My dear wife of 44 years is named Helen Jean Decker Crowther. Almost all who know her call her "Jean," but her sisters and brother call her "Jeanie," and so do I. She's a talented and capable "get it done" person who is both a dynamic leader and a dependable follower, able to serve with wisdom and love whether in the limelight or behind the scenes. 
     She's a wonderful wife, an exemplary mother, a loving grandmother, a devoted and faithful laborer in the Lord's work and kingdom, and a source of great joy to me and to all our family circle.  Her companionship brings joy to me.  Her example leads me to take the high path in my daily living. The prospect of having her as my eternal companion helps me to choose the right so we can walk our eternal path together.  I truly love and cherish her!

Jean D. Crowther

Our Immediate Family:
Back row, left to right: Dave, Don, Bill and Scott. 
Second row, left to right: Lisa, Jean, Duane, and Bethany. Sharon's in front.

     We don't know if we were able to plan our family in our pre-mortal life, but we feel greatly blessed by the order in which our children joined our mortal family circle.  We had two sons, then two daughters, then two more sons, followed by two more daughters. First came Don and Scott, then Laura and Lisa, then David and William, and finally Sharon and Bethany.

     We've been greatly blessed with children who have accomplished much and lived exemplary lives. All four of our sons served full-time missions.  Don served in Indonesia and the Philippines; Scott labored in Korea; Dave was an Assistant to the President in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida; and Bill performed his missionary service in Taiwan. Sharon has served as a Stake Missionary.  Three of our sons have served or are serving as Bishops or Bishops' Counselors.

Laura Jean Crowther

Nov. 10, 1961 - Sept. 5,1966

     The years when we had just Don, Scott, Laura and Lisa were especially sweet years for us.  Our oldest child, Don, was barely old enough to enter school, and Lisa was still tiny. We enjoyed remarkably tender and loving times together in our tiny home in Smithfield, Utah, and strong eternal bonds connected us to one another. Perhaps that special time was a preparation for what was to come.
   
     Laura was suddenly stricken with two virulent types of adult leukemia which snuffed out her life during a brief two-month period in 1966, shortly before her fifth birthday. Her gentle, uncom- plaining spirit during those two difficult months touched everyone: our family, the doctors, her friends in the Ward and in Primary, our extended family.