Betty M. Marshall Nov. 16, 1930 to April 1, 2019

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Betty M. Marshall Nov. 16, 1930 to April 1, 2019

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Betty’s path through life started in Fremont, Nebraska, the second child of Leroy and Gladys Webster. During her childhood, the family relocated to Gillette, Wyoming. It was there that she met and married Charles Marshall and moved to Sheridan, Wyoming, operating their ranch and raising their family of four: Linda, Debra, John and Alice. As Sheridan grew around the ranch, Charles and Betty searched for a new home and found it on the banks of the Stillwater River at Beehive, Montana. Betty’s last move was to Absarokee, where she resided until her death.

Betty is survived by her four children, five granddaughters and one grandson, and three great-grandsons and one great-granddaughter.

As wished, cremation has taken place, with symbols of the four constants in her life chosen by her children. A spool of thread from her love of sewing everything from her children’s clothing to beautiful quilts, a rose from her passion of gardening, a deck of cards from her passion of card games from solitaire to bridge, and a stuffed Tweety Bird from the cartoon character which she collected all kinds of knickknacks.

Betty’s far-flung family plans on gathering in early July to celebrate Betty’s life and will post an invite to her friends to gather with us.

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5 thoughts on “Betty M. Marshall Nov. 16, 1930 to April 1, 2019”

  1. Alice~ I’m sorry to see the passing of your mom. I remember her fondly as I reminisce about the amusing times we had at Beehive. She was always a fun person to be around. You are in my thoughts. ~Kelly (Walter) Rose

  2. skruse@sibanyestillwater.com

    So sorry to hear of Betty passing, she was a very special lady. Worked with her years ago at the Silversmith’s and carpooled together we had lot’s of laughter. Sharon (Hart) Kruse

  3. I was sorry to learn of Betty’s passing, she was a lovely lady and truly loved her family. My thoughts are with you all. Dona Frey

  4. On a cold clear night, years ago, there was a meteor shower. I drove up the Beaver Creek hill for a view. Another car came along, It was Betty. Bundled up againstt the chill, we watched the sky for hours. Sometimes talking, sometimes not. Betty said “I hope there are more people looking up than just us!” I will remember her as I gaze at the stars…….Phil Adams

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