


It's taken me a while to get this blog post up. I knew I wanted to blog about it, but it's a hard thing -death, you want to forget the pain, but not the person, but you can't really have one without the other. Uncle Joe was only 40 years old when he passed away from the result of a hunting injury. It was very random, very unbelievable. The randomness of everything has actually been very comforting to me because I know that there is a God up there working everything and in several ways the Lord could have changed the outcome, but he didn't. That helps me know that it was his time to go, despite the suddenness of it. Chris and I both had some really neat spiritual experiences through this whole thing and I felt personally the awesomeness of the Lord in being able to bring about such good from such tragedy. This is the first real tragedy I have had to go through and I've learned a lot and I hope it never happens again. This is going to sound funny, but this was my first experience with death and having Facebook. It's been an amazing tool for out family to stay close through it, but It's really hard to get on Facebook and not cry when you read all the comments and condolences!
So logistics. We went down to Utah on Thursday and spent the whole weekend with family. Everyone in my family was able to travel to Utah to be there. It was so good to see everyone and have that support. The funeral was on Monday and boy was it unique! They had a brass band and played Metallica. They told jokes, and danced. It was as fun as a funeral can get I think. He was dressed in his camos and a t-shirt. At the viewing there was a line wrapped through the hallways of the funeral home and out the door, much of the night. It was really neat. I have never liked viewings because I don't really want to remember the person that way, but I never regret saying good bye. It's hard, but very therapeutic. I have been really impressed with the strength of Derrick and Erin and Stephanie through the ordeal. They were/are still such a close little family and they have amazing faith. My papa dedicated the grave which was another really neat experience. I wanted to put his obituary on this to remember it.

Joseph Don "Joe" Boehme
10/20/1970 ~ 10/3/2011
Joe Boehme left us this week while in the place he loved most, the mountains outside of Panguitch, Utah on a "damned good day to say the least". Joe was born in Bountiful to Don and Janet Boehme. He went to Woods Cross High where he was the last Drum Major for the Woods Cross marching band in its heyday. He then took his talents to the Concord Blue Devils and the University of Utah. Then "one day at band camp", he met the love of his life, Stephanie D. Holbrook. Their son, PFC Derrik Matthew Boehme, and daughter "Princess" Erin D. Boehme, were constant sources of pride. With a strong back and a stronger heart, he worked for Smith's Warehouse in Layton for 20 years to support his family he loves. In his free time, he took care of his chickens and tended a large garden. He was an avid outdoorsman. He loved camping, hunting and fishing. What he loved most was family, friends, and laughing. He was selfless to a fault. He'd give you the shirt off his back, and buy you an extra. He always managed to hit every red light. Joe is remembered around the world for his smile, his laughter, and his great hugs. He was amazing with children, and beloved by his nieces and nephews. Joe was quick to love, and was always telling people he loved them.
He was striving every day to be more and more like his Dad and his brother Matt. He was fiercely patriotic and a proud supporter of the Armed Forces.
He will be missed by many friends and family. "Don't cry, be strong." - Joe
Funeral services will be Monday, October 10, 2011 at 11:00 a.m. at the Myers Mortuary, 250 N. Fairfield Rd., Layton, where family and friends may call Sunday evening from 6-8 p.m. and Monday from 10:00 - 10:45 a.m. prior to services. Interment, Syracuse City Cemetery.
Those words "don't cry, be strong." were his last words.
We love him and know that we will see him again and KNOW that he is watching over our family. We will miss him greatly in the mean time.