Mary Jane Mahan (Beck)

Mary Jane Beck Mahan was born July 4, 1946 in Salt Lake City, Utah. Mrs. Mahan attended St. Joseph’s Parochial School in Grand Junction, Colorado. On March 6, 1965 she married the love of her life Miles Richard Mahan in a quiet ceremony. The couple shared 34 years together until his death April 9,1999. She cherished her family and always went out of her way to make family gatherings memorable. Mrs. Mahan was a gifted artist in her free time. She also enjoyed and loved her yorkie Newt.

Mrs. Mahan worked at the airport in Montrose in the late 1970s. She was employed at Vurl’s Farm Supply and Country General for two decades. It was in healthcare that she found her passion working as a CNA from 2000 until her retirement.

Survivors include her three children; Mark Allen Mahan of Montrose; Marty Lyn Mahan Flowers of Delta; and Mathew Wade Mahan and wife Kristi Gray Mahan of Montrose; daughter in law Lisa Vigil of Montrose; and 7 grandchildren Ashley, Mikaela, Miles, Justin, Tyler Mahan, and Dawson and Darshawn Flowers. Mrs. Mahan was blessed with four great grandchildren and another on the way.

Other survivors include her brother Robert Beck; and sisters Margo Romero, Claire Brakey, and Roberta Quigly of Utah. She was preceded in death by her parents Robert and Maragret Beck Miles Richard Mahan and other family members.

A celebration of life is planned for a later date.

HERO

My mom was my truest love! My mom was my hero in every definition of the word. My rock without fail she was always there to pick up the pieces of my life and help me rebuild for my own destruction. I never felt a time that her love wasn’t with me nor have I ever felt in my life disappointment of who she was or what she was about. She was a firm, honest, faithful and loyal woman, that any son or daughter less fortunate than I would have ever dreamed or prayed for. A mother that was truly admired of all her Strengths and understanding. Noble in all of her ways, and through all of our life’s walks together!  Now I have to say goodbye to my one and only biggest HERO!  May she find true peace at the place of the right hand of our creator for everything she has had to endure with her loving caring hands that have rebuilt so many broken pieces.  I pray that she will always continue to be my heroic angel. Until one day we meet again Mom you will never know how special you are and how much you always mean to me. You are my HERO!

I LOVE YOU!

We never know when the last time we see someone is the last time we will ever see them. The last time I saw her she was still the most beautiful woman in the room, poking me in the side and cracking jokes at a funeral. Jane was so vibrant. She told you what she thought regardless of what you wanted to hear.  She was the most beautiful woman I knew growing up with her perfect hair and her poise.  She was hard as nails if you crossed her, and she didn’t take anyone’s crap…the only woman who could ever tame Richard.  She was totally and completely in love with one man her entire life staying faithful 21 years after his death.  She was a harsh disciplinarian who made us fear a wet flyswatter. She was soft hearted. She was fun. She was dignity under pressure. She was devoted to her God.  She was ours. Above all, the most painful thing is that she WAS.  Still, the most comforting thing is that she WAS.