Ears & Noses

Whenever we went ANYWHERE Becky was famous for carrying grocery sacks with her. In these grocery sacks she would generally carry sour skittles, salt and vinegar chips, fruit snacks (her favorite happen to be Scooby snacks), Swedish fish, gum, and a very short supply of varied chocolate miniature bars.
She knew what everyone's favorite snacks were and constantly surprised us with them within her bag of heaven. She was always putting us first. 

These snacks would always end up someone's nose or in their ear. Don't ask. It was just the Becky way of doing things.

Kaitie Brady

The Printer's Daughter

Hi Friends,

My very talented, sweet, and articulate husband wrote this poem to express what has transpired over the last 4 months and to celebrate a beautiful soul we all love and dearly miss. 

Much love, 

Carly & Jason Rignell

The Printer’s Daughter

by Jason Rignell

A printer had five daughters,
His fourth is wed to me;
The youngest girl was winter-born
With eyes of hazel seas.

 
She grew up in godliness, family, and song,
The good printer taught her such things from the start,
And he doted upon her as she upon him,
And he printed his love for her onto her heart.


But years before her maidenhood,
Dread sickness emerged and the printer grew ill;
So he took his last child and he washed her of sin,
And the hands of the parlor clock slowed and were still.


How dark was that winter, the spring held its breath,
The husk of the printer to the cold earth was sown;
From the hearth of their musings the family took warmth,
And the girl took their memories to add to her own.


No stumble to falter set time's passive march;
Unslowing sunrises the tear-streaks did fade,
But the burning sun's gaze leaned an angel's hair breadth
In a covetous watch o'er the blossoming maid:


He Bronzed her skin and brightened her hair;
In her heart was his warmth, in her smile-his beams,
And outward her breath subtle mixed with air
To float through the sky as a warm summer breeze.


Though her memory dimmed, father's lessons burned bright;
The supernal was clasped to new womanhood's breast;
Halls filled with friends, melodies led her steps,
And laughter with family a night-chorus blessed.


Hopeful suitors regaling, to but one she paid heed;
Amid mountains and starlight her favor he won;
"Marriage" was whispered, then "wedding" was spoke,
Spy a ring for the choosing, the summer has come!


The summer has come . . . the summer has come . . . 


Moonlight frosts the window, sullen dark paints the room;
Such a cold melancholy, not a warm summer's breath,
Oh the shattering scene cloaked by night's lying hand-
In wait lurked the nightmare of the young woman's death!


All we still asleep, in God's eyes she woke first
From this dream of mortality's heartbreak and toil;
Did her luminous skirts fan corporeal floors
When she heard joyful welcome celestial and royal?


Did she sit on the steps in a lingering pause?
Did she whisper farewells to her sisters and brother?
Did her locks brush the doorways of grandparents, friends?
Did her train fill the room of her sweet, loving mother?


Did she stop for a moment to stroke the old cat
Sensing spirit familiar in its feline repose?
Did ethereal lips part in tender caress
To light on the brow of the man she had chose?


And he, sorely missed, the good printer and kind,
Was his smiling embrace full of love more the reason
She ascends on a staircase of moonbeams and grace
When summer was lost the first day of the season?


In a forest of queries the redwood of "why"
Stands mute in the corner and glares at the room,
Sharply branching its way to chafe each broken heart,
Taking root in the earth cleared away from her tomb.


Tarnished wedding bells groaning a funeral dirge;
Nuptial hues wrapped as wreaths scorn rejoicing and mirth;
Vainly seeking for her in the garden that morn
The sun, much bereft, scorched in anger the earth.


The tears wrung from our eyes join with tears from our flesh;
'Neath that star's torrid glare, all as pallbearers stand.
The bridesmaids are scattered, now take up the box,
And we strain with the weight of her death in our hands.


Future's promise to heal fails all comfort for now;
Spare no thought for holidays, birthdays, the morrow,
Tonight sit with mother in vigil graveside
And kneel at the altar in a temple of sorrow.


God keep ye, little sister.
In the gray dawn, when sunlight just brightens the hours,
I look for you still in your grandfather's fields,
Beside glassy pools and the blossoming flowers.


And we'll watch for you yet 'til our mortal eyes close,
'Til your smile sparks the wavelets of heavenly lakes;
And the printer's fair daughter will welcome us home
Where Christ raises sleepers and death never wakes.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

Beef Slap

Growing up I had the best wardies in the whole world. Of course, Becky was a huge part of that. Even though she was two years older than me, she always welcomed me into the group. There is one Youth Conference that sticks out clearly in my mind. It was the year we went to The Plaza in downtown Salt Lake. Honestly some of the best days and nights of my life. We laughed the entire time without fail! One of the best parts of those couple days is something so little and silly but Becky and me joked about it basically every time we hung out after it happened. Hahaha okay here it goes… 

We were sitting on the sidewalk eating our sandwiches for lunch and of course Becky would do something crazy with her sandwich… She took out a slice of her roast beef and chucked it at my face!!!! Hahahaha the best part was that the piece of beef made one of the nastiest noises (Becky could reenact the noise perfectly) and totally stuck to my cheek! She was pretty far away so it was crazy that it just stuck there. Haha we had ourselves a pretty good laugh about that one. 

Becky had the best laugh ever! She could make you start laughing at just about anything just because of her contagious laugh! When the beef first stuck to my face I was pretty shocked because it was kind of disgusting all covered in mayo but the second she busted up I couldn't help joining her! 

Claire Hubbard

Random Fun Fact

Becky LOVED to decorate with Crete paper. Whenever she threw any kind of party, we would have to go to the store to buy rolls and rolls of the stuff! We would spend hours decorating. Without fail she would always end up licking at least a couple of pieces of Crete paper! She said she really enjoyed the salty taste.....

Kaitie Brady

$1.08 Lunch

Becky and I used to go to Little Caesars CONSTANTLY for lunch! It was cheap, close by, and could feed a hungry horde of growing kids! Most days we went with the guys and ate off from their scraps. We didn't mind, it turns out these boy's eyes were bigger than their stomachs. We definitely got our fill of pizza, soda, and bread sticks. 

On the days that it was just us, we would literally dig through our change to find 50 cents each. We got a discount on crazy bread because we went to Brighton High School, which meant we payed a dollar for an entire bag of garlicy goodness! We started out splitting the bag... but then 3 sticks to ourselves wasn't enough. We were growing girls, right?? It would be acceptable if we began eating two full bags ourselves, right?? This was always done in private. Of course we didn't want the guys to see us burping and binging. But then again, we didn't really care.

Kaitie Brady

The Motor Home

My favorite times with Becky were motor home rides down to Lake Powell or the summer games. We would always gather in the back room to watch either Peewee Herman, or the old black and white little rascals. Becky has one of the best laughs I have ever heard! We would always wait for the funniest parts of the show and just laugh our dang heads off. Then rewind the same part 2 or 3 times...Just hearing her loud intense laugh made me laugh/cry even harder. Becky had such a good sense of humor and I loved that we always thought the same things were so hilarious. 

Alexa Young

"Spoonin' In The 081"

Becky Smart... "Though She Be But Little, She Is FIERCE!"

Becky Smart was a beautiful, smart, crazy, lovable, funny, kind, compassionate, adorable..Alright, just think of any amazing adjective work and I am sure it would describe her!With that being stated of course living with her was awesome. She loved Johnny Depp, her cat, and playing pranks on us, she also had a great taste in music and movies, she played basketball a lot with Markell & Dani! Becky also attracted the guys I remember being jealous of how she was with guys all the time, it was probably because she would NEVER go anywhere without being completely ready! (Unlike myself I didn't get ready for many classes in college.) I absolutely love her! I only got a semester with her but I learned more from her than I think she ever knew!

A few memories of her, I remember her mom sent a package down for Halloween that had a clown in the box, Becky would hide it around the apartment and hang it from the ceiling, it was beyond creepy! I didn't know this but when she was little she hated clowns and her grandma made the clown, she still hated it so she would hide it for her mom to find and then her mom would hide it once she found it! I thought it was so interesting she was doing the same thing at our apartment. Becky graduated from Snow this year she had hid it once she got home and her mom has yet to find it at her funeral her mom said that Becky will get the last laugh! She had a contagious laugh and a gorgeous smile!

I remember having a late night craving for brownies so Becky, Cassey and me stayed up to make a pan and then eat them all, I remember talking with them about boys at school and the snow ball fight we recently had with some neighboring boys! I remember learning a lot about her that night and thinking to myself about how I was recently getting engaged and praying that my roommates would find someone that made them extremely happy just because Becky always made me so extremely happy!

We would make animal sounds to each other & joke about each others wedding night, I don't know why that came along but it just did. I remember going on drives with all of us roommates for the Late Night Denny Runs, I remember wondering how Becky always was so skinny because that girl could totally pack in a lot of food! I was always jealous of how cool her name was mainly because of her license plate was "B SMART" I mean that is freaking awesome, tells you how easily entertained I was!

Becky was little when her father passed away from Colon cancer, I don't remember her talking much about him; but a few months ago she started asking her siblings and mom about how her dad was and memories of him almost as if she was forgetting about who he was and was trying to remember him. It's safe to say she is now with him! I think that was the most calming thing of the shock of her death was knowing she woke up not only with Heavenly Father but with her dad as well!

Becky had the cutest boyfriend, I never met him but I was looking forward to when I would see she was engaged because they were one of those couples that you love to watch. Cody was with her the night she died, he wrote on his facebook: "I sent an angel to bed with a smile on her face. She woke up in her fathers arms. I'll never be the same and will miss her like crazy. I know you'll always be watching over me just like your dad has done for you. I love you Becky Smart!" Absolutely made me love him, he had some amazing stories of her and how they had decided on wedding colors and were going to look for a ring the weekend she died, instead he picked everything out for her funeral and did it in the colors they picked! 

He shared how one Sunday he wanted to skip church to go rock climbing and was trying to get Becky to go with him and she told him no! She gave him approval to go with a friend, after church they were sitting down and he was telling her about rock climbing and he could tell she was upset & he said why are you mad at me you gave me permission! She responded; "Cody I want to know if you are going to be the type of guy who will put his Priesthood responsibilities aside for your own hobby's and joys, because if you are I will not marry you!" I absolutely loved hearing that, it reminded me of Elaine S. Dalton's talk this past General Conference... "Not only did she know who she was, she knew WHOSE she was!" 

Becky was a Daughter of God and she didn't ever falter on her choices and wasn't going to take anything less than what she knew she deserved! I loved learning more about someone who I loved! 

To end the funeral her cute boyfriend/fiance Cody drove her to the final resting place in the back of his truck! I thought it was so cute and heart warming! I absolutely love everything that he was to Becky! I am sure Becky has told her dad everything about Cody & even though I don't know him I am sure he approves of Cody!

Another little thing about her, the family got approval 6 days after she died to go to the Draper Temple and do her Endowments! I loved knowing she was completely where she needed to be and in the most perfect state, as hard as it was to hear she had passed on, I was so comforted that she was where she needs to be & I can't wait to embrace her tight "Becky hug's"... no one I have ever met gives a hug like she did! I love you Becky, thanks for teaching me so much about life & being the example you were to everyone around you! 

Lucky for me I have a picture to cherish of hugging Becky.. sadly it was the day I moved out of the apartment and one of the last times I saw her but luckily I will never forget her impact on me! :) LOVE YOU BECK!

Maggie Nelson

Belching Becky

When Becky Smart and Kaitie Brady were about 10, I took them to the store with me. We were walking down the aisle in the store, and I looked up to smile at the women walking towards us when behind me where my girls were I hear the BIGGEST belch. I look at my girls, who were laughing uncontrollably, And Kaitie pointed at Becky. I turned to look at the horrified look on the lady's face, thinking I might die and said, "She isn't mine!" What I would give to be able to claim her as mine! Love you Becky!!!

Traci Brady

Grandma Young

Everyday after school at Granite Elementary, Becky and I would walk home together. Except we wouldn't go home. We went straight to Grandma Young's The first thing we would do is raid her yummy treat drawer in the pantry, we grabbed twinkles, skittles, licorice and anything else we could get our hands on! We would then plop on the couch and watch cartoons on cable TV (which was a royalty at the time). I had the best childhood and Becky played a HUGE role in it!!! Love you cuz!

Aarika Young

Powder Puff

In our Senior year of high school, we decided to play powder puff football for the second year in a row! After goofing around and "practicing" the game day came. It was a cold night and everyone was bundled up. Becky and I got the rough end of the stick and each year were put on the defensive side of our team. Whatever, it was probably because we hardly knew anything about football! Maybe it was because we would giggle our butts off when it wasn't appropriate as well... whoops! 

We were Seniors and were determined to beat the Juniors fair and square. One play of the game (Other's might have to help me recall this) the juniors QB threw the ball straight into the crowd of screaming girls. Before I knew what was really going on I could hear the crowd and our coaches yelling in delight. As I turned I remember seeing two things. One: Becky had caught the ball in the confusion of the game. Two: Becky had absolutely NO idea what to do. She finally caught on once girls were trying to tackle her. She got maybe 12 feet tops and was down. She was so proud of herself! We all were too! We won hands down. We didn't even have to cheat.

Kaitie Brady

In My Life I Love You More

Friday is always good because Friday is the day I go to Institute.

Today our speaker was a very sweet lady and the topic she spoke on was charity.

I am constantly thinking about, and missing, my friend Becky Smart. Becky passed away this summer and these past couple months have been the hardest months I have ever lived through. No one would ever know though because I have made a huge attitude adjustment since it happened. I have never been so smiley, or outgoing, or caring. When she passed I quickly realized how short life is and that every moment and person has to be cherished completely because you honestly never know when it will end.

The reason I'm combining the devotional and Becky is because Becky embodied charity more perfectly than any one I have ever met. I don't know where to begin or where to stop when describing all the flawless memories I have of her. Becky embraced the idea of selfless service and acted on it whenever possible.

Here are a couple examples that come to mind right away:

• Picking me up for school every day my sophomore year. This may not seem like a huge deal, but to me it was a blessing. She dealt with me running late practically every day, our slowwwww gate we used to have at the beginning of our driveway, and going out of her way to be at my house on time during snowy cold days.
• She always wrote people notes, just because. I still have a note from her I read as often I can. One Sunday she just decided to give me a long letter and framed picture. She was always so complimentary and made you feel so warm and fuzzy inside.
• Whenever she came home from school on the weekends, she carved out time of her busy schedule just to come and visit or take me out to lunch or buy me hot chocolate.
• During movies, she always offered everyone neck rubs and back massages. And they weren't lazy ones either! She got all the knots out and put all her strength into them.
• She was the most helpful person I have ever invited to go boating. Most of them time when you invite people, they just sit around, get in the way, and don't pay attention to anything happening. Becky on the other hand, never hesitated to ask what she could do to help. She was such a hard worker and always exceeded the expectations you had for the job you gave her.

I miss her more every single day. People say it gets easier with time, but that is so not true for me, and I don't see how it could be true for anyone. Its so hard to not be able to text her whenever, snap chat her any time, and its especially hard when I am back home and I don't see her at church and she isn't over visiting with my family. 

Most of the time its easy to just smile it off when I feel myself choking up, but today in the devotional or last sunday in class when I can't crack a joke to distract myself are when I really start thinking about how much I miss my friend. 

Even though it hurts more than I can describe, I still feel so much gratitude. Knowing I will see her again takes away some of the pain. Knowing she is happy and finally reunited with her Dad takes away  some more of the pain.

All I am saying is love everyone. And don't do it half heartedly. Give it all and don't expect it to be returned. Love selflessly, just like Becky did.

Appreciate the smallest details of life. I will never forget the last night Becky, Beth and I were together. We had the time of our lives being our goofy selves. The next morning, Becky posted a novel on Facebook with all the memories we had just created. Most people would overlook small details like "jumping on sleepy heads" but that is an example of how Becky appreciated every second we spent together.

I have taken so much from her. I never realized until she was gone how often I think of her. There are so many things that remind me of her. I want to be able to love the way Becky loved everyone. 

Ok so I realize this is kind of a heavy post but hey! Not everything is going to be peaches and daisies. This is real and this is what I was thinking about today during Institute.

If you take away anything from this entry, remember to serve your family, your friends, your roommates, the random guy on the street, the girl you sit next to in the library, your teacher, ANYONE AND EVERYONE. Because when you serve selflessly, you will learn to love that person more than you ever thought you could.

Claire Hubbard

(http://claireeedelune.blogspot.com/)

Knowing How To Live

So AMAZING! Stuffing our faces at dinner and being psychos a.k.a. being ourselves, attempting to get on a fake horse while people are staring, reminiscing about the good ol' days, jumping on sleepy-heads, watching an intense movie with noooo happy ending, making a one o'clock 7-11 run for hot cocoa and goodies, doing a little jig/acting like a drunk causing to spill that cocoa all over, Zoolander it up, giggle in bed til our tummies are not too happy, sleeping in, girl talk, having delicious crepes for breakfast and then sadly we say our goodbyes. Yeah I'll say that we know how to live!  — with Beth Hansen and 2 others.

This is the post she made about our last sleepover. Going through the history of our friendship on Facebook I notice how often she wrote me a message on my wall just to remind me of a funny time, tell me she missed and loved me, and and of course she always made me feel special when she said I was beautiful. It is always nice to hear that from your grandpa or mom (haha) but Becky was just so genuine and sincere. Man I love her.

The last picture we got together. All smiles (:

 Always laughing. We had the best times. No, we didn't hang out every weekend. No, we didn't have the same friend group. But when we got together we were a group made in heaven. Seriously you would think we would be inseparable when we got together. We all shared the same sense of humor and understood each other %100. I miss these moments a lot. Becky, I hope you are laughing at my awkward moments in heaven ;)

A silly pic of us going down to Lake Powell. This year and the year after that were the best two trips to Powell I have ever had. (and I have always had the best times there so that is saying a lot ;))

This is the picture she framed for all of us. Right now it is on its own shelf in my dorm room reminding me of the best ward crew EVER.

(Becky was always the picture taker, preserving every silly moment we had)

I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU

Claire Hubbard

(http://claireeedelune.blogspot.com/)