"I miss you so much Ninny. I lost a big part of myself the day you left this world. I think about you every day, I?d give anything to hug you one last time. Please watch over me and the girls. You were all of our favorite person, they are broken over losing you too. nothing can ever replace the love you gave us. Thank you for the best memories, I will hold you in the most special part of my heart until the day I die. I love you. I love you so much. "
In loving memory of
Sylvia Ann Schmidt
July 22, 1938 - July 5, 2020
Sylvia Ann Schmidt, 81, of Jensen, Utah, passed away peacefully at home on July 5, 2020. She was born July 22, 1938 in Alamosa, Colorado to Ralph Allen and Greta Camilla Covey Kell. Sylvia married Harold Dean Schmidt in Taos, New Mexico on May 19, 1956.
Sylvia and Harold raised their family in Monte Vista, Colorado until Harolds work took them to Mountain City, Nevada in 1972. They then moved to Jensen, Utah where they opened Silverpick Rock Shop. Sylvia ran the rock shop until Harold retired. They went on many rockhounding adventures together. Sylvia loved taking care of her flower gardens and yard. Her favorite thing was to spend time with her family, but mostly her grandchildren. And they all loved their Ninny.
She leaves behind her children Elaine Anderson of Lake Los Angeles, California; Brian Schmidt, Laura (Billy) Ainge, and Preston Schmidt all of Jensen. Grandchildren Sonya, Sarah, Christopher, Jamie, Jason, Teresa, Brittany, Justine, Marc, Courtney and Brandi. 20 great grandchildren, a sister Ruth Goad, sister-in-law Verna Schmidt and many nieces and nephews.
Sylvia is preceded in death by husband Harold, son Kent Schmidt, sister Karen, brother James and brother-in-laws Vernon Schmidt and Donnie Goad and nephew Melvin Goad.
Graveside services will be held at a later date where she will be laid to rest next to Harold at the Colorado Veterans Cemetery at Homelake, Monte Vista, Colorado. Online condolences may be shared at www.AshleyValleyFuneralHome.com
Tributes
"So sorry for your lossSabrina"
"My grandma was the closest person to my heart. She touched my soul in a special way because of the person she was and the love that she radiated. She was special to many people, but she played an important role in personally shaping who I am. Her heart and her generosity knew no bounds. Her door was always open - literally. She never locked it, you could just walk in and she would be right there to greet you with a smile and ask if you were hungry. She loved to give her time and her focus to others and was always willing to give just a little bit more. She was truly selfless. Growing up I never had a birthday or holiday without a card or a call. She was always there. Always thinking of others, especially those near and dear to her heart. Really, she was the anchor of our family, she held everything together. Through the hardest times in my life I had her support, and just a simple phone call always turned the worst days around for me.It will be the small things Ill remember most about her. Like rubbing us down with vintage Avon skin so soft oil after bathing us as small children, exploring her other house where she stored her Knick knacks and all kinds of special treasures, her love for her garden, watching the humming birds on the porch, the way she was always collecting pine cones from her yard, trips to town to get groceries when she would load us all up and then pass out tic tacs to us in the car followed by a day of shopping where she would spoil us silly, and her home cooked breakfasts every single day. To this day I cant eat breakfast food and not think about her. No matter what we were doing together she was so in the moment with us and involved- that every little thing reminds me of her. She kept everything, which shows we were just as important to her a she was to us. you can walk in her house to this day and find the same toys we played together when we were young. Its a sense of love and stability and certainty that cant quite be matched. Even the little pink elephant scrubber she used on me in the bath when I was a baby can still be found in the bathroom. That constant loving presence really shapes a person. Her house, just a trailer in the middle of the desert in Utah, was always my safe space, my sanctuary, my favorite place in the whole world. I am lucky to have spent the last week by her side inside this same home, helping take care of her the way she always did me. I said goodbye to her for the last time yesterday morning, and she passed away about 8 hours later I am beyond devastated. She was perfect. Perfect in every respect. She loved deeply and fully. Ive never met a more selfless person. She was the kind of person who just had more love in her heart for the more people who joined our lives. She showed my children the same love and dedication. and nothing made my heart happier than to see her with them. Even into her 70s, on days when her feet were so tired, she would still make sure to cook everyone dinner and proceed to wash all of the dishes afterward without a single complaint. She gave so much to everyone, and was so stubborn about not taking any help and getting everything done herself. A real world superhero in my eyes. The way my grandmother lived her life has changed me: I aim to be as loving to others as she was to me. I'll carry lessons learned from her forever, even if she is no longer physically here and I know I'm not alone in that. She is so much a part of who I am that even though I knew she would one day leave us, I cant quite believe she is gone. A huge piece of me is gone. The best piece of me is gone. I love you Ninny."