Etha Louise Logan

May 10, 1927January 11, 2021
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Etha Louise Logan was born on May 10, 1927 in Whitewright Texas at home with an attending doctor and other family members. She passed away peacefully at age 93, January 11, 2021 in Greenwood Village Colorado. Etha attended Whitewright High School in Texas and graduated as class president at 17 years of age. She loved athletics and played basketball and was also a cheerleader. Etha attended Methodist Church and also sang in a quartet at church with her father, grandfather, and sister Lottie. She moved to Denver in 1950 and worked for Bell Telephone Company as a supervisor. Her older sister Lottie and her husband Woody lived in Denver as well. She met the love of her life, Maurice B. Logan and they married on November 17, 1951 in Denver Colorado. Etha had a son, David Logan and had a granddaughter Cassidy Logan . Etha was a monthly contributor to St Jude's Hospital and was a devote mother, grandmother, and friend to many. Etha is survived by her sister Joyce Weaver, brother-in-law Cliff Weaver of Dennison, TX, son David Logan, daughter-in-law Tonya Logan Greenwood Village CO, granddaughter Cassidy Logan and a number of other relatives and friends. She was preceded in death by her husband Maurice B Logan. ~~~~~~~~~~Always in Our Hearts~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There will be a private service for immediate family at: Olinger Crown Hill Mortuary and Cemetery, 7777 West 29th Ave, Wheat Ridge, CO 80033 Saturday, January 16, 2021 at 1:30pm in the Pavilion of Reflection

Mrs. Logan's services will be livestreamed. Please see link below.


  • James Walker
  • Bob Stozek
  • Jeff Braun
  • Troy Thornton
  • Sam Karouni
  • Doug Marino



  • Celebration of Life

    Saturday, January 16, 2021



  • Committal Service


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Jill Marino

January 17, 2021

Through Little League with Doug and Dave or going to the Logan home decorated for Christmas many years ago, it was our privilege to know Etha. The friendship that Joyce and Etha shared hold wonderful memories for us. We always enjoyed being a part of that friendship!
Favorite Memory: Maury & Etha parking their car on Sheridan Blvd. (in a blizzard) and walking to join us at the Marino house for an Italian feast on Christmas Eve, December 1982.

Douglas Shaheen

January 16, 2021

Strongsville Ohio.

My wife and I have known Dave when he was with the Cleveland Browns for many years. He was especially special to our daughter, Stephanie. He flew into visit her in the hospital and she was so excited to see him. He also attended her funeral services that meant so much to us. We knew than his qualities were a result of Mr/Mrs Logan. He is a good man and loved his parents very much.

I remember attending Dave's High school games. His Mom was always in the stands cheering him and his team on. I enjoyed talking to her especially on her birthday because our birthdays were a week apart. Also enjoyed spending time with Mrs Logan when i was in Denver. Such a classy lady.

She will be greatly missed. Out thoughts and prayers are with the Logan Family.

Douglas & Karen Shaheen

Cindi Vais

January 15, 2021

I have so many great memories in my life of both Mr. and Mrs. Logan. I always felt welcome in their home, especially at the holidays when every room had a Christmas decoration! You took time to share a bench at football games, kept my spirits up during the dark days and always supported family on a day to day basis.

You were an amazing wife, mother and grandmother who will hold a spot in so many people's hearts forever. Thank you for being my friend!

Mark Akins

January 14, 2021

Dave was born to incredible parents.Mr. Logan was taken from us much to soon, but the foundational strength of the family lived on through its matriarch,Mrs. Logan. Thinking back on early gridiron days on the crisp fall fields of Morse Park I can still hear our most avid fan,Mrs. Logan hollering in her slight Texas twang accompanied by the ever present staccato of her cowbell rooting us to victory. She was a crepe paper master bedecking the parents’ cars in flowing black and orange.
I could predict the consistency of nights spent at the Logan’s.Shoes off at the front door, coats removed - and then a big hug from Mrs. Logan. There was comfort in her expectations. Manners,respect,and boundaries paired with caring and love. She was a great cook! My favorites were simple offerings that still stimulate my salivary glands with remembered tastes and smells. I loved her Spanish Rice, my introduction to SPICE! I can still smell the warm aroma of her chocolate chip cookies which would reach us long before she placed a carefully arranged plate between us. Simply the best! I can hear and smell the popcorn popping which she would set for each of us accompanied by a glass of orange juice. Rice, cookies, popcorn - comfort food from home.
“Home” because Mrs. Logan was my 2nd Mom. I felt her love as a kid, knew it as a teenager, appreciated it as an adult. As a kid she loved on me, as a high schooler she encouraged, as an adult she advised. She was one of the wisest persons I have ever had the privilege to know. A trait underscoring Dave’s lasting relationships is one that was modeled by his Mom, Loyalty. Mrs. Logan remained my Mom’s life-long friend. That wasn’t always easy. Her strength and consistency were always dependable, which is why so many loved and cherished her. I was blessed simply by the good fortune that our mothers met at our church’s nursery. Mrs. Logan’s legacy is cemented and her influence is assured to flow like the ripples in a pond, ever increasing.

Joyce Weaver

January 13, 2021

My first memory of my sister Etha is crystal clear. We lived in a two story home with a wrap-around porch. Our home was on a slight incline with a large front yard and a little white rock creek that was a constant joy for my two sisters, toddler brother and me.

I was 6 years old, Etha was 12, older sister 14 and our brother was 4.

My sisters and I shared a bedroom, with Etha and I being bed buddies.

It was Christmas Eve and we were so excited because Santa was always especially good to Jack Brown’s children.

We had ignored several commands from our parents to stop talking and go to sleep or else “Santa wouldn’t stop at our home if we children were awake.”

Suddenly, we heard the distinct ringing of sleigh bells coming from the wrap-around porch.Etha and I vaulted into the bed with Etha whispering to me, “Joyce, shut your eyes tight” while she pulled the bed sheet up over my head.

This would be the role she would play the rest of my life, taking great care of her little sister.

At every significant milestone in my life, Etha has been present and usually adding touches that made the occasion memorial for me.

As a teenager, Etha decided it was time for me to learn an essential social skill—dancing. Our mother allowed the living room rug to be rolled to one side while big band music was so loud, it could be heard across the street. I’m sure the scuffs that we left on the hardwood floor are still there. We both concluded, years later, that our arthritic knees were a direct result of many hours and many miles on dance floors-which we agreed was well worth it.

When I graduated from high school, it was Etha who made my graduation special by giving me my first strand of pearls.
Forever your sister Joyce


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