ForeverMissed
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Jonathan L Bellar 51 years old , born on April 21, 1943 and passed away on March 15, 1995. We will remember him forever.

Tributes are short messages commemorating Jonathan L, or an expression of support to his closest family and friends. Leave your first tribute here, and others will follow.

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Green Thumb

Shared by Jessica Bellar on March 16, 2012

Dad had such a green thumb, which I don't. I remember me and sisters would be playing around the house. Mom was fixing dinner and dad was out in the grass some where. Ah it seemed like we had the fullist, best smelling roses. The greenist grass, the best branches to swing on. Speaking of banches, I remember Brandy carving her initials and a boys in the tree, out front of the front door. Oh I think It was Justin Stewart. Last time I was in Page I think that tree was gone. Reguardless, dad loved this grass being so green, his flowers being so healthy, his trees being so tall and I know he loved all of us, including you, if your reading this you knew him.(tearing up) I really don't have anything else to say.........

Shared by Jessica Bellar on March 16, 2012

Ha ha the funniest thing, one day I typed in my dads name and this web site came up. I am not real sure who made it but thank you. I got an e-mail that said some one had visited this site, come to find out actually 665 people have. I would like to appolgise for not having more time to post stories and things I remember about my dad. I guess that is why this is a great web site because all of you 665 people who have came to visit this site, have stories, pictures and memories. You have to remember me and my sisters were very young when dad passed away, so your stories and memories help us.

A day with dad at SRP

Shared by Jessica Bellar on March 16, 2012

I remember one day I was having a horrible day.  I was at home with the girls and my dad was at work. Dad came all the way from SRP, picked me up and we went back to SRP. I remember his office, very office like, with pictures of his family around. The best thing I remember is that he took me to one of the three huge smoke stacks. It was just Jessica and dad day. Make me smile yet almost want to cry, does tearing up count as almost crying?