Beverly Rose Howard

Beverly (Bev) Howard lived her life with a competitive streak, an adventurous spirit, and a schedule that rarely included sitting still. If there was a game to play, a road to travel, or a new gadget to figure out, Bev was already in motion — usually with a smile, often with a plan, and always with enthusiasm.

Bev loved to compete. She coached softball for years, and at 45 decided she wasn’t done with the game — joining a women’s softball team and proving that age is no match for determination. Around that same time she attempted to learn the piano, a hobby cut short only because she broke her finger while catching pitches for her daughter. Even her injuries had good stories.

She loved nothing more than walking for miles in charity events—striding along with the determination of someone who fully intended to outpace people half her age. And she was never one to turn down a Bunco or Bingo night; if there were dice to roll or numbers to call, she was already in the car.

But bowling… bowling became her true sport of choice. She didn’t just take it up—she attacked it with gusto, showing up 4-5 days a week and rolling strikes well into her late eighties. By age 89, she was still out there, wrist brace on, shoes tied tight, ready to conquer the lanes. The bowling alley was her second home, her personal arena, and she approached every frame with the laser focus of an athlete and the unfiltered joy of someone who simply loved being in the game. She wasn’t just bowling; she was competing, socializing, thriving—and occasionally intimidating anyone foolish enough to underestimate her.

Adventure was her other great passion. Bev crossed the country many times in her beloved motor homes, collecting memories and miles with equal delight. With the Ramona Ramblers, Valley Travelers, and Day Trippers, she proved that no adventure was too big — or too small — to be worth doing. If the wheels were rolling, Bev was happy.

She embraced new things with curiosity and courage. She took computer classes back when computers still felt like science fiction, printed photos on her beloved photo printer, and adopted her iPhone with gusto. She texted with emojis until her final day — and she used them well.

Bev also had a fondness for jewelry and a long-running relationship with QVC and similar channels. Her “collecting” took up a fair amount of space, but the sparkle brought her joy, and she shared that joy generously.

Bev and Bob married in 1952 and spent more than five decades building a life together — working hard, raising their family, and creating memories that lasted. After Bob’s passing in 2008, Bev discovered that love has no age limit. She spent her golden years with Richard, sharing fifteen happy years together and proving once again that the heart always has room for more.

For their 50th anniversary, Bev and Bob took their first cruise. That was all it took. She went on to cruise to Mexico, Alaska, Hawaii, and up and down the East Coast with friends and family, discovering that adventure is even better when someone else handles the cooking and the itinerary.

She worked for 33 years in food services for the Cajon Valley School District, starting in the cafeteria and eventually becoming a supervisor in the central nutrition office. She loved her work, loved her colleagues, and loved her sticky notes — which she used with the precision of a seasoned professional and the enthusiasm of someone who genuinely enjoyed staying organized.

In December 2025, Bev entered home hospice. Thanks to the Mission Hospice team and the devoted care of her family, she was able to leave this life exactly as she wished: at home, peacefully, and in her sleep.

Bev was loved by many and loved them right back. She was generous with her time, her help, her resources, and her heart. She leaves behind a legacy of energy, humor, kindness, and adventure.

She is survived by her daughters Debbie, Lori, and Jeanette; her grandchildren Angie, Andrea, Alvin, Esther, Gabriel, Zebediah, and Sarah; and her great grandchildren Amanda, Gavin, Aidan, Ember, Nora, Arah, Kayla, Zabella, Malakhai, Keanu, and one great-great grandchild Alex.

Bev Howard lived fully, laughed often, and bowled fiercely. She will be remembered with deep love and enduring joy.