Lauren Bush Gunnell
Passed away on March 15, 2020
Of all the Septembers that have ever Septembered, the most fabulous by far was in '78. Fat Bottomed Girls had charted in Norway, Begin and Sadat broke bread at Camp David, and Lauren LaPriel Bush set the standard for fashionable newborns.
Like the greats before her (Dickens, Steinbeck, Mercury), Lauren could turn a phrase; and though the wisdom she was wont to drop often carried a parent advisory, she never used her powers for evil. Lauren wielded hyperbole like a sword in the pursuit of the extraordinary; cleaving asunder the mundane to reveal the humor, magic and beauty in the people around her. Lauren loved beauty, and she was beautiful, and she made everything and everyone around her beautiful too.
Above all, Lauren was full of grace. When that vile cancer brought all hell to bear on her narrow shoulders, this sweet, graceful, fiery Valkyrie planted her feet, spread her arms, and embraced her fate. She turned agony into empathy and showed all of us how a genuine superhero acts.
Lauren LaPriel Gunnell blew this popsicle stand on March 15th while in her home, surrounded by her loving family performing the world's worst rendition of 'Dear Hearts and Gentle People'. And though she is doubtless enjoying riveting conversation with FDR and FM, her work as a mother and friend is far from over. We feel her presence and still take comfort in her loving care.
Lauren wished her ashes to be spread over the rocks at Laguna Beach by her husband Trevor, her son Greydon, and her daughters Rowan and Malone. She also wanted Queen played at her funeral. We will accommodate both when it is logistically possible. Funeral arrangements will be published on her Facebook page.
We love you, Nerny.
- Trevor Gunnell, Spouse
Lauren Bush Gunnell
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May 13, 2020
I met Laurel, who was with Megan, at the chemo place ( I don’t know what you call it-the chemo giving place? Plugging into chemo place?). My husband was getting his last chemo treatment and Lauren, despite her own dire circumstances, was thrilled that he would get to ring the bell as a celebration of his last treatment. I visited with Lauren and Megan for a couple of hours and, though it’s an infinitesimal time in my 60 years, I will never, ever forget it. What an incredible person! Her graciousness knew no bounds and I was dumbstruck (my husband would say that happens a lot). I will never forget her awe inspiring positivity and, as I said, her utter grace. I prayed for her a lot after that day. When leaving the “chemo place” she gave me Megan’s FB name and I kept putting off looking it up until yesterday. I think with all of this Covid stuff happening I was attempting to protect myself. I then understood the “Agnes Nutter” that Lauren put under Megan’s name.😁 I have a strong belief in the condition of our spirits in the hereafter and I believe she has regained her obvious boundless energy. She is an exemplary woman and I will look her up when I go over yonder bluffy, which I’m not anticipating right away, but I will remember Lauren the rest of my life and also Megan who is spunky and beautiful! God bless you and your family.
March 22, 2020
Love you Narnie!
I'm sure you are having great conversations, dancing like no one is watching and singing with Duke, Lappy and Freddy Mercury.
Always sending love and prayers to those of us she left behind.
March 22, 2020
To the family of Lauren Gunnell: You don't know me. I live in Kansas. You know my daughter, Kylie Toone. My husband and I were at Kylie and Lee's house several times when Lauren came over, usually with goodies in hand. One time she was in distress because their house air conditioning had quit. She didn't know Kylie's dad was a licensed refrigeration technician. A little bit later that afternoon, it was humming along after he did some fixing, and was she happy they did not have to spend the money to buy a central a/c system. She was a fun, spunky little lady. My heart saddened when I heard she had the C word. And now she is gone. I am truly sorry. You have my sympathy and prayers, Neita Colin