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Memories of Dustin

Dustin was teaching me how to ride Robert's motorcycle one day. We went above Valley Hills and he decided to let me drive. As I began to accelerate I popped a 'wheelie'. I guess it was a little too much gas. Dustin loved to ride motorcycles and was always willing to teach me.
Kevin Lythgoe • Heber City, UT • Feb 10, 2008, 9:37 PM
Both girls remember riding in Dustin's truck with him one day. They were traveling from Dustin's house up to Lythgoe's house. As they approached a stop sign that had recently been put in Dustin asked the girls if they liked this particular stop sign. The girls both said 'no', and Dustin said he didn’t either so he just cruised right through it. It was quite a shocker for those two girls!
Ashley and Stacey Lythgoe • Heber City, UT • Feb 17, 2008, 6:29 PM
Memories of Dustin for me are a few things in particular. One, whenever I saw him he had a sparkle in his eye and he always gave me a hug, and when he would ask me how I was doing, it was always with genuine interest. And second, he would always, without fail, tell me he loved me. He was a wonderful cousin and friend.
April Farmer • Taylorsville, UT • Apr 1, 2008, 8:18 PM
I could probably sit here all day and type pages and pages of the memories I have of buddy bud, but I will limit myself to the real funny ones and the real good ones. The first memory I have is probably the funniest thing I ever saw Dustin do, in fact its probably the funniest thing I have ever witnessed. Dustin, Ben, and I were driving home for St. George after spending a few days down there for spring break. We were around Fillmore I think and Dustin had one of his emergency bathroom breaks, we found a gas station, a very busy gas station, and Dustin ran into the bathroom to take care of business. The bathroom had two urinals and one stall where Dustin sat in great relief and wasn’t afraid to let anyone know it! Like we have all heard him do. As me and Ben stood there waiting for our turns at the urinals, an elderly man I’m guessing around 75 years old came in wheeling one of those oxygen tanks on wheels, Ben and I were still waiting for our turn with the old man, since Dustin was in the stall he couldn’t see the old man. Well, every time the old man would take a breath, the oxygen tank would make that clicking sound that they make. After about three breaths from the old man, Dustin’s curiosity got the best of him and in the ol’ Dustin way he said in a loud voice! “What the hell is that”! Me and Ben turned to each other doing everything we could not to laugh, just then the old man took another breath, followed by Dustin asking again to anybody that would answer him, “What the hell is that?!?” At this point, me and Ben were taking our turn so I was as close to Dustin as I could get without being in the stall When the old man took another breath followed once again by Dustin asking, “What the hell is that”, not knowing what to do and everybody in the bathroom trying so hard not to laugh, all I said was, “Dustin!” Without hesitation, and recognizing my voice he said, “Bonner!! What the hell is that”! At this point I could not take it anymore and had to leave the bathroom with Ben right behind me and Dustin still in the stall looking through the cracks of the stall trying to figure out what the hell that sound was! After me and Ben laughed for a good twenty minutes, Dustin came walking out and the first thing he said was “What the hell was that”, after telling him that it was an old mans oxygen tank and it was him breathing, Dustin walked around the whole store and parking lot trying to find his old friend to say sorry. He never meant to hurt the old mans feelings, he just wanted to know, “What the hell is it???”. Another memory that I have about Dustin was talked about at his funeral. When we were up in the Uintahs camping during our scouting years and I had to get my swimming merit badge. Everybody did in the community pool and I had missed that day so Kent Smith told me if I swam across the lake he would sign me off, I thought it was a heck of a deal because it was shorter than what the other guys had to do. After I got all prepped and ready I dove in and wasn’t expecting the water to be as cold as it was and I wasn’t the best swimmer in the world. About halfway across the lake I started to panic and my leg started to cramp up and I started to yell for help, and before Kent Smith or Scott Wright could even think about coming after me Dustin was stripped down and halfway to me. When he got to me instead of hauling me in and being the hero that saved Bonner, he swam right by me and told me to keep going. I finished without any help but Morris was right there next to me the entire way. That’s the kind of friend he was, always made you better at whatever you were doing. He was an example to everyone around him and was a teacher and we all know that’s exactly what he is still doing, and loving it!!!
Ryan Bonner • Heber, UT • Apr 2, 2008, 9:08 PM
Scot remembers always challenging Dustin to a game of hearts. Scot says: “He never could beat me but he always tried!” Scot loved that about Dustin. He was always in for a good card game. Scot also remembers Dustin calling him Skeeter. He never called him Scot. Scot liked that.
Scot Lythgoe • Heber, UT • Apr 2, 2008, 9:09 PM
My last conversation with Dustin was just 2 days before he passed away. He had called for something…I can’t remember. We talked for a few minutes. I asked Dustin how he was doing. Of course, I had no idea of how deep his struggles were. He told me he was doing really well. And as always, he asked how we were doing—always caring about others. We were saying our good-byes and he said: “I love you Jannie”. I expressed the same sentiment. I was always touched that he called me ‘Jannie” and the sound of his voice is still very present in my mind. I miss him.
Jan Lythgoe • Heber, UT • Apr 2, 2008, 9:10 PM
Bobby remembers Dustin coming to our house one Christmas Day. Dustin was interested in what Bobby had received for Christmas. Bobby was showing him his new bow and arrow. Dustin was quite impressed with it but not nearly as impressed as Bobby was when Dustin so easily pulled back on the bow without any trouble. For Bobby to do the same thing required gritted teeth, feet apart, and lots of strength, thus enabling him to pull the bow. Bobby was impressed with Dustin’s strength and his ease at doing most things.
Bobby Lythgoe • Heber, UT • Apr 2, 2008, 9:12 PM
Things I learned from Dustin *Life is short, live every day to the fullest. *Smile, it warms the hearts of those around you. *A hug brings peace and comfort when words can't. *A hug makes someone know they are cared about. *Find the humor in things around you and the things that happen to you. *Don't judge others. *Give people a second chance. *Have fun! *A truck is one of the necessities of life. *So is a 4-wheeler, especially if it is noisy and has a souped up engine. *Take time to get to know people. *Talk to people. *Learn from people. *Beauty is found within a person. *You are as good as your word. *Outdoors under the stars is the best place to sleep. *Fishing and hunting are one of life's greatest pleasures. *Enjoy the simple things. *Laughter soothes the soul. *Love one another!
Barbara Hansen • Heber, UT • Apr 2, 2008, 9:21 PM
I have many memories of Dustin. I laugh when I think of them all… They started long ago when I would go with Aunt Debbie and April to Grandpa Bob's house and play pool. He was always so much fun to be around and could make anybody's day! I remember one night being with Holly Bowthorpe,Dustin and a few of his friends. I was driving and Morris was sitting in the back seat. I had just gotten my new car and was quite proud of it… Dustin kept commenting, “ I really love your car Meg, Its nice, really nice” in that sarcastic funny voice he would often use. It was the end of the night and I had dropped most of the crew off at home. Dustin was sitting in the back and all of a sudden he says, “Meg, I don’t feel so good pull over…” before I could look in back to see if he was serious or just being Morris he had thrown up all over the back seat of my car! ALL OVER! First we laughed then the smell filled the car… we pulled over and all bailed out! He had been complaining all the way up Provo canyon about being car sick but I regretted to listen. I cleaned him off and took him home to Bully (Billy). The next day at school he came up to me and gave me a big Morris hug and said I’m sorry Meg I love ya and handed me a note. I got to class and opened it up it on a tiny scrap of paper it read, “ Dear Meg, I am sorry I puked in your car, I am sorry, Love Morris” I kept it forever we all laughed and would often use the phrase “puked” as a joke. I so wish I still had that note it brought a smile to my face and reminded me of how funny but more so how loving and how much Dustin meant to me. I have so many memories of Dustin that I will always hold dear. I consider Robert, Billy and there family my own family not only through Debbie and Craig but much more. I still have Dustin’s number in my phone and every time I pass by “Morris” I smile. I can’t imagine your family’s loss… His heart was much bigger than his head. He was a person everybody hopes to find and be lucky enough to call a friend. He was needed somewhere else, to serve a purpose we all know only Dustin could serve. He is without a doubt the best example of a Friend. I miss him and want his family to know how much I love them. Grandpa Bob and Grandma Bonnie needed a smile, and they got the best one! With all my love, Meghan Probst
Meghan Probst • Midway Utah • Apr 11, 2008, 9:03 AM
Where to begin?!?! There are so many memories of good ole Dusdee!! One night, Riley Probst, Megan Wall, my sister Sara, Dustin and I decided to go to Park City to see a movie. It was the dumbest movie I'd ever seen...and Dustin must have thought the same thing. He didn't watch any of it and was becoming best friends to the kid sitting next to him! Tryin' to convert him into the LDS church! Dustin was always good at making people feel like they were his best friend within minutes of meeting him! On the way back to Heber that night, Dustin had a great idea to go to the hot pots in Midway. When we got there he wanted me to drive my car clear down to them. There was a steep rocky hill that we would have had to drive down to get to the pots. I said "Dustin we are not driving my car down there! It will tear up the bottom of it!" He said to me " Oh Teesia, pull over I'll drive her down!" So we switched places, as we started to drive down this rocky hill I said "Now Dust! If you ruin my car, your going to pay for all of it to get fixed!!" Without missing a beat, and in his saracastic voice he said " Oh really all of it?! Or 50%?!" Another night, Ryan, Dustin and I were sitting at Dustin's house, bored and trying to think of something to do. We decided to go country dancing! When we made it to the place, Dustin of coarse had a bathroom emergency! We waited and waited for him to come out. When he finally came out of the bathroom, I busted up laughing. His pants were soaking wet! It literally looked like he had not made it to the bathroom and wet his pants! I asked him what had happened and he said the urinal had sprayed all over him! (I hope thats really what happened!) He never did care much about what people thought of him. He took me by the hand and we went right to the middle of the dance floor and started dancing! All eyes were on Dustin and his wet pants!! The things I will remember most about him is his sense of humor! He was always so good at making me feel happy or making me laugh when I was upset. He had a beautiful smile, and a contagious laugh! He was a great friend to all. He wanted everybody to live and love life to its fullest as he did! He has such a great love for the gospel and the atonement! I will always remember the great talks we had and how much he taught me! He's in a better place now, teaching and being a friend to everyone..and loving every second of it! Love~Love MarDee
MarDee Smtih • Wallsburg UT • Apr 18, 2008, 10:22 AM
Where do you begin talking about a guy like Morris? All I can say is that Dustin obviously had some faults, but I'll be damned if I've ever met someone that was more sincere and had more compassion for his fellow man than Dustin Morris. There are a lot of people out there with a lot of good qualities, but what set Dustin apart from the crowd was his ability to connect with people and make them feel good about themselves. I know I'm a better person for knowing him and consider it an honor to have called Dustin one of my best friends. I can't wait to see what kind of mischief he's getting into on the other side.
Dal Nicoll • Heber • Apr 25, 2008, 3:54 PM
When i was little every time Dustin walked into my grandma's house (Leila)he would go right over to all the little kids and throw all of us on the couch. I thought WOW he is strong, i want to be big and strong like him when i grow up!!
Colton Allred • St. George • Apr 26, 2008, 1:36 PM
I have so many great memories of Dustin growing up. One of the things that I will never forget is his ability to uplift others and make a anyone around him feel like he or she was important. Everyone wanted to be near him. He seemed to be able to sense if someone was sad or felt left out. He would always put his arm around you and suddenly, you felt better. I'll never forget our camping trips we took as young teenagers. I never remember laughing so hard in my life. Big wrestling matches in the tents and "initiations" at White Rim Trail, getting stuck up on a cliff in the Wind Rivers, locking up Robert Turner in a tent were some of the classics. Thanks Dustin, for being a great friend. Even when we weren't able to keep in touch over last couple of years as much as I would have liked, your charitable person made me realize that I needed to treat others like you always did. Your memory lives on in each of us. You touched countless lives and your memory will never die.
Ryan Edwards • Provo, UT • May 6, 2008, 4:20 PM
I had not thought of Dustin in quite some time, as I left Wasatch after middle school. Dustin however was one of the few people who stayed in touch with me while I was making the transition to living in Massachusetts. He did have an ulterior motive because I had promised him a pair of skiis that I had left under my deck for him to take. (Though he would not mention them until the end of our phone calls). After all these years he never got those skiis and some ten years later when I was back in Midway this Christmas I realized that the skiis were still under my deck waiting. My prayers are with you all. Dustin will never be forgotten.
Sofia Lingos • Boston, MA • May 8, 2008, 10:39 AM
I will always remember my good friend Dustin Morris. We had a lot of fun when growing up in the Same Ward. It was a good time when ever we went camping together. We were a big family as you can say it. Those days were the best playing Basketball. To the times we played stick ball in the bonner court. It is sad that sucha great person has left this mortal life. I say Dustin speak when he came home what as spirtual man he was. It sad that an addiction took him so soon from this life. I pray that we will all try to be thge very best we can My we all try to life my christ like and be nice to everyone we meet. I will never forget the day I heard Dustin had passed away. The night before he had spoken to my dad and asked how I was doing. It had been a long time since I had heard from morris. When God be with us all. I know that Dustin has went home to the god who gave hime life . I know that christ lives and because of that we all will live again.
Robert Turner • May 11, 2008, 8:03 PM
For the better part of a year now I have been struggling with trying to submit a memory of Dustin. The problem is not coming up with a memory, the problem is the vast majority of my memories involve Dustin. Sorting through and deciding which memories is/was the hard part. Dustin, Ryan Bonner and I grew up together. Not in the general sense, but in the sense that we spent less time apart than we did together. Our three families took turns raising us and as many of you know that was a daunting task. The three of us have cosmic connection that I cannot explain, we are more than the word "friends" can cover. I'm sure I share this feeling with anyone who ever crossed Dustin's path. He had the ability to make you feel like the most important person on earth. He possessed the unequaled quality of being completely genuine. Trying to decide which of my endless memories of Dustin, this incredible friend to all, was proving to be impossible. My solution is this, pay attention any of you who are having the same problem, rather than trying to come up with the perfect memory, I will submit them as they come to me, and hope that there will be some small elements of perfection in them all. And as anyone who reads these memories knows, each of them bring joy and comfort to us. So to start with one of my many random memories. I remember when Ryan, Dustin and I were freshman in high school. After school Dustin talked us into going over to a house where a bunch of cheerleaders were hanging out, most of them juniors. Dustin was always being chased by one girl or another, usually more than one. We get there and Ryan and I put on our coolest act, trying to impress these older girls making sure to say only the right things. And of course Dustin is being Dustin (no surprise there right?)joking around and looking in the cupboards for food. As Ryan and I are talking Dustin becomes occupied with one of the girls younger brother's and sister. Dustin started playing around with them and ended up in a wrestling match, little kids always loved Dustin. They made their way to middle of the room so everyone is watching. As Dustin struggled to get up with one kid bear-hugging his leg's and other one giving him a choke hold he got up to a sitting position and with everyone watching he laughed and let loose the biggest load of snot all over the front of his face. In the mean time the kids are still pulling on him enough that he can't get his hands free to wipe away the snot. So here's Dustin, Ryan and I as freshman, with junior cheerleaders and he's covered in his own snot. I just stared in awe not knowing what to do, along with everyone else in the room. Once he finally freed himself, still not wiping the snot away he looked over at the girls and pulled a classic Dustin. He tilted his head back and pointed to his nostrils and asked "Do I have boogers?" Needless to say everyone couldn't stop laughing forever after that. Since then we have all been pretty good friends and it wasn't too long after that Dustin was dating one girls.
Ben Hansen • Salt Lake City • May 14, 2008, 2:25 PM
"They that love beyond the world cannot be separated by it. Death cannot kill what never dies. Nor spirits ever be divided, that love and live in the same divine principle, the root and record of their friendship" -William Penn
Ben Hansen • Salt Lake City • May 14, 2008, 2:51 PM
What do you say about a person as great as Dustin? It's obvious to see how he touched everyone's lives. What a great example of love and compassion. I miss him so much! My favorite memory of Dustin was after Dallas and I had Will. He was only a couple of weeks old when he came to hang out with us at the Draper's. He immediately scooped Will up in his arms and didn't let go. He didn't even let go after he discovered the messy diaper, in fact he even offered to change it! Dustin wasn't scared of a little poop. (I think it was because of his own previous experiences). Will had completely messed, he ended up having to go home in just his diaper wrapped in a blanket. No guy that I know would have taken care of that mess, but Dustin did it- laughing all the way.
Amylee Nicoll • Heber, UT • May 19, 2008, 8:19 AM
All morning my thoughts have been of Dustin. I miss him very much. I have so many great memories of Dustin. He was so kind and loving to everyone. My very favorite memory was during our junior/senior years of high school; Ryan Bonner and Dustin were nominated for Mr. Preference. Dustin said no, but we convinced Ryan that if he would say yes, that we would all help him come up with a talent. We spent hours practicing our clogging routine with Amber Zane to ensure that we were authentic. Dustin insisted on wearing this skin tight full piece spandex dance costume & matching sequin headband. He was my partner and every time I had to look at him, I would start laughing. Dustin could always make me smile and would go out of his way to say hi or wave whenever he saw me. He was a true friend to everyone and is miss by so many.
Hillary Lange • Salt Lake City, UT • May 19, 2008, 9:00 AM
My sweet little Dustin! Where do I even begin? I have so many wonderful memories of him! My memories with Dustin start about as far back as I can remember. Just the other night I was watching some home videos and there was Dustin and I at my 5th birthday eating hot dogs and playing spin the bottle. He was the cutest little boy! As we grew older we became such good friends. I was always happy to know that Dustin would be at the Sweeney family reunion to be my partner for the egg throwing contest and three legged race! One of the reunion’s I remember Dustin throwing the egg hard and purposely breaking it on my head. It was on. I grabbed an egg and got him back. Speaking of eggs, another fond memory of mine is when Dustin and I were in Las Vegas at Aunt Sheila's house. Dustin and I snuck next door to Grandpa's house and stole some of the Rooster eggs. We put them in a cup with hot water (thinking they would hatch) and then we hid in the bushes so our mom's wouldn't find us! When they did find us we were in so much trouble. We were always getting in trouble together! One time our Grandma Mearl caught us playing when we should have been cleaning and I'll never forget the look on her face when she called us the devil's children. From then into adulthood Dustin and I would refer to each other as the devil's children and laugh! I could go on and on with my memories but I'll share one more and happy memory I have. June 22, 2005 I called Dustin to tell him I just had my baby, and he let me know that he was already headed down the canyon to see us. When he got there the nurse had already closed the doors to visitors and was teaching me how to feed the baby. I remember hearing Dustin's loud voice out in the hall telling someone that he is my cousin and he should be allowed in the room. The next thing I know I see Dustin's little head poking through the door and saying Lindsee, Lindsee tell them I can come in. Laughing so hard I told the nurse he could come in. He always knew how to make me laugh. As everybody knows he had a gift of laughter and it was contagious. I will miss my sweet little cuz, but for now I can't think of a better missionary to be with my dad. I love and miss Dustin, and I can't wait to see and laugh with him again!
Lindsee Cordova • St. George • Oct 26, 2008, 12:21 PM
I came across this page after hearing about it through a friend. I did not hang around with Dustin in high school or middle school but I was on his team in basketball and football growing up and had plenty of interaction with him. I have 2 memories I would like to share. The first one was playing freshman football. We were at practice and Dustin caught a pass and was on a dead run down the sideline, I was on defense and I was running along side him and meant to just push him out of bounds. Well, since we were both on a dead run a little push sent him flying out of bounds and he hit pretty hard when he landed. The hit probably seemed intentional on my part and it caught the attention of a couple players who seemed to try and egg something on between Dustin and I. Dustin just stood up, smiled at me, told me good job and patted me on the helmet. It actually took me by surprise as I expected a reaction of anger since he had landed pretty hard, but he seemed to understand that it was not intentional on my part. The second memory is when my baseball team was playing against his team in the Pony league when we were kids and my team was up to bat. A teammate of mine hit a hard grounder right at Dustin and the ball took a hop and caught him right between the legs and dropped him. He was down a good ten minutes but made a joke of it afterward. I guess what I am trying to say with these two example is although I did not know him on a level where we hung out and were best friends, what I always saw from him was someone that never had his head down and was just an all out good person. I remember seeing his obituary when I was visiting my parents one day with my wife and it shocked me, I had not heard of his passing since I no longer live in Heber. It is sad that he is gone at a young age and my heart goes out to Dustin and his family and friends. I just wanted to say that I too saw a great person in Dustin Morris and may his memory live on.
Robbie Farr • Provo • Oct 27, 2008, 6:45 PM
I came across this page after hearing about it through a friend. I did not hang around with Dustin in high school or middle school but I was on his team in basketball and football growing up and had plenty of interaction with him. I have 2 memories I would like to share. The first one was playing freshman football. We were at practice and Dustin caught a pass and was on a dead run down the sideline, I was on defense and I was running along side him and meant to just push him out of bounds. Well, since we were both on a dead run a little push sent him flying out of bounds and he hit pretty hard when he landed. The hit probably seemed intentional on my part and it caught the attention of a couple players who seemed to try and egg something on between Dustin and I. Dustin just stood up, smiled at me, told me good job and patted me on the helmet. It actually took me by surprise as I expected a reaction of anger since he had landed pretty hard, but he seemed to understand that it was not intentional on my part. The second memory is when my baseball team was playing against his team in the Pony league when we were kids and my team was up to bat. A teammate of mine hit a hard grounder right at Dustin and the ball took a hop and caught him right between the legs and dropped him. He was down a good ten minutes but made a joke of it afterward. I guess what I am trying to say with these two example is although I did not know him on a level where we hung out and were best friends, what I always saw from him was someone that never had his head down and was just an all out good person. I remember seeing his obituary when I was visiting my parents one day with my wife and it shocked me, I had not heard of his passing since I no longer live in Heber. It is sad that he is gone at a young age and my heart goes out to Dustin and his family and friends. I just wanted to say that I too saw a great person in Dustin Morris and may his memory live on.
Robbie Farr • Provo • Oct 27, 2008, 6:45 PM
Dustin sure was a great guy. I have nothing but good to say about him. My condolences to the Morris family. Ben
Ben • Nov 13, 2008, 1:56 PM
I remember one time I was short 10 cents at the vending machine in middle school and Dustin gave me a quarter, which was not a huge deal, but after that every time I saw he he always asked how I was and talked with me a lot, I sensed he was a good guy and he was always friendly. I wish the Morris family all the best.
Ben • Nov 13, 2008, 2:01 PM
Where do I even begin? Good old Morris was someone I deeply admired. His life touched mine profoundly. I was not always the person I tried to show myself as. One particular day I had been having a really hard day just doing some soul searching I was wondering if I even mattered. My life was at a point where peer pressure was doing me in, I was not acting as I should. I was a person with feelings and I felt that nobody cared. Dustin was in the commons area sitting down drinking a soda. I sat down at a nearby table and he came and sat by me and started talking with me, he had noticed I was a bit down. We talked for a few minutes before lunch and I have remembered that conversation for a long time. It got me through some tough times. I remembered the phrase "nobody cares how much you know, until they know how much you care." I heard that phrase 2 years ago and it reminded me of him. To all out there who knew him we all miss him and I am greatful for knowing him. Life is a journey. Live it to the fullest, I will be damned if I don't. Dustin helped me and I will not forget that.
Tony Dillingham • Nov 13, 2008, 2:12 PM
Dustin was one of those guys that lightened up the mood. I remember failing a test one day and I was really down, and then as I was sitting in the commons area he cracked some joke, I cannot remember it but I started to laugh really hard and forgot all about the bombed test. I feel blessed to have come in contact with him. There were times where I really struggled to find myself, as is the case with lots of high school kids but it was a breath of fresh air to have a friend like ol' Dustin. He not only made you laugh but he was just fun to be around. He was a great person to know and I will miss him as will everyone else.
Tony Dillingham • Dec 10, 2008, 2:27 PM
"Warrior" Ky-Mani Marley came up on shuffle...Morris my brotha I miss u man! Thomasville! JB, BH, RT Thank You DRM
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