I have been debating in my head if I should or shouldn't write the following post. My heart is full and so I feel like I have to write some things down so that I remember them. My dear friend Roger Coltharp passed away earlier today-suddenly from a heartattack. A friend of mine in Utah called me with the news. I still can't really wrap my mind around the fact that he is gone, it breaks my heart.
Roger was one of my closest friends and a wonderful friend to our family. I first met Roger in January of 2004 when I began teaching biology labs at UVSC. He was such a caring and happy man-a wonderful example to me. He used to take me out to breakfast when I had the dreaded 7am lab-I only say dreaded because for me it was soooo early but for him he was already at work (usually by 6am)ready to start the day-with a smile no less. When I didn't go to breakfast with him he would always bring me back a piece of bacon and share his food with me-even if I really didn't plan on eating. When I was pregnant with Dallin, Roger was probably the first person I told-besides Scott. I didn't know how I would feel those first months so I felt like I should tell him in case I was too ill to teach the lab. He took care of me during those first few months when I was nauseated-teaching me where the big bean bags were in the student center so that I could lie down and rest. He would then come back by and wake me up or at least make sure I was awake for my next lab. Him and his wife Karla were probably the first people to visit us in the hospital (beside family members) when Dallin was born. And Dallin just loves him! He would always get so excited when we were going to Roger's house or if Roger came by the office.
Roger was responsible for getting me the biology lab manager position. I remember him telling me that he had set it up so that they (UVSC) would have to hire me-and it worked out. We switched positions-I worked full time and he picked up the Adjunct load. We spent a lot of time together that first semester-him teaching me how to prep the labs, on his own time, he received no extra money for helping me, he simply did it because it was his nature to be a good friend. It was Roger and Karla's patience and hard work that allowed us to buy a town home in Provo. They also were always so generous to our family and to the "family at UVSC". They would invite us over for bbq meals-not hot dogs and hamburgers, oh no, we are talking steak and chicken and potatoes with bacon in them. When I got pregnant with Evan and once I had him, Roger told me not to worry about his lab, that he would just prep his own lab and get his own material. He made my job easy. He also was one of the first visitors we had when Evan was born. He met both of my boys when they were only days old.
Roger was one of my best friends. I looked up to him and admired his happy attitude and his generosity to others. We would sit for hours and just talk, telling stories and the things that were going on in our lives. He loved our little family so much...for that I will be eternally grateful. I remember that when we were moving from Provo things were so crazy-the move, house selling, house buying, training a new lab manager that I didn't get to really say goodbye to Roger. So the day we were leaving I called him on the phone and all I could tell him was "you and your family have been a blessing in our family's life..." and then I began to cry. I told him I couldn't talk to him anymore (because I was crying) and I handed the phone to Scott. A few days later he called me and we chatted like old times. I will miss my dear friend Roger, he touched my life in so many wonderful ways. My love and thoughts turn to his wonderful family, I pray for them in this time of sorrow. I am so grateful for the gospel and the plan of salvation that tells me that I will see Roger again. Thank you Roger for your friendship and your love-you will be greatly missed.
3 weeks ago