The world has grown a bit duller. Steven Jepson has died, taking with him his will and wit so often used to make those around him laugh. Self-assured, he always knew what he wanted and how he wanted it.
Steven served in the US Air Force for 24 years, through two tours in Korea, and ended his career at the Pentagon.
Afterward, he pursued a psychological degree and a career serving others in a new capacity. He worked at the VA to helping veterans adapt to the challenges of civilian life and helped create the Homeless Veterans Fellowship.
Steven lived his life honorably and with integrity. His wife Barbara, children, stepchildren, and grandchildren will now have to forge their own paths without his fire
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not here; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamonds gilt on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle Autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine in the night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
Arrangements under the direction of Lindquist’s Layton Mortuary, 1867 No. Fairfield Rd., Layton, Utah.