Norma Figgat

Norma Roylance Figgat, born August 22, 1936, in Springville, Utah, strutted into eternity on June 24, 2025, from Millcreek, Utah. Barely four foot, eleven inches tall (on a good hair day), Norma proved that dynamite truly comes in small packages—and sometimes with a side of yelling at the TV during BYU games.

Norma was the beloved daughter of Hugh Roylance and Reva Olsen and grew up with her siblings Grant and Helen, always cherishing memories of her sister who passed away young. But if you asked Norma, her true life highlight was the day she spotted Robert “Bob” Figgat on a beach in San Diego—a Utah boy in uniform who never knew what hit him. One Hotel Utah rooftop proposal later, they married in the Salt Lake City LDS Temple in 1956 and kicked off a lifetime of adventures.

Together, Norma and Bob raised three boys—David, John, and Paul—in Millcreek, Utah, where they taught them how to work hard, stay faithful, and accept that Mom was always right (because she was). Norma worked at Zions Bank for many years and somehow managed to run both her office and her household with military precision, earning her the nickname The Little General.

Norma was a woman of strong opinions and stronger preferences. Her love language consisted of lightly salted Lays potato chips, Flips chocolate-covered pretzels, cinnamon toast, and a BYU game blaring on TV. And heaven forbid you tried to talk to her while the Cougars were playing—her vocabulary expanded considerably during those games.

Though Norma could be a little grumpy, especially if you were moving too slow for her liking, dementia eventually softened her edges. Somehow, even as her memory faded, she retained her remarkable talent for getting everyone to do exactly what she wanted.

She endured heartbreak with resilience, including the loss of her sweetheart Bob in 1990 and later her sons John and Paul. Her faith as a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints anchored her through life’s storms and brought her comfort.

Norma leaves behind her son David, eleven grandchildren, and eighteen great-grandchildren who will never forget her foot rubs, famous orange rolls, bossy charm, and the decibel levels of which she was capable.

We’re confident the welcome party in heaven was one for the ages—complete with hugs from Bob, John, Paul, Helen, and her dear dad Hugh alongside her mother, who probably handed her a clipboard the moment she arrived. One thing’s certain: Heaven just got a lot more efficient (according to at least one person)…and a little louder.

The family would like to express heartfelt thanks to the wonderful staff at Beehive Home for their dedicated care and kindness to Norma over the past decade.

As Norma reminded us frequently over the last several years, we ask all to honor her through your life through her favorite saying: “Do your best and forget the rest.”

Norma, we’ll miss you like crazy—but we know you’re running the show up there already. Keep the cinnamon toast warm for us.

We will honor Norma’s memory and legacy on Friday, July 18, 2025 at 10 am at the Wasatch Lawn Mortuary, 3401 S Highland Drive, Millcreek, Utah, 84106.