Jeffrey Allen Watson|
June 18, 1964 - February 23, 2000
Jeff is sorely missed by his father and I, his sister, our families, plus scores of others whose lives were touched by his. Jeff had such a sense of humor and zest for life contrary to its sudden end on February 23, 2000. Jeff’s life was as diverse as the people he met along its way, which were many. Jeff loved the outdoors and became a skilled craftsman who left college in his 4th year to be outdoors which led him into construction. He loved wood and was able to fashion it into bows and arrows, custom cabinets and trim, laminated picture frames, furniture such as bed frames, artists’ easels, tables, and also beautiful houses. He could work on virtually anything mechanical and electrical. He followed in his father’s footsteps with cleverness and ingenuity. His curiosity was insatiable throughout all his years.
"You Are So Beautiful To Me"
(as sung by Joe Cocker from his heart - always brings me to tears as I remember my beautiful baby Jeff - our first born child and only son whom we couldn't wait to hold and love forever..... and we do, in our hearts...)
Jeff was able to find solutions to any problem that arose and sought advice when necessary. So how did this happen to him? We have no idea! How did he lose the ability to find a solution to whatever was destroying his heart? What happened to his hope, happiness and youthful energy?
We know he had so much going on in his life in his last year – too much I’m sure. A miserably cold Alaskan winter and disappointing scheduling delays that meant instead of starting a house construction project in the spring, he would work through the winter in snow, ice and a month of 60-80 mile/hour winds. Hard work, illness, a love affair, and lonely nights appear to have caught up with him. It’s the only reason we have to bring us to any comprehension and understanding on how this could happen to our son who had no previous personality or mental problems. He had close neighbors and good friends who were completely taken by surprise by his tragic death. He was certainly in a depression that we believe he was not even aware of, or admitted to himself to have. We knew he was really worn out but he refused to take time to fly home to visit or to take a vacation with us in November. Then suddenly, just before spring, he was gone. He had planned to come home in the spring. Well, he did, but I don't believe he intended it to be forever.
Jeff loved nature and being outdoors. He was a skilled sportsman and was a certified EMT with underwater search and rescue credentials. He also loved recreational SCUBA diving and was a strong swimmer.
He was impulsive and brave; and sometimes reckless. I remember once on an extremely hot day in the car, traveling over the Cascade Mountains, we stopped for a brief rest. He disappeared for a few minutes and came back apparently quite cooled off! He had refreshed himself by stripping off all his clothes and jumping in the nearby frigid raging river.
Jeff was an avid reader and skilled drummer. He loved music and never sat out a dance. He had a smile that wouldn’t quit and an easy going personality. He had a terrific sense of humor and was full of puns! Apparently he was also an expert at hiding his concerns, broken heart and pain. So many questions - and we’ll never know for sure. We only know that we love him and miss him.
Jeff was a beautiful baby and a beautiful man. "You are so beautiful to me".
Jeff lives on forever in the Nature he so loved, and in our hearts.
Memorial Submitted by: Joan Watson