In Memory

Curtis Dean

Curtis Dean

Curtis Richard Dean:  Born 29 January 1960 Stockton, San Joaquin,

California.   Died 5 June 1984 Provo, Utah. Buried in Provo City Cemetery.

 

Thanks to Don Shelley for research on members of our graduating class who have passed away.

 



 
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02/23/09 10:46 AM #1    

Carolee Wilkinson (Adams)

My memory of Curtis was his incredible smile!!!! His whole being just lit up! Whenever I was around him he made me smile. I loved to watch him with Tracy. She was so good to Curtis and the exchange between them was always so funny and playful. They seemed to be connected much deeper than most siblings. It is sad to have lost them both within just a few years of each other.

03/21/09 09:34 AM #2    

Kathleen Felt (Covey)

I have many memories of Curtis because I spent a lot of time at their home with Tracy. Curtis was always happy and kind. He had a happy life with a family that loved him and were so good to him. He was such a good brother to Tracy and Laura and would do any thing for them.

03/22/09 12:24 AM #3    

Tonya Carter (Hamby)

CURTIS WAS A REALLY FUN KID TO BE AROUND IN SCHOOL. I REMEMBER HIM IN THE HALLWAYS AND MARYANN AND I WOULD ALWAYS TALK TO HIM AND SAY HELLO. HE WOULD SMILE BIG AND TURN ALITTLE RED. I DONT KNOW WHY HE STICKS IN MY MIND SO MUCH, BUT I ALWAYS THOUGHT ABOUT HIM AND HOPED HIM WELL. I HOPE I GET TO SAY HELLO TO HIM ON THE OTHER SIDE.

04/04/09 08:38 PM #4    

Craig Matthews

This memory of Curtis brings mixed feelings for me. It was one of those moments that made me think a bit about what kind of person I wanted to be.

We were on a scout outing at the sand dunes. Some of us had been involved in some activities that weren't appropriate, especially for an activity such as that.

We were all running up and down the dunes and haveing a good time. Curtis wanted so much to be a part of the group, but was unable to because of his weight. So everyone grabbed on to Curtis and pushed or pulled him up to the top of one of the really big dunes. Honestly, for most of the group it was more of a joke as opposed to wanting to include him in with the group. Curtis was so excited about it, just being up there with us. He probably felt like he was on top of the world. He had such a big smile on his face.

Then everyone just left. They all left Curtis on top of that dune. He was scared, really really scared. I had never seen anyone experience fear like he had that night.

I am so glad that I didn't run off and I stayed with Curtis. We walked down the dune together and he squeezed the holy crap out of my hand on the way down. I didn't mind. We got down and spent the rest of the night goofing around.

I'm so grateful that I stayed and helped Curtis that night. I became a better person because of my association with him. He had that kind of affect on me. All the others who left him missed out.

I don't mean to make it sound like I'm this good guy, I'm just grateful that I had an association with Curtis. He helped me. Curtis was the good guy! He did have a great smile.

04/27/09 10:41 PM #5    

Neil Skousen

Thanks Craig for your words...that really affected me. I also was in Curtis' neighborhood and ward. He had lots of struggles but always seemed to rise above those challenges with his truly-innocent smile and personality. I remember Curtis longing in small ways for friendship and -- like Craig said -- just wanting to be part of the group. When I think of Curtis, I find myself asking, "Did I do everything in my power to befriend him when others did not?" Craig, I'm proud of you for being a true friend to Curtis and not following the crowd. I suppose I could have done more in this short, fragile life, but I do remember hanging out with Curtis at times and just listening and talking with him.

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