Glen Moosman

Glen Moosman (81) died May 17, 2019 due to complications from a stroke. He was a beloved son, brother, husband, father, grandpa, and great grandpa. He was born August 28, 1937, to Elmer & Grace Moosman of West Jordan.

Glen married Betty Jean Peterson in the Salt Lake Temple and celebrated their 58th anniversary in April. They had 7 children, Wayne (Ilene) Moosman of Rio Rancho, New Mexico; Ronald (Marie) Moosman of Heber City, Utah; Vickie (Kevin) Anderson of Milford, New Hampshire; Christy (Brad) Middleton of West Jordan, Utah; Linda (Michael) Tomkinson of West Jordan, Utah; Michael Moosman of West Jordan, Utah; and David (Laura) Moosman of Coalville, Utah. He has 26 grandchildren and one more on the way, and 19 great grandchildren with 4 on the way, and many more to come. Glen and Betty also participated in the Indian placement program, hosting 3 students, and additionally hosted a Japanese foreign exchange student.

Glen graduated from Jordan High School in 1955, served a mission in the Eastern States from 1958 to 1960. He was in the Army National Guard as military police. He was also a boxer for University of Utah, and won an Outstanding Intramural Boxer trophy in 1957. He graduated from the University of Utah with a BS in Accounting in 1969, and an MBA in 1973. He was elected to the West Jordan City Council in 1974 and served until 1977. He worked at the University of Utah for 35 years. He also served on a Stake High Council and in a Bishopric. Later in life, he served two part time missions and 2 full time missions with his sweetheart; he also was a Temple worker for the Jordan River Temple.

He loved dancing with his sweetheart and playing chess. He loved family history and compiled letters and information for his great grandfather, Christian Moosmann. He spearheaded the History of West Jordan book. He loved gardening and sharing his harvest with everyone, and he had planted everything already for this year. He loved family gatherings, family reunions and singing happy birthday "Moosman" style. He would talk to anyone about anything, any time. He loved being in the mountains, and helped build a family cabin with his brother and dad in American Fork Canyon. He also loved antique cars and going to old car shows with his 1957 Plymouth Belvedere.

He was preceded in death by his parents, and his brother Fred E. Moosman. The viewing will be Wednesday, May 22, 2019 at the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints at 2901 West 9000 South in West Jordan, from 6:00 p.m. to 8:00 p.m. Additionally, a second viewing will be at the same location on Thursday, May 23, 2019 from 9:30 a.m. to 10:30 a.m., followed by the funeral service at 11:00 a.m. Flowers can be sent to Goff Mortuary at 8090 South State Street, Midvale Utah, 84047; or in lieu of flowers, please make a donation to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints Missionary Fund.

A tribute written by Granddaughter Crystal Middleton



A few days ago one of my worst fears were realized as I held the hand of someone I truly love and care about in the trauma bay at work, I followed him as he was admitted to the ICU, and eventually watched him pass away from this life into the next. My grandpa left this world the same way he came in, kicking and screaming. The boxer in him was not going down without a fight. My grandpa was strong. To say he was strong willed would be to put it mildly. When he felt something was right there was no changing his mind. He taught me the importance of standing up for the things I believe in and doing the right thing no matter what. The resilience our family has inherited from this trait is a priceless strength. He was a strong missionary as he led a life of example and shared the gospel message to anyone-and I literally mean everyone he met. He was a strong conversationalist. He would talk to everyone and anyone about anything-but his favorite subjects were about family history and the history of West Jordan City. He was physically strong, he was a boxer in his youth and as he got older he always stayed very physically active, you could always find him working on some new project. He especially loved working in his garden and dancing with his sweetheart. He was a strong family man. He taught me the importance of family. Family comes first no matter what. He knew that the love and support offered by family is of unmatched value to any of the riches of the world. There were countless times he dropped whatever he was doing to assist my family-whether that was to move furniture, give someone a ride or a priesthood blessing in a time of need. While our family relationships were far from prefect, I've never once doubted his love for me. He had a strong heart and taught me the need to be generous to those around me. I was often taken back by his generosity and thoughtfulness. He would often bring by gifts "just because" to let you know he was thinking of you. I hope that I can live up to his example to always give freely and not hold back. He had a strong sense of adventure and liked to travel and try new things. He always encouraged me to go to new places and continually learn and improve myself. I will be forever grateful for his support and love. On May 17, 2019 our family lost a great pillar of strength but his legacy will live on forever because we have inherited his strength. Thank you grandpa for your love and support throughout my life. I love you, I'll be waiting for my squishy hug and chin pie when I greet you on the other side, until we meet again.