“Here is the technical bits, Melody Smith Jorgensen of Boise, Idaho sadly left us on January 22, 2024 following a brief illness and complications from pneumonia, surrounded by her family. She is survived by four sons, Richard Smith (Boise) – grandchildren Titania Elise, and Aubrey Larissa, – John Smith (Coeur d’Alene), Paul Jorgensen (Boise), and Lee Jorgensen (Boise), her sisters Anne DeJaynes, Susan Smith, Dicksie Page, and Verda(bird) Chavez, and her brother Jesse Smith, and a wide collection of nieces, nephews, cousins, in-laws, and many dear friends that felt like family. A celebration of life will be held Saturday, January the 27th, from 11 to 2, at 1555 W Franklin Street. Melody chose to be cremated and is proceeded in death by her parents, her sisters Mary Moyer, Christine Fox-Miller, brother Martin Sanford, niece Jennifer Page, and an unfair amount of cherished family and friends. Of course life is not fair and the blessing of family is often off set by the painful, delible loss of both loved ones and pains in the ass.
Now the real stuff. Melody had a fondness for animals and coaxed even the most shy to come in for a cuddle. She raised chickens, had dogs, cats, and cockatiels. They are awaiting her visit to the rainbow bridge. She drank coffee just before bed and slept with her knees up. Her ring tone was Carrie Underwood “Jesus take the wheel” which always played at max volume. After a double lung transplant, she took up sweets for the first time and kept gummies on hand. As the family favorite aunt and sister – a title I have granted despite it being highly contested – she was loving and allergic to drama. All appreciated her friendly ear and discretion – though it may have just been her poor memory for details. She wasn’t afraid to speak her mind but would pull you in for a hug as she told you to listen up. She was a safe harbour and 2nd mother for so many. Since Melody had been blessed by organ donation she was a proud registered organ donor, her eyes were chosen to give another person sight.
Having her gone is hard. She will be missed, of course, but each memory she created will be cherished.”