February 26, 1924 - November 17, 2021
Betty W. Littlejohn February 26, 1924 ~ November 17, 2021 They say that God gave us mothers because he couldn’t be everywhere all the time. That was never truer than with our beloved Mother, Betty Winifred Littlejohn. Perhaps you knew her as a neighbor, an amazing cook, golfer, seamstress, hard, hard worker, babysitter, shopper, friend, bracelet maker…she was all these too, but above all she was wife and life-long companion to her husband of over 71 years, James Franklin Littlejohn. That was, indeed, a lifetime. They always did everything together and in his last few years, she became his primary caretaker. Our mother was always working, having honed that lifestyle even as a child, working in the sugar beet fields on her parents’ farm in Brighton, Colorado, where she was born. It was there, too, that she learned the delicate job of catching, killing, and frying chickens. She learned to shoot rabbits, fish, and catch whatever they could to feed the family. Momma did it all. It was there that her hands learned to roll tortillas and make perfect green chili. Her pork tamales are legendary. It was there that she developed a work ethic that outmatched most, and she worked circles around “us younger ones,” as she would say. Even in her late 80’s, she insisted on shoveling snow, saying she “didn’t want to get a ticket!” And “I need the exercise!” Stubborn was her middle name. Her formal education was completed at Brighton High School where she graduated in 1942, but she graduated from the School of Common Sense and Good Judgment somewhere along the way, because she always had the best advice for everything. She had a way of looking at the world with a bird’s-eye-view that sifted through the unimportant, the inappropriate and the non-sensical, to see the best and most efficient way to do something. Mom worked in a Denver laundry and private homes in her early adult life and married our father on March 18, 1950. That day, she became a hero that is seldom celebrated – a military wife. It is the soldiers, sailors, airmen and Marines who are so celebrated, and rightly so, but the wives are silent heroes in their own right for the sacrifices they make over 20, 30, 40 years of a military career. Our mother did it without complaint from Denver to Florida, Newfoundland, Wyoming, South Carolina, Maine, Illinois, France, Holland, Michigan, and New York, three kids in school along the way, lonely nights of TDY trips, packing a household with a week’s notice, three meals a day, lots of baking, NCO Wives clubs, living in foreign countries, one car, one income and one giant heart. It was no wonder the neighborhood kids always gravitated to our house. She made it a safe, welcoming place, lots of food, laughter, and happiness. She defined the word homemaker but played as hard as she worked. Along with Daddy, she was a life-long member of The Retired Enlisted Association, Chapter 3, and spent many, many great times there and organizing golf tournaments. She was a gardener, a gambler, grandma, great-grandma, great-great-grandma, times 22, golfer, a go-getter, and good dancer and loved to fish. Rather than becoming a “golf widow”, she joined our father on the golf course and quickly became his best golf buddy and foursome partner, the one who could always find everybody’s ball. Mom taught herself to sew on a machine that Daddy won in a poker game. She made clothes for the three daughters all through high school and we had the best dressed Barbie and Ken dolls anywhere. There was nothing she couldn’t make. Momma was a handyman. If she couldn’t fix it herself, she could tell you how to fix it. Many people don’t know this, but she used to give ideas to Daddy on fixing things too. Her mind was sharp like a knife, and she knew how to cut through the clutter of useless information and get to the point. She never let the grass grow under her, always wanted to get to the next thing. These are just a few of the attributes we share with you about our beloved mother…wonderful, joyful years that are a blessing and legacy that we will keep forever. Betty Winifred Littlejohn is the daughter of James Thomas and Marguerite Thomas (Gomez). She was preceded in death by her husband James F. Littlejohn, her brothers- Jimmie, Bud, Gus, and Hugh Thomas, her sisters -Carmelita Armelin, (Whitney); and Sarah Davenport (Bill). She leaves to honor her life and cherish her memory her daughters, Helen, Barbara and Rita Littlejohn, grandchildren-Tonya Little-Gilford, James Polk, Candice Oliver (Shaunte), Alea Benson-Littlejohn, great-grandchildren Annabelle and Hudson Polk, Alexis, Amir and Anonda Little, Audon Littlejohn-Little, Rayna Gilford, Darus, D’Aundre and Nasi Samuels, Dayelyn Collier, Kymari Jefferson, Nola Mae Oliver, great-great-grandchildren, Cameron, Amari , Jadon, Jasiah and Tayvious Little- all of Denver; and a host of nieces and nephews, friends and golf buddies. Visitation, Tuesday, December 7, 2021 at 9:00am; with Celebration of Life Service at 9:45am at Romero Funeral ~ Chapel of Repose. Repast to follow at 10:45am-11:45pm. Private Interment at 1:00pm at Fort Logan National Cemetery, Staging Area "A", Denver, Colorado.
Betty W. Littlejohn February 26, 1924 ~ November 17, 2021 They say that God gave us mothers because he couldn’t be everywhere all the time. That was never truer than with our beloved Mother, Betty Winifred Littlejohn. Perhaps you knew... View Obituary & Service Information
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Betty W. Littlejohn
February 26, 1924 ~ November 17, 2021
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