be with the Judds more.
Then came Geronimo for a week or two
Stayed in staff cabins and worked pioneering
Had a blast and family home evening
Teenage challenges and talks in church
Taught me how to speak and not talk in a lurch
Look at the exit signs and do not say ahh
Prepare carefully and don’t watch them nod
Then came all the times and places
motorcycles and dates and races
she watched me grow and not perfect was I
always felt the love of her watchful eye
Then came missions and life and all that comes
She welcomed in all of my choices, spouse, daughters and sons
Family is word quite confusing
Blood or love or deep friendship is what I am using
Always knew I was loved by Jonni
Yes and even the rest of the family
Jonni and Floyd, Floyd and Jonni
Those two were a team and mentoring family
If I could have any one traits
it would be Jonni’s overwhelming love and some of her grace"
the brother from the other mother.
From Cathy Dees:
Jonni was one of the ladies in our ward that came up with a lot of the fun games for ward party’s and plays. I will never forget her and Floyd on the stage with other couples playing the Newly Wed Game. Everybody was laughing so hard they about fell off their seats. They also played games like “To Tell The Truth”. People would come out acting and dressing like different characters. Jonni was always dressed to the hilt with a wig on and accessories like a boa fur around her neck etc. acting the part. We would laugh so hard as she stayed in character to the person she was attempting to be.
I was never one of her Young Women, I missed being one by 1 year. She used to do amazing activities other than mutual with them. I hated the fact that I missed out. One of her ward callings was to help the youth that were talking in church with their talks prior to giving them. She would call us and set a time for us to come to her house with our information. She taught us to never have gum in our mouths and to NEVER get up and say I am going to talk about …. She explained how you make the congregation want to know what you are talking about. Days later at church before I walked up to sit on the stand she came up to me, wished me good luck and gave me a black mint to suck on so my voice would be clear. Jonni was also the greatest Witch at our Ward primary parties and spook alleys. Big hat, green face, false eyelashes, wigs, nails, etc. She would scare us half to death with her cackle and even sometimes chase us. One Halloween she dressed up as usual and it scared one of Troy’s kids. After that nobody could ever get her to dress up as a witch again. She said, “I will never again make my grandchildren afraid of me”. She was big-time into Halloween. When we would go trick-or-treating as kids it was always scary at the Judds house. Once Jeff was lying in a black coffin with a white face and would sit up then lay back down. We went to their house anyway because Jonni would give out rootbeer from her cauldron which was a big treat back then.
I became one of Jonni girls when I married Marvin. She attended our wedding and we had the joy of spending every Christmas Day from then on at Troy’s house with our family. For years tradition was a wonderful dinner with food from another country. When our children served missions we usually picked the country they were serving in for our food that year. After dinner, we always had a talent show. I loved Jonni’s readings and stories and also Floyd’s stories that always shared some type of message to our children. Jonni was one of those prim and proper ladies who loved the glitter in life. Jonnie we love you and will always remember the many things you have taught us throughout the years. Love you and give Floyd a big hug for us.
From Greg Matthews:
Jonni gave me some change when I was a kid and she told me to plant it in the ground and a money tree would grow. I attempted to plant the money... I still consequently, laugh at this moment from time to time. A very wise woman with a great sense of humor.
From Amy Jones:
My first memories of Jonni is when I was a Young Woman in the Ninth Ward. As we met in the same building would see her in the building and at stake activities. Always very diligent in her calling and her love for her girls.
As a young mom and we moved into the 7th ward I loved going to Relief Society and listening to her lessons. She was always prepared for whatever lesson she was giving, along with the table being set with the theme of her lesson. In teaching the young women values she would wear the color of the value she was teaching. Her favorite color was WHITE. That always impressed me. And that she loved Angels. Always had an angel pin on. I loved how diligently she served the Lord through her service to the Young Women and Women of the Seventh Ward. She will truly be missed.
My Mother, Mary Riding enjoyed working with her in the Stake Relief Society Program. My Dad Lynn Riding would walk in the early mornings around the Mesa Jr. track. I know that Jonni always felt safe walking in the early morning hours knowing my dad would be out walking.
Grateful for Jonni's wonderful example in serving others. I will miss her testimony that she was never ashamed to share. She taught me many lessons of doing what is right and doing the best job you personally can. Love you Jonni.
From Ramona Dungy Cashmore:
I always loved Aunt Mary, who affectionately wanted to be called Jonni. I’m not sure why she chose the name “Jonni” but I always liked it. Aunt Jonni had a full and hearty laugh and loved being with family and telling stories. To me, she was the maker of “fun” activities that brought the extended family together. I distinctly remember two events from my young childhood that I believe had Aunt Jonni’s name all over making them happen.
One was a family re-enactment of the Christmas story held at grandpa and grandma Dungy’s house when I was young, maybe around six to nine years old. All the extended family and all the cousins were stuffed into grandpa and grandma’s tiny little living room that overflowed into the kitchen and down into the hallway. Aunt Jonni was the director of the play, choosing children to dress up as angels, sheep, oxen, shepherds, and Mary & Joseph. A baby doll was the Christ child. Adult sized house robes swallowed us and belts of material were tied around our waist and heads to finish off the rest of our garb. The Christmas story was read by one of the uncles as Aunt Jonni helped each of the children know when it was their turn to play their part. Besides being a little too warm in all our clothing and a little too snug in the room, I distinctly remember it was one of the funnest and sweetest memories with all our family. As a little child, I felt the Spirit of that story as we all did our best to remember our Savior’s birth.
The other event I remember was a family luau held at Uncle Floyd and Aunt Jonni’s home, out in the backyard. It was in the evening and there were tall trees, lots of food, and it seems like we had a bonfire going as well. After dinner was over the family entertainment was to begin. I distinctly remember this event because my sister and I were going to be on the program. After dinner, our mother scurried us into the house to change our clothes. Maybe Aunt Jonni was nearby when I was complaining of how embarrassed I was to perform for everyone or maybe she was simply in tune with my feelings. I don’t recall that detail. Anyway, my sister and I walked out into the backyard, wearing two-piece swimsuits, little grass skirts, and blue plastic leis around our neck and wrists. Someone started the record player and we danced to Hawaiian music for everyone, probably only one song but it felt like an eternity of dread. After we were done, everyone started clapping and saying what a good job we had done but aunt Jonni was the loudest of all, giving us hugs and making sure we knew how proud she was of our effort.
The last experience I want to share is an example of how aunt Jonni taught. She always found ways to influence people and teach lessons from the years of her experience. She loved the Gospel and our Savior and wanted to impress upon others a desire to live their best and do the right things. She told stories, shared anecdotes, and spoke in analogous ways to teach the principles of gospel living and the important lessons of life. One such time was 1979, the year I graduated from Mesa High School. Aunt Jonni gave me a small little gift with a big message. It was a colorful brooch of a Monarch butterfly, about two inches in size. When I opened it she reminded me that butterflies don’t start out being beautiful and graceful, but begin as a caterpillar who prepares for metamorphosis. As a caterpillar, they build a cocoon and undergo the needed changes to prepare them for life as a butterfly. She said my life up to this moment was the preparation I needed to emerge from my cocoon with brand new wings and places to go. I had my whole life ahead of me and could make of it whatever I wanted. She told me she loved me, was proud of me, and encouraged me to always stay true to what was right, and if I did I could bring beauty and joy to the world around me just like beautiful butterflies. I loved how Aunt Jonni did more than give a gift. She gave herself and her love and took the time to remind me of one more important lesson.
I love you Aunt Jonni and the wonderful example you always were to me. I am so happy for you and the reunions you are now enjoying. Thank you for always being a beautiful butterfly.
From Julie Martin Munden:
I remember that every time I would see your mom that see would give me a great big hug, express how much she cared about me, and had known me since I was so tiny. At one point in my teenage-hood when I was having some struggles, she lovingly reminded me that I was better than my current behavior, that she always thought I was so special and how much Heavenly Father loved me and was counting on me. It was a critical time for me spiritually and she was integral in helping me see that I wanted to make some better, positive changes of which I did. I have very loving memories of her and know that she is with many, many family and friends who love her. She was a very dear friend to my parents and family!
From Pam Garner:
I was one of the super lucky kids that grew up on East 6th Avenue. Our street was one where kids could run and play and go over to every house on the street and be loved and welcome. The Judd’s home was especially inviting. In the front yard, they had a giant mulberry tree with a treehouse. What little kid does not love a tree fort, but how many parents let their children build one? I know Jonni loved to see us out there in the tree, at least she usually sat outside and watched us while we played up there. I did not really consider she probably felt responsible to keep us safe and to take care of any emergencies. She was right there the time I fell out of the tree and landed on my face. I was so proud of the black eye I got to show off at school for the next week.
I remember that Jonni always wanted her yard to be like the garden of Eden. She loved plants and wanted them to be able to grow naturally. I loved her yard, beginning with the beautiful vines growing all along the front fence. Jonni was talking to me one time about how her family wanted her to be sensible and trim back some of the bushes. They said it was so she wouldn’t trip walking up the pathway to the front door. She just rolled her eyes, to say “as if.” Most of her plants were not only beautiful, but they were sentimental to her. She had a story about many of them and remembered who gave them to her. The more precious the memory, the harder it was for her to cut back and trim the tree or plant. To me, her yard felt like a little bit of heaven!
Jonni was not just sentimental about plants, that sentiment carried to everything about her. Her house was decorated in collections. Some of those happened because someone thought she especially loved something and started giving those items to her. Then others would see the collection and add to it until she had lighthouses, angels, red Avon dishes, clowns, etc. in every available space. They all had significance, but mostly because of the person who gave the item to her.
Everyone loved Jonni because Jonni truly loved everyone! I was especially blessed because my Mom and Jonni were such good friends. Mom worried that Jonni grieved the loss of her two daughters, so she always invited Jonni to come do girl dates with us. Sheri and I and Mom and Jonni had back to school shopping and lunch dates. Jonni would always pay for my lunch and treat me like her little girl. I loved the attention and I truly loved Jonni. I knew she loved me unconditionally and anything I did was important and special to her.
We had annual movie dates, when “Gone with the Wind” played at the theatre. This was in the olden days before you could buy recorded moves. We cried together and more importantly, laughed together. Jonni and my Mom had very contagious laughs. I remember when we went to see the movie “1776” at a theatre in Scottsdale, for the first time. Jonni loved history so much and this movie made John Adams, Benjamin Franklin, Thomas Jefferson, and the others so real. The movie kept us laughing from the start. The people behind us got annoyed and politely asked us to SHHHHHH. We couldn’t help it, Jonni would start to laugh and no matter how hard we tried we could not contain our giggles either. Finally, the people got up and moved. We were relieved and enjoyed the rest of the movie!
Jonni gave 100% to everything she did. She spent her life preparing for her church callings. She made amazing handouts and shared her testimony of the Savior in such a way that she touched the lives of all she taught. She truly loved and cared about everyone. She spoke of her young women and achievement day girls and visiting teaching sisters as members of her family, in fact, many of them became family to her. She truly showed Christ-like love and Charity to all! She remembered every little detail about those she loved.
When my first baby was born, Jonni visited me at the hospital with a gift and with it, she brought peanut M&M’s. I guess I smiled extra big when I opened the M&M’s, so every year on my Birthday and Christmas, she incorporated peanut M&M’s into my gift. I have an October birthday and so did Floyd. We could always plan on a new ceramic pumpkin for our Birthdays. I treasured my collection of pumpkins.
Most importantly Jonni loved her family. It was so evident in every visit I had with her. She loved them unconditionally no matter what trials they brought to her life. She also loved their friends and spouses. She looked at everyone through the Savior’s eyes and only saw the good. I know that she knew our souls and loved all of us for who we were, Children of God, with divine destinies. I will always love Jonni and be grateful for her example of goodness in my life!
From Tina Martin:
I have so many memories of sister Judd that I can't even think of what to say except that she was the best person she taught me a lot and being Jeff's friend I was always over there a lot and she was so sweet to me she taught me to gospel and I'll never forget the Hope chest that I had that she helped get for me I know she's happy now that she's with her family and I can't wait to see her again God bless you sister Judd Jonni, my friend. Love you always ❤️
From Rondal Jones:
While I was serving as the 7th Ward Deacons’ Quorum President, Floyd was our Deacons’ Quorum advisor. We would meet in the Judds’ front room once a month for presidency meeting. Jonni always had tasty refreshments for the four hungry boys. One Sunday she brought out what looked like some large, coconut-covered cream puff type confections that really looked especially delicious. We anxiously bit into them, only to discover that they were just unseasoned mashed potato balls rolled in coconut. All we heard was Jonni’s quiet laughter coming from the kitchen. We then got our usual brownies.
About 30 years later when I was called as the Bishop of 7th Ward, we called Floyd & Jonni to be our Ward Newsletter Editors/Publishers. We asked for a monthly one-page newsletter, front and back. However, that wasn’t nearly enough pages for them. For the next five years, we got monthly newsletters at least 4-6 pages long. They were great reporters and did a wonderful job of getting auxiliary leaders, class leaders, and families to send in regular reports of parties, youth outings/activities, etc. & family events. No one dared say “NO” to Jonni. Anytime I would ask them for an invoice to pay for the printing, they just said it was their contribution to the 7th Ward.
What wonderful people and it was a privilege to have known them for 55 years. We were so disappointed when the Mesa South Stake ward boundaries were changed in 2003 and the Judds ended up in Poinsettia Ward and the Jones’ ended up in Solomon Ward. And then in 2011 when Poinsettia Ward ended up in a whole different stake. It was sad to lose those weekly contacts with such wonderful folks.
From Jaynel Baldwin:
She was always so loving and good to our family...We have so many good memories of our families through the years..What a long awaited joyous reunion and welcome she had with all her loved ones that went before her...She had such a funny sense of humor and I can hear her laughing now...What a contagious laugh she had..
From Donna Rogers Langford:
I am so sorry for your loss. She was one of my favorite leaders as a teenager. She was a true champion of a daughter of God!
From John Hancock:
I’m so sorry I loved your mom very much I will miss her! She was a very good mom. She treated me like a son.
From Doris Wilhelm:
Truly a great lady...I have many good memories of her and 7th ward sisters...they are all missed along with Jonni..she always had an encouraging word for me.
From Cindy Adair Larsen:
A true Elect Lady. My visiting teacher, confidante, counselor, master teacher, extra mom, loved lighthouses, ended every lesson hoping that we so live so the Lord would come very soon. He has welcomed her with open arms saying, "Well done."
From Tamara Turley Weaver:
I loved Sister Judd! She was my Young Women’s leader. Always wore the value colors and especially the color white for Faith. I always remember her praying that we would live righteously so the Savior could come again soon. Now she has her chance to meet him!
From Brenda Hancock:
She truly was a special lady! She welcomed me into the 7th ward nearly 40 years ago. Jonni was such an example of Christlike love! She gave the best lessons....a true inspiration to so many people!
From Lynette Tenney Bendixsen:
Even though I haven't seen her for years, she is still in my top list of women leaders..... Many open arms waiting for her in heaven.
From Verna Morreale:
I am so going to miss Jonni my mom's best friend for to many years to count after Alice Matthews passed I would go over and visit Jonni and the stories about her and mom were so fun to hear and when I was a young lady she would speak at church and she always had your attention because it came from her heart so I am truly blessed to have known her may she rest in peace I love you Jonni Judd
From Rob Taylor:
I was always called Robbie by Jonni if you know me not very many people could call me that I can’t think of anyone else that called me Robbie so she was the last. Jonni started calling me Robbie in primary
From Becky Hancock Ward:
She was an amazing lady and one of my most favorite leaders. I loved her very much.
From Schelly Mitchell:
Troy I remember the last time I saw your Mom. I went home to visit while my Dad was sick. Anyway it had been A LONG time I saw her last so I re introduced myself. She laughed her deep heart laugh and said she knew I had to be one of Louis kids because we were the only ones who still called her Mary. Then she hugged me and I'm glad she did. I've lost more than I wanted to without getting that one hug. I will always remember your mom's laughter. I love you and God Bless..Good night Aunt Mary. Sweet dreams.
From Kim Fisher Roberts:
I’m sorry to hear that. She was one to emulate, for sure. Loved her zest and joyful personality. One great lady.
From Lisa Denham Orr:
I will miss Aunt Jonni. I’m grateful she’s no longer suffering. She’s been through a lot in her life. So happy she’s reunited with Uncle Floyd and her babies.
From Janice Jones Wilstead:
I just saw this post and cried. Jonni Judd was one of my favorite Young Women's leader. Her lessons were sometimes so enthralling that we were captivated enough you could here a pin drop. We knew how much she loved us too. When I grew older and became a Cub Scout Den Leader, I took the cubs to the Lehi Mesa Museum where she was the museum guide and captivated the boys with Mesa's Pioneer History, she being dressed up as a pioneer herself. The boys really enjoyed that day. Jonni had quite the sense of humor too that made people laugh. She will be truly missed. She was one of the 7th Ward's Elite Ladies Group.
From Scott Baker:
Oh man! Dang! Your mom was awesome and nice to me growing up in the 7th Ward.
From Wendy Weidner Bjerke:
I loved her dearly. We were in the same ward as her and your father during the first several years of our marriage, and she was the most wonderful woman ever, in my opinion. I had no idea she was your mother until she visited the ward we were in with you, and I was very moved that she not only remembered me, but loved our daughter at first sight. I know that she was honored as an “Elect Lady” by a chapter of Lambda Delta Sigma, and I could definitely see why that honor was bestowed upon her. She will be missed by many, including me and Russell Bjerke. I do hope and pray that you and your good family will find comfort in knowing that she is with your father in the Spirit World, and that through the power of the Atonement you will all be together again as a family.
From Robert Bassett:
I didn’t know her, but I’m glad to have met you [Troy] and your family. Many of my fondest childhood memories are from visiting your house to play with your kids or for scouts, and I feel that your mother’s love helped shape how strong and caring you are, which I felt every day I was with your family.
From Julie Martin Munden:
Your mom was such a wonderful person. She made such a positive impact on the young women in the 7th ward growing up. I could always count on a big hug, warm smile and a kind uplifting comment when I would see her. She was just a great lady! No doubt that Heaven is even a better place
From Ramona Dungy Cashmore:
I loved Aunt Jonni and have fond memories of her that I will submit to your memories page. I'm so grateful I took the time to interview her a couple years back. What a treasure that is for me. I can't help but think what a wonderful reunion is going on with your dad, and siblings, especially Dianna who died so young.
From Carma King:
I love Jonni so much, she was the best relief society teacher, I always enjoyed her lessons and just the example she set for us.
From Brad Rowley:
Jonni Judd was an institution. We love her so, and miss her more.
From Shelley Mills:
I dearly loved your Mom , Troy. Your family is so blessed to have her. What a great reunion for your Dad and siblings. A very elect lady has passed.
From Steven Rowley:
Most of all I have to celebrate that those four are all together again. Floyd was such a huge part of my growing up and Jonni was ALWAYS there. My whole life. My best friend’s (Chris) mom when I was a wee boy. My mom’s best friend the rest of her (Ruth) life. An odd juxtaposition isn’t it. There will never be another like Jonni Judd. Just as there will never be another Floyd, Arden and Ruth. I can only imagine Dad and Floyd in those beach-comer high-water pants and Mom and Jonni in their faux-moo moos and plastic leis. What a luau they’re having up there!
From Shary Benard Teller:
She was always so good to me and I thought the world of her.
From Allison Lunt Taylor:
I heard her speak at an RS meeting once, I remember feeling her strong spirit.
From Sharon Payne Taylor:
Loved you mom, everyone did, she seemed to draw everyone to her, and we all benefited from knowing her, so happy for her, so sad for us.
From Donna Langford:
I don't know why I was chosen to be one of Jonni's "Girls" but it was a place of honor. She was a key figure in my life as a teenager and later as an adult. I moved away with my husband in the Air Force. I came back to the same ward where I grew up as a single parent. At that time Jonni was the Sunday School teacher. You never knew what she was going to do or say. This certain Sunday she said "I want these 3 beautiful people to stand up: Yvonne Turley, Cindy Larsen, and Donna Murdock"! I was stunned. I never considered myself as "beautiful" but I stood up with reluctance. Later when I went to her house as a Visiting Teacher I asked her about it. She said that a life lived giving service is "beautiful"! When I remarried in 2006 I invited Jonni to the ceremony. She also came into the Bride's room after the ceremony. She sat there quietly watching as my daughter helped me fix my hair. I told her later that I couldn't say anything to her because I would have broken down and cried because she represented my mother that day who passed away in 1987. She said, "I Know"! What an angel on earth who has touched the hearts of so many. I can see such a happy reunion with her husband and her children who have gone before and I thank God that I was called one of her "Girls"!
From Jeanne Sharp:
Where do I begin? I have always called her Mary because Mel would not call her Jonni. In case you didn't know, stubbornness runs in the family. She never minded though, at least I don't think she did.
Mary was always one who I could talk to. I loved her spirit. She has way of making you feel loved and special. She would always introduce me as her sister instead of a sister in law.
No stranger to heartache and trials, it teaches you to have empathy for everyone else, and she showed that in every aspect of her life.
Even though years have gone by since we were physically close, she's always been close to my heart.
I love you always Mary, give lots of hugs and kisses to those who are there greeting you.
From Alisha von Kampen:
Jonni was one of my Young Women's leaders at church when I was around 16 years old. I don't have any super specific memories of her other than the aura of love she gave off. There were a couple of times in my life (facing the dramatic teenage years) when I thought to myself what she had told us so many times- even if no one else in the world loves me, Jonni Judd loves me.
She wrote to me as a missionary and helped keep my spirits up. She was one of the first people I felt I needed to visit upon returning home. And everytime I saw her since then, it was like coming home. Jonni made me feel loved and important.
From Tahnee Rohm (Borrego):
Grandma Jonni played a huge part in my childhood and teenage years. Thank goodness she did because looking back I don’t know what I would have done with out her love, light, and wisdom during those monumental years of my life. She helped shape me into who I am today. I think all of the young women who had the pleasure of having her as a leader can say the same thing. She was just positively influential. She refused to be called Sister Judd by any of us young women. It was Grandma Jonni. I wish I could call her that one more time. I sure love you grandma Jonni.
From Jerriann Keeling:
I was only slightly acquainted with your mom but my favorite sweet memory is hearing Christina speak so lovingly of her mother in law. It was so beautiful and refreshing. It was like Ruth and Naomi.
From Stan Hastings:
We go back a long way in knowing each other. I would like to share two memories of Jonni and me. When I was about 8 yrs old she was my Sunday School teacher in the old 3rd ward on east 1st Ave. & So. Morris st. When she bore her testimony on fast Sunday she would sometimes tell this story about me. She said she was about 14 yrs old teaching a bunch of 7-8 yr olds in Sunday School. Our class room was on the east side of the building upstairs with a window. We could look out the window and see the roof of the scout room. Our plan as boys was to see if we could jump out the window onto the roof. My father Elmer Hastings was in the Sunday School presidency and she had him nail the window shut. I don't know how many times she mentioned it in her testimony. The other she mentioned was when she drove her Sunday School class over to Hole in the Rock in Tempe. She would say, "I don't know how the parents would let a 14 yr old drive with a bunch of kids in the car". On the Sundays that she was at church she always gave me a hug and tell me I was her favorite, Stanley. I wouldn't let many people call me that, only her. I will miss her hugs and ribbing we did to each other. In her last testimony at church she said she must have done some good because I turned out ok. Will miss her, Love ya Jonni
From Jenny Robinson Burnham:
I loved Jonni! She was one of my favorite young women leaders and friend. Now that I’ve served in YW for so many years I realize the many, many hours of work, thought, prayer and planning she put in to help me during my teenage years.
Jonni was loving. Our age of girls in the ward played around a lot, talked while she was trying to give lessons, and I don’t think I always followed through with my assignments but I don’t ever remember her acting angry or showing she was frustrated or disappointed with me. She was a good sport at our activities. She had a fun laugh and in my mind’s eye I can still see her quick smile, her eyes squinting a little and hear her good laugh.
She helped each member of our class make a king size quilt with the image of the Mesa temple in the center. I do remember her calling me once and telling me that I really needed to come to her house and work on my quilt (I had definitely not done much work on it) because she was ready to have it out of the front room.
While I was in YW we had an ongoing fund raiser where we made and sold pizza throughout the year in order to earn the money to send an older sister from our ward back to her homeland (England or Ireland). Jonni had learned that she’d never been back home since she’d come to the U.S. years and years before. Through this and other activities Jonni taught me to love to serve.
I knew Jonni loved me. Through my teenage years, she did so many things to help me. When I got married, she spent hours helping decorate at the church for my wedding reception. She even made ceramic swans to use as the table center pieces and gave me a set after the event was over. She was a great example to me in so many ways.
From Nettie Bendixsen:
What I write here will be insignificant to most, but she truly changed my life. She was my Young Womens Leader for years. During this time, I was in my rebellious years as a teen. She always had someone watching my back as I expressed myself. Jonni was indeed a loving kind friend and second mother to me. I remember ditching out on activities and she somehow found me or sent another member to get me. She wrote me a letter when I was graduating from high school that I still have to this day. It stated her faith in God and that she knew that I knew what was right and wrong. She always said that I would have a daughter just like me, strong willed, stubborn, and able to do about anything I put my mind to. And yes, I did get that daughter. My love for her is unending. I can't wait to be with her again and get a hug.....
From Nancy Garner:
Our family was so honored to have Jonni as a Ward member, friend, young woman’s leader, and example. She loved her family and friends dearly. Always a smile and a little glint of humor were there for us every time we saw her. Oh, how We will miss her. We are so thankful to have been blessed to know her. She will never be forgotten, but she will be missed!
From Kent Chapman:
Your mother taught the gospel by how she lived it, dedicated to the last.
As primary teacher, as a friend, & as gospel doctrine teacher, is and ever will be one of my SUPREME EXAMPLES!
From Darlene Brooks Norman:
Jonni was my young women's advisor and my friend. She taught in such a way that reached each girl in her class, and you could feel her love and genuine testimony. For my 18th birthday she gave me a book of LDS verses and part of the inscription she wrote said: "Darlene choose with a discerning heart only that which will bless you throughout eternity." That was 53 years ago, and I still treasure that book .
I felt inspired one day several months ago to just drop in and see Jonni. I am so glad I did. We had a wonderful visit. She knew me right away, and I was able to tell her what she had always meant to me and how much I loved her. I wish I had stopped in more often. She will always have an impact on my life.
From Kyle Jones:
Jonni will be greatly missed. It was my privilege to serve for many years as "Home Teacher" in the Judd Home. There were many discussons about life, the Gospel, and everyday living. In all of my growing up years I had frequent interaction with Jonni and her family. There are many wonderful memories we all share. Jonni is now able to be with loved ones who have gone before her. I am sure there has been great rejoicing. We love you Jonni.
From Hannah, Ken and Meek Family:
Jonni Judd is -- and I suppose always will be -- a teacher of the doctrines of Jesus Christ. Jonni was genuine and allowed her students to know she was not perfect, but that she would never stop trying to be the best she could be. She lived with a complete love of the Savior, and loved the people that she taught.
In 2004, we got to know Floyd and Jonni well as we were brought together in Poinsettia Ward. Jonni did not keep it a secret that it was a hard thing for her to transition to a new ward. Such change is a challenge for many of us. As the first bishop of the new ward, Ken always felt blessed that the Lord allowed Jonni to overlook his weaknesses during those six years he was her bishop, and to see him as a representative of Jesus Christ. As the years went by, Jonni was always kind to acknowledge her love for Bishop Meek. She had stories and praise of him that he felt were miraculous as the events she recalled placed him in a positive light well beyond the realities. He always felt rewarded to have been Jonni's bishop, and gratitude for her unconditional love for him and his family.
Our son, Benjamin, came through Young Men's near the time that Floyd passed away. As such, he participated in a number of service projects with his quorum helping out around Jonni's home. Those were special times, particularly for that group of young men. Jonni always made them feel special, and they always felt her genuine gratitude at the work they were able to do for her... no matter how much they lacked in skill, all efforts were fully appreciated.
Ken remembers the 100 year flood and how he spent most of that following day at Jonni's home. Her ability to smile through the adversity made everyone's day brighter on that really horrible day. Only a few homes in the ward had been flooded, and it was once again Jonni who the Lord chose to pour his blessings upon. She had a way of taking lemons and making lemonade, and such was the case that day as she joked with us and lifted our burdens even as we futilely attempted to lift hers and salvage as many of her things as we could from the floodwaters that literally filled her entire home.
After church one day, my oldest daughter, age 16, expressed frustration with the lessons she had participated in that day (none of which were taught by Jonni). In an exasperated voice, Katie asked, "Why can't everyone just teach like Sister Judd?" Jonni had taught Katie in Primary/Activity Days and had continued to teach her group through Young Women years. Being an educator myself and having taught for years with Jonni, I was very aware of what made Katie (and all of the other young women) like her teaching so much. I asked Katie, "What in particular have you noticed with Sister Judd that you wish all teachers at church would do." She didn't have an immediate answer. She just knew she wished all of the other teachers would be like Sister Judd.
Jonni always came to her lessons prepared. She was well organized, creative and presented with confidence. Jonni had beautiful table decorations and perfect handouts. She fasted each time she taught the girls, and she always shared meaningful experiences with them. The girls willingly participated in the lessons and knew Sister Judd would always conclude with her personal testimony of our Saviour. But that was not what made Jonni unique........
Jonni was honest with the girls and never tried to sugarcoat the difficult trials that life brings. She equipped the young women with real-life applications of the gospel and encouraged them to never give up regardless of what they may be facing now or would face in the future. In short, Jonni did a fantastic job both inviting the spirit into her lessons, and allowing her students to feel the spirit with the lesson presentation.
Katie was nearing adulthood, and she had experienced many great teachers throughout her life both at school and in church. This left me very curious if she could tell me which teaching skill made Sister Judd the best. "So what makes Sister Judd such a good teacher?" I asked again. Without hesitation, Katie then answered, "I know she loves me."
With those words, my daughter and I both began to cry. I sat silently beside Katie, and years of experiences outside of the classroom flooded into my mind. Jonni had attended concerts and ballgames. There were cards in the mail and Christmas gifts to "her girls". The girls had been in Jonni's home many times, and she had come to their homes. To my knowledge, no one's birthday had ever been forgotten. Even the day after Jonni's son Chris passed away, Jonni was visiting our home to wish Katie a Happy Birthday. That was the secret to great teaching. Jonni taught all of us how to love. And so, as we say "goodbye" for a time, our family expresses our gratitude to our sweet sister and friend, Jonni Judd.
Thank you, Jonni, for your time and talents. Thank you for your smiles, hugs, and laughs. Most of all, thank you for your unconditional, genuine and eternal love.
All our love - until we meet again.
From Zada Perkins:
Jonni was like a second mom to me. I’m sure a lot of people could say that. Jonni was a beautiful lady inside and out. She would do anything for anyone, especially the people she loved, and she loved everyone. She had a distinct laugh that was contagious. I remember being in a movie theater and hearing her laugh, not knowing she was there beforehand and I thought “Jonni’s here!” I think I can hear it now.😆
I will always treasure the fact that she was able to be in the Bride’s room at the Mesa Temple with me and my mom when I got married. She had given me part of my Temple clothing, so I often think of her when I’m at the Temple. She will be greatly missed by people here, but I know a lot of people were so happy to greet her in heaven. Floyd especially and many other family and friends, including my mom who considered her one of her best friends.
Sending my love. Goodbye for now, until we meet again.
From Judy Renfro:
Aunt Jonni or should I say "Aunt Awesome" was a ball of sunshine in my life. Her phone calls always started with “Hello Sweetie" But I always knew secretly she was the true "Sweetie"
I loved it when I would run into her at the grocery stores. I'm not sure how she managed it, but her cart was always filled to the brim with dog and cat food. She would then give me strict instructions never to let Troy and Christina in on her secret.
A favorite memory of mine was when I was young/ I casually mentioned that I loved one of her giant seashells. She took me aside and began talking to me about coastlines, and how shells are formed. Then she brightened up with an idea that came to her mind. She made me a promise that she would have a Hawaiian luau for me in her backyard. She did just that, Hawaiian food, music, dancing, songs, decorations and even poi. If you attended that evening you might remember she made everyone taste it before leaving, All I can remember that poi looked like refried beans and tasted like wallpaper paste. Need I say more. But for Aunt Jonni if you’re going to do something, do it right and go the distance, and she did.
Aunt Jonni I am truly grateful for you in my life. You walked through hard times with her head up high. I believe I know my Savior a little better through her example of love and selfless service. I am going to confess a secret that I never told anyone. All my life I have loved your birth name and I always wanted to call you my aunt Mary. In the scriptures, Mary instinctively knew when to stop and listened to the Savior, just like you. She was a woman of great faith, just like you. Aunt Jonni you truly are a Mary.
From Tyler Dees:
Jonni Judd is someone that I never met. She was just a constant in my life. I cannot remember meeting her. Most of the stories I have of her are from our annual tradition of Christmas dinner that we had with her family. And in saying that, I don't think that it’s fair. I remember her at all of the milestones in my life. I don't remember talking with her specifically at these events. I don't remember any specific advice or teaching that she was trying to pass on. But she was there. And maybe that is the most fair and concise way to describe the influence that she had on my life. She was there, always, a constant, reliable. And when it comes down to it, isn't that the best influence that anyone can have? Just showing up.
I remember one of the stories that she told at our Christmas dinners. I believe that Samuel or my brother Terrell, or perhaps both of them, had received a magic kit for Christmas. In the traditional talent show that ensued, they were taking turns performing the tricks that they were learning "offstage" in the kitchen just moments before. In the midst of this, she began to share how she would take the slivers of bath soap and replace them with a new bar before they were completely used up. She would collect the slivers of different colors and hide them. When she had enough to press together to create a multi-colored bar of soap, she would introduce it to the children at bath time so they could feel the wonder of a rainbow bar of soap. She went on to share that at times she would place a drop of food coloring on one of her fingertips. She would then go into the drawn bath for her child and magically change the color of the water by swishing the food colored finger through the water. Magically changing the water before their very eyes. She felt very strongly that a child needed to have a sense of wonder and magic at life, and that if we could maintain that same sense of wonder and awe as we carry on to adulthood, our lives would be richer for it. Years later we went to an animated movie after the Christmas dinner about Jack Frost. There is a scene in that movie where Santa Clause explains that at his center is the wide-eyed wonder of a child. I was immediately reminded of Jonni and her magic, and for me personally, that movie will invoke this memory of her for the rest of my life.
A few years ago, I was asked by my mother to assist her in sandbagging my grandmother's house during an aberrant flood season. Homes were being damaged because of the sudden increase in rainwaters that were not able to drain away quickly enough. After picking up sandbags from the City of Mesa yard where I work, we took them to grandmother's house and created a dam around each entrance to her house. We then took sandbags over to Jonni's house. As we began building a similar dam around her front door, she heard us and came outside. She obviously wasn't excepting us. She looked like anyone would in the comfort of her own home. I mean to say that she was not prepared to go anywhere and had obviously expected to be at home alone all day, so that no preparations were made to leave the house. Seeing her like this struck me as very odd. She was wonderful and loving as she always is, and I could not identify why I felt so odd about it. As I was driving home I realized that this was the first time in my entire life that I had not seen her dressed up. Every single memory I have of Jonni is in a dress, with her hair done just how she wanted it. I don't even think I have ever seen her in jeans. I felt exactly like I did when I ran into my 5th grade teacher at a grocery store as a child. I was taken aback because a 10-year-old doesn't realize that their teachers are normal people too, they are just their teacher. Well, I guess this was the first time I realized, as an adult around 30 years old, that Jonni Judd was a normal person too! You mean that she just doesn't exist in a constant state of readiness to attend a family gathering or church function? Ridiculous!
As a child, I remember Floyd asking me to address him as Uncle Floyd. Well, it was only logical that if Floyd was my uncle, then Jonni was clearly my aunt. In truth, both of them were considered more like adoptive grandparents. When I lost my grandfather Naris in 1995 they just seemed to fill the void a little bit. I remember Jonni even talking to me about that specific thing. But, back to the story at hand. It was at another Christmas dinner. Uncle Floyd and Aunt Jonni were there, obviously. Over the dinner table, I asked Uncle Floyd a question. He answered it. I turned to Jonni, and asked her a question addressing her as Aunt Jonni. There was a really awkward flash of frustration in her eyes. I was far too young to understand what was going on. I later learned that she absolutely hated being referred to as Aunt Jonni. It was a pet peeve of hers. I think back on how everyone else seemed to know this, and how everyone seemed to conveniently forget to inform me of this. I was set up by Floyd I think. He used me to tease his wife in a public setting where he could silently chortle to himself and Jonni would have to figure out how to gracefully handle a situation that frustrated her to no end, without shaming a child that wasn't socially aware enough to understand what was going on. I think that their relationship was like that. I don't know for sure, but I get a sense that they loved to tease and play. And that winning a round over the other gave them immense satisfaction. I have no evidence to support this, but it seems to be true for me.
I will miss her.
From Kelli Dees:
My father passed away about 11 years ago. The first or second Christmas after his passing my mother was going to be alone after all of her children went off to their respective other commitments. We were going to the annual Judd Christmas dinner. We invited my mom, and she accepted the invitation. Mom was feeling a bit awkward at the dinner. She was a recent widow, in the home of her daughter in-law’s adoptive family. She knew me and my husband obviously, and only knew my husband's family from the luncheon and reception at our wedding. Jonni sat next to my mom and chatted away. It seemed that she invested in my mom and made her feel comfortable and loved and accepted the entire afternoon. This is also my greatest memory of Jonni. Every time we met she would sit and chat with me for a bit, making sure that I knew that I was loved and that she cared about me. She was a very loving woman, to everyone.
From Marvin Dees:
Ah where to begin
"Primary softball and Halloween
There was a witch, quite scary to be seen
A couple or three, they looked pretty mean
But one laughed and stared made me leave the scene
Then came scouts and deacons meetings
I showed up not dressed as I should be
Told to leave and come back more appropriately
Always welcomed in their door
Always wanted to be with the Judds more.
Then came Geronimo for a week or two
Stayed in staff cabins and worked pioneering
Had a blast and family home evening
Teenage challenges and talks in church
Taught me how to speak and not talk in a lurch
Look at the exit signs and do not say ahh
Prepare carefully and don’t watch them nod
Then came all the times and places
motorcycles and dates and races
she watched me grow and not perfect was I
always felt the love of her watchful eye
Then came missions and life and all that comes
She welcomed in all of my choices, spouse, daughters and sons
Family is word quite confusing
Blood or love or deep friendship is what I am using
Always knew I was loved by Jonni
Yes and even the rest of the family
Jonni and Floyd, Floyd and Jonni
Those two were a team and mentoring family
If I could have any one traits
it would be Jonni’s overwhelming love and some of her grace"
the brother from the other mother.
From Cathy Dees:
Jonni was one of the ladies in our ward that came up with a lot of the fun games for ward party’s and plays. I will never forget her and Floyd on the stage with other couples playing the Newly Wed Game. Everybody was laughing so hard they about fell off their seats. They also played games like “To Tell The Truth”. People would come out acting and dressing like different characters. Jonni was always dressed to the hilt with a wig on and accessories like a boa fur around her neck etc. acting the part. We would laugh so hard as she stayed in character to the person she was attempting to be.
I was never one of her Young Women, I missed being one by 1 year. She used to do amazing activities other than mutual with them. I hated the fact that I missed out. One of her ward callings was to help the youth that were talking in church with their talks prior to giving them. She would call us and set a time for us to come to her house with our information. She taught us to never have gum in our mouths and to NEVER get up and say I am going to talk about …. She explained how you make the congregation want to know what you are talking about. Days later at church before I walked up to sit on the stand she came up to me, wished me good luck and gave me a black mint to suck on so my voice would be clear. Jonni was also the greatest Witch at our Ward primary parties and spook alleys. Big hat, green face, false eyelashes, wigs, nails, etc. She would scare us half to death with her cackle and even sometimes chase us. One Halloween she dressed up as usual and it scared one of Troy’s kids. After that nobody could ever get her to dress up as a witch again. She said, “I will never again make my grandchildren afraid of me”. She was big-time into Halloween. When we would go trick-or-treating as kids it was always scary at the Judds house. Once Jeff was lying in a black coffin with a white face and would sit up then lay back down. We went to their house anyway because Jonni would give out rootbeer from her cauldron which was a big treat back then.
I became one of Jonni girls when I married Marvin. She attended our wedding and we had the joy of spending every Christmas Day from then on at Troy’s house with our family. For years tradition was a wonderful dinner with food from another country. When our children served missions we usually picked the country they were serving in for our food that year. After dinner, we always had a talent show. I loved Jonni’s readings and stories and also Floyd’s stories that always shared some type of message to our children. Jonni was one of those prim and proper ladies who loved the glitter in life. Jonnie we love you and will always remember the many things you have taught us throughout the years. Love you and give Floyd a big hug for us.
From Greg Matthews:
Jonni gave me some change when I was a kid and she told me to plant it in the ground and a money tree would grow. I attempted to plant the money... I still consequently, laugh at this moment from time to time. A very wise woman with a great sense of humor.
From Amy Jones:
My first memories of Jonni is when I was a Young Woman in the Ninth Ward. As we met in the same building would see her in the building and at stake activities. Always very diligent in her calling and her love for her girls.
As a young mom and we moved into the 7th ward I loved going to Relief Society and listening to her lessons. She was always prepared for whatever lesson she was giving, along with the table being set with the theme of her lesson. In teaching the young women values she would wear the color of the value she was teaching. Her favorite color was WHITE. That always impressed me. And that she loved Angels. Always had an angel pin on. I loved how diligently she served the Lord through her service to the Young Women and Women of the Seventh Ward. She will truly be missed.
My Mother, Mary Riding enjoyed working with her in the Stake Relief Society Program. My Dad Lynn Riding would walk in the early mornings around the Mesa Jr. track. I know that Jonni always felt safe walking in the early morning hours knowing my dad would be out walking.
Grateful for Jonni's wonderful example in serving others. I will miss her testimony that she was never ashamed to share. She taught me many lessons of doing what is right and doing the best job you personally can. Love you Jonni.
From Ramona Dungy Cashmore:
I always loved Aunt Mary, who affectionately wanted to be called Jonni. I’m not sure why she chose the name “Jonni” but I always liked it. Aunt Jonni had a full and hearty laugh and loved being with family and telling stories. To me, she was the maker of “fun” activities that brought the extended family together. I distinctly remember two events from my young childhood that I believe had Aunt Jonni’s name all over making them happen.
One was a family re-enactment of the Christmas story held at grandpa and grandma Dungy’s house when I was young, maybe around six to nine years old. All the extended family and all the cousins were stuffed into grandpa and grandma’s tiny little living room that overflowed into the kitchen and down into the hallway. Aunt Jonni was the director of the play, choosing children to dress up as angels, sheep, oxen, shepherds, and Mary & Joseph. A baby doll was the Christ child. Adult sized house robes swallowed us and belts of material were tied around our waist and heads to finish off the rest of our garb. The Christmas story was read by one of the uncles as Aunt Jonni helped each of the children know when it was their turn to play their part. Besides being a little too warm in all our clothing and a little too snug in the room, I distinctly remember it was one of the funnest and sweetest memories with all our family. As a little child, I felt the Spirit of that story as we all did our best to remember our Savior’s birth.
The other event I remember was a family luau held at Uncle Floyd and Aunt Jonni’s home, out in the backyard. It was in the evening and there were tall trees, lots of food, and it seems like we had a bonfire going as well. After dinner was over the family entertainment was to begin. I distinctly remember this event because my sister and I were going to be on the program. After dinner, our mother scurried us into the house to change our clothes. Maybe Aunt Jonni was nearby when I was complaining of how embarrassed I was to perform for everyone or maybe she was simply in tune with my feelings. I don’t recall that detail. Anyway, my sister and I walked out into the backyard, wearing two-piece swimsuits, little grass skirts, and blue plastic leis around our neck and wrists. Someone started the record player and we danced to Hawaiian music for everyone, probably only one song but it felt like an eternity of dread. After we were done, everyone started clapping and saying what a good job we had done but aunt Jonni was the loudest of all, giving us hugs and making sure we knew how proud she was of our effort.
The last experience I want to share is an example of how aunt Jonni taught. She always found ways to influence people and teach lessons from the years of her experience. She loved the Gospel and our Savior and wanted to impress upon others a desire to live their best and do the right things. She told stories, shared anecdotes, and spoke in analogous ways to teach the principles of gospel living and the important lessons of life. One such time was 1979, the year I graduated from Mesa High School. Aunt Jonni gave me a small little gift with a big message. It was a colorful brooch of a Monarch butterfly, about two inches in size. When I opened it she reminded me that butterflies don’t start out being beautiful and graceful, but begin as a caterpillar who prepares for metamorphosis. As a caterpillar, they build a cocoon and undergo the needed changes to prepare them for life as a butterfly. She said my life up to this moment was the preparation I needed to emerge from my cocoon with brand new wings and places to go. I had my whole life ahead of me and could make of it whatever I wanted. She told me she loved me, was proud of me, and encouraged me to always stay true to what was right, and if I did I could bring beauty and joy to the world around me just like beautiful butterflies. I loved how Aunt Jonni did more than give a gift. She gave herself and her love and took the time to remind me of one more important lesson.
I love you Aunt Jonni and the wonderful example you always were to me. I am so happy for you and the reunions you are now enjoying. Thank you for always being a beautiful butterfly.
From Julie Martin Munden:
I remember that every time I would see your mom that see would give me a great big hug, express how much she cared about me, and had known me since I was so tiny. At one point in my teenage-hood when I was having some struggles, she lovingly reminded me that I was better than my current behavior, that she always thought I was so special and how much Heavenly Father loved me and was counting on me. It was a critical time for me spiritually and she was integral in helping me see that I wanted to make some better, positive changes of which I did. I have very loving memories of her and know that she is with many, many family and friends who love her. She was a very dear friend to my parents and family!
From Pam Garner:
I was one of the super lucky kids that grew up on East 6th Avenue. Our street was one where kids could run and play and go over to every house on the street and be loved and welcome. The Judd’s home was especially inviting. In the front yard, they had a giant mulberry tree with a treehouse. What little kid does not love a tree fort, but how many parents let their children build one? I know Jonni loved to see us out there in the tree, at least she usually sat outside and watched us while we played up there. I did not really consider she probably felt responsible to keep us safe and to take care of any emergencies. She was right there the time I fell out of the tree and landed on my face. I was so proud of the black eye I got to show off at school for the next week.
I remember that Jonni always wanted her yard to be like the garden of Eden. She loved plants and wanted them to be able to grow naturally. I loved her yard, beginning with the beautiful vines growing all along the front fence. Jonni was talking to me one time about how her family wanted her to be sensible and trim back some of the bushes. They said it was so she wouldn’t trip walking up the pathway to the front door. She just rolled her eyes, to say “as if.” Most of her plants were not only beautiful, but they were sentimental to her. She had a story about many of them and remembered who gave them to her. The more precious the memory, the harder it was for her to cut back and trim the tree or plant. To me, her yard felt like a little bit of heaven!
Jonni was not just sentimental about plants, that sentiment carried to everything about her. Her house was decorated in collections. Some of those happened because someone thought she especially loved something and started giving those items to her. Then others would see the collection and add to it until she had lighthouses, angels, red Avon dishes, clowns, etc. in every available space. They all had significance, but mostly because of the person who gave the item to her.
Everyone loved Jonni because Jonni truly loved everyone! I was especially blessed because my Mom and Jonni were such good friends. Mom worried that Jonni grieved the loss of her two daughters, so she always invited Jonni to come do girl dates with us. Sheri and I and Mom and Jonni had back to school shopping and lunch dates. Jonni would always pay for my lunch and treat me like her little girl. I loved the attention and I truly loved Jonni. I knew she loved me unconditionally and anything I did was important and special to her.
We had annual movie dates, when “Gone with the Wind” played at the theatre. This was in the olden days before you could buy recorded moves. We cried together and more importantly, laughed together. Jonni and my Mom had very contagious laughs. I remember when we went to see the movie “1776” at a theatre in Scottsdale, for the first time. Jonni loved history so much and this movie made John Adams, Benjamin Franklin, Thomas Jefferson, and the others so real. The movie kept us laughing from the start. The people behind us got annoyed and politely asked us to SHHHHHH. We couldn’t help it, Jonni would start to laugh and no matter how hard we tried we could not contain our giggles either. Finally, the people got up and moved. We were relieved and enjoyed the rest of the movie!
Jonni gave 100% to everything she did. She spent her life preparing for her church callings. She made amazing handouts and shared her testimony of the Savior in such a way that she touched the lives of all she taught. She truly loved and cared about everyone. She spoke of her young women and achievement day girls and visiting teaching sisters as members of her family, in fact, many of them became family to her. She truly showed Christ-like love and Charity to all! She remembered every little detail about those she loved.
When my first baby was born, Jonni visited me at the hospital with a gift and with it, she brought peanut M&M’s. I guess I smiled extra big when I opened the M&M’s, so every year on my Birthday and Christmas, she incorporated peanut M&M’s into my gift. I have an October birthday and so did Floyd. We could always plan on a new ceramic pumpkin for our Birthdays. I treasured my collection of pumpkins.
Most importantly Jonni loved her family. It was so evident in every visit I had with her. She loved them unconditionally no matter what trials they brought to her life. She also loved their friends and spouses. She looked at everyone through the Savior’s eyes and only saw the good. I know that she knew our souls and loved all of us for who we were, Children of God, with divine destinies. I will always love Jonni and be grateful for her example of goodness in my life!
From Tina Martin:
I have so many memories of sister Judd that I can't even think of what to say except that she was the best person she taught me a lot and being Jeff's friend I was always over there a lot and she was so sweet to me she taught me to gospel and I'll never forget the Hope chest that I had that she helped get for me I know she's happy now that she's with her family and I can't wait to see her again God bless you sister Judd Jonni, my friend. Love you always ❤️
From Rondal Jones:
While I was serving as the 7th Ward Deacons’ Quorum President, Floyd was our Deacons’ Quorum advisor. We would meet in the Judds’ front room once a month for presidency meeting. Jonni always had tasty refreshments for the four hungry boys. One Sunday she brought out what looked like some large, coconut-covered cream puff type confections that really looked especially delicious. We anxiously bit into them, only to discover that they were just unseasoned mashed potato balls rolled in coconut. All we heard was Jonni’s quiet laughter coming from the kitchen. We then got our usual brownies.
About 30 years later when I was called as the Bishop of 7th Ward, we called Floyd & Jonni to be our Ward Newsletter Editors/Publishers. We asked for a monthly one-page newsletter, front and back. However, that wasn’t nearly enough pages for them. For the next five years, we got monthly newsletters at least 4-6 pages long. They were great reporters and did a wonderful job of getting auxiliary leaders, class leaders, and families to send in regular reports of parties, youth outings/activities, etc. & family events. No one dared say “NO” to Jonni. Anytime I would ask them for an invoice to pay for the printing, they just said it was their contribution to the 7th Ward.
What wonderful people and it was a privilege to have known them for 55 years. We were so disappointed when the Mesa South Stake ward boundaries were changed in 2003 and the Judds ended up in Poinsettia Ward and the Jones’ ended up in Solomon Ward. And then in 2011 when Poinsettia Ward ended up in a whole different stake. It was sad to lose those weekly contacts with such wonderful folks.
From Jaynel Baldwin:
She was always so loving and good to our family...We have so many good memories of our families through the years..What a long awaited joyous reunion and welcome she had with all her loved ones that went before her...She had such a funny sense of humor and I can hear her laughing now...What a contagious laugh she had..
From Donna Rogers Langford:
I am so sorry for your loss. She was one of my favorite leaders as a teenager. She was a true champion of a daughter of God!
From John Hancock:
I’m so sorry I loved your mom very much I will miss her! She was a very good mom. She treated me like a son.
From Doris Wilhelm:
Truly a great lady...I have many good memories of her and 7th ward sisters...they are all missed along with Jonni..she always had an encouraging word for me.
From Cindy Adair Larsen:
A true Elect Lady. My visiting teacher, confidante, counselor, master teacher, extra mom, loved lighthouses, ended every lesson hoping that we so live so the Lord would come very soon. He has welcomed her with open arms saying, "Well done."
From Tamara Turley Weaver:
I loved Sister Judd! She was my Young Women’s leader. Always wore the value colors and especially the color white for Faith. I always remember her praying that we would live righteously so the Savior could come again soon. Now she has her chance to meet him!
From Brenda Hancock:
She truly was a special lady! She welcomed me into the 7th ward nearly 40 years ago. Jonni was such an example of Christlike love! She gave the best lessons....a true inspiration to so many people!
From Lynette Tenney Bendixsen:
Even though I haven't seen her for years, she is still in my top list of women leaders..... Many open arms waiting for her in heaven.
From Verna Morreale:
I am so going to miss Jonni my mom's best friend for to many years to count after Alice Matthews passed I would go over and visit Jonni and the stories about her and mom were so fun to hear and when I was a young lady she would speak at church and she always had your attention because it came from her heart so I am truly blessed to have known her may she rest in peace I love you Jonni Judd
From Rob Taylor:
I was always called Robbie by Jonni if you know me not very many people could call me that I can’t think of anyone else that called me Robbie so she was the last. Jonni started calling me Robbie in primary
From Becky Hancock Ward:
She was an amazing lady and one of my most favorite leaders. I loved her very much.
From Schelly Mitchell:
Troy I remember the last time I saw your Mom. I went home to visit while my Dad was sick. Anyway it had been A LONG time I saw her last so I re introduced myself. She laughed her deep heart laugh and said she knew I had to be one of Louis kids because we were the only ones who still called her Mary. Then she hugged me and I'm glad she did. I've lost more than I wanted to without getting that one hug. I will always remember your mom's laughter. I love you and God Bless..Good night Aunt Mary. Sweet dreams.
From Kim Fisher Roberts:
I’m sorry to hear that. She was one to emulate, for sure. Loved her zest and joyful personality. One great lady.
From Lisa Denham Orr:
I will miss Aunt Jonni. I’m grateful she’s no longer suffering. She’s been through a lot in her life. So happy she’s reunited with Uncle Floyd and her babies.
From Janice Jones Wilstead:
I just saw this post and cried. Jonni Judd was one of my favorite Young Women's leader. Her lessons were sometimes so enthralling that we were captivated enough you could here a pin drop. We knew how much she loved us too. When I grew older and became a Cub Scout Den Leader, I took the cubs to the Lehi Mesa Museum where she was the museum guide and captivated the boys with Mesa's Pioneer History, she being dressed up as a pioneer herself. The boys really enjoyed that day. Jonni had quite the sense of humor too that made people laugh. She will be truly missed. She was one of the 7th Ward's Elite Ladies Group.
From Scott Baker:
Oh man! Dang! Your mom was awesome and nice to me growing up in the 7th Ward.
From Wendy Weidner Bjerke:
I loved her dearly. We were in the same ward as her and your father during the first several years of our marriage, and she was the most wonderful woman ever, in my opinion. I had no idea she was your mother until she visited the ward we were in with you, and I was very moved that she not only remembered me, but loved our daughter at first sight. I know that she was honored as an “Elect Lady” by a chapter of Lambda Delta Sigma, and I could definitely see why that honor was bestowed upon her. She will be missed by many, including me and Russell Bjerke. I do hope and pray that you and your good family will find comfort in knowing that she is with your father in the Spirit World, and that through the power of the Atonement you will all be together again as a family.
From Robert Bassett:
I didn’t know her, but I’m glad to have met you [Troy] and your family. Many of my fondest childhood memories are from visiting your house to play with your kids or for scouts, and I feel that your mother’s love helped shape how strong and caring you are, which I felt every day I was with your family.
From Julie Martin Munden:
Your mom was such a wonderful person. She made such a positive impact on the young women in the 7th ward growing up. I could always count on a big hug, warm smile and a kind uplifting comment when I would see her. She was just a great lady! No doubt that Heaven is even a better place
From Ramona Dungy Cashmore:
I loved Aunt Jonni and have fond memories of her that I will submit to your memories page. I'm so grateful I took the time to interview her a couple years back. What a treasure that is for me. I can't help but think what a wonderful reunion is going on with your dad, and siblings, especially Dianna who died so young.
From Carma King:
I love Jonni so much, she was the best relief society teacher, I always enjoyed her lessons and just the example she set for us.
From Brad Rowley:
Jonni Judd was an institution. We love her so, and miss her more.
From Shelley Mills:
I dearly loved your Mom , Troy. Your family is so blessed to have her. What a great reunion for your Dad and siblings. A very elect lady has passed.
From Steven Rowley:
Most of all I have to celebrate that those four are all together again. Floyd was such a huge part of my growing up and Jonni was ALWAYS there. My whole life. My best friend’s (Chris) mom when I was a wee boy. My mom’s best friend the rest of her (Ruth) life. An odd juxtaposition isn’t it. There will never be another like Jonni Judd. Just as there will never be another Floyd, Arden and Ruth. I can only imagine Dad and Floyd in those beach-comer high-water pants and Mom and Jonni in their faux-moo moos and plastic leis. What a luau they’re having up there!
From Shary Benard Teller:
She was always so good to me and I thought the world of her.
From Allison Lunt Taylor:
I heard her speak at an RS meeting once, I remember feeling her strong spirit.
From Sharon Payne Taylor:
Loved you mom, everyone did, she seemed to draw everyone to her, and we all benefited from knowing her, so happy for her, so sad for us.