

August 9, 1955 – June 10, 2026
Bryan Thomas White passed away peacefully on June 10, 2026, at the age of 70, leaving behind a legacy of service, faith, and love for his family. He was preceded in death by his parents and two siblings.
Bryan shared 53 wonderful years of marriage with his beloved wife, JoAnn Montgomery White. Together they built a life centered on faith, family, and service. He was a devoted husband, loving father of five, and a proud grandfather.
After high school, he attended the Utah Technical College at Salt Lake. He became a General Contractor, a Master Plumber, and earned certifications in Welding, HVAC, Machining, and Backflow.
He was known for his remarkable ability to fix almost anything. Whether it was a water heater, plumbing problem, air conditioner, or piece of machinery, Bryan could find a solution. His talents seemed limitless, and neighbors, friends, and family often relied on his expertise.
Bryan spent many years working alongside his father before establishing his own business. Through his dedication, strong work ethic, and genuine care for others, he built a successful company of his own and earned the respect and admiration of all who knew him. Even after long days at work, it was common to find Bryan helping a neighbor with a repair or volunteering his time to assist someone in need.
Faith and service were cornerstones of Bryan's life. He generously volunteered in his church and community throughout the years. Together with his wife, he served a mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Missouri, where they strengthened friendships and touched the lives of many through their service. Even after completing his daily responsibilities, Bryan often volunteered at a local sawmill, helping to maintain and repair equipment.
His family was the center of his life, and he worked tirelessly to provide opportunities to pursue their interests and activities. He taught by example, instilling in them the values of hard work, integrity, service, and kindness.
Bryan had a deep passion for the outdoors and enjoyed hunting, duck hunting, fishing, golfing, horses, and watching his horses race- even when they didn't win. He had a respect for nature and a deep sanctity and respect for life that he would talk about with those close to him. Often times when least expected – at the gun range, on a hunting trip, or at the duck club. He passed his passions onto his children and grandchildren. Pheasant, duck, deer, elk, bear, moose, he loved sharing his passion for hunting. He had a lifetime of stories of his outdoor escapades, many involving his grandkids who love retelling them to this day.
He loved spending time with his grandkids teaching them the hobbies he loved and made sure to outfit them with the best. He was a huge advocate of the Boy Scout program and helped any interested grandson or neighbor purse their Eagle. He was always right there to help coach any team they played on. When it came to helping his grandkids his time and patience was unlimited. He didn't show fear when he took a new driver out on the freeway. He’d take them to the junkyard and let them pick out parts to build robots. He never cared that it took a box of shells to hit one duck, or if you went through 100 golf balls just to hit one straight – he wanted them to have fun. But we all knew he’d never let you live it down.
If you were lucky enough to accompany him for the day, you never knew what he had planned. You might have been feeding his horses, stopping at the duck club, or stopping in at a job site. You can bet it would be a full day but included a stop at the candy and beef jerky section at Smith and Edward's, Scheels, Cabela’s or Sportsman’s Warehouse.
His generosity didn’t stop with the grandkids. He would anonymously pay off the local elementary school’s lunch debts. If he knew your team lacked equipment, he was there to provide golf shoes, balls, anything that was needed. He had the local Jr High sound equipment repaired when he found out it wasn’t working right before an upcoming school play.
He had a quick wit and fun sense of humor. He made the kind of jokes that if you didn’t get right away, you’d find yourself laughing later.
He loved working on old cars. He could rebuild almost anything from the ground up. He built his own jet boat and loved taking the grandkids out on the lake, where they all fought for their turn to be thrown off the big banana.
He had an uncanny ability to help both his kids and grandkids with the hardest math homework.
He loved art and was a talented artist. He could draw and paint with ease, and he loved to doodle. He also loved music and acquired an assortment of musical instruments even though his family never heard him play any of them.
He was colorblind but never let it stop him. He could spot any animal on the mountainside hundreds of yards away, not understanding how we couldn’t see it as plainly as he could. You don’t know the level of panic until you’ve tried to help him with a repair that involved colored wires or parts.
He talked and walked in his sleep. It wasn’t just his wife that experienced this, but all of his hunting buddies and grandkids that shared a tent, cabin, or hotel with him.
Bryan's life was defined by selfless service, unwavering dedication, and a willingness to help others. He worked hard, loved deeply, and gave generously his time and talents. He taught all of his children the importance of hard work and service to our community. While he will be deeply missed by his family, friends, and all who had the privilege of knowing him, the lessons he taught and the example he set will continue to live on for generations.
Bryan is survived by his loving wife, five children, grandchildren, extended family members, and many friends whose lives were enriched by his kindness, humor, wisdom, and generosity.
"Well done, thou good and faithful servant." Matthew 25:23
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