In Memory

Joe Slattery

Joseph Ray Slattery, age 44, died at his home on December 3, 1993 in Agoura
Hills, California from cancer.

Born July 14, 1949 in Blackfoot, Idaho to Leyburn and Florence Slattery. Joe was a graduate of Skyline High School in Salt Lake City and received a BS degree in accounting from the University of Utah. He worked as a CPA in Southern California for 17 years. Joe thoroughly enjoyed sports and participating in golf, skiing, soaring and played in church and community softball and basketball.

On May 28, 1983 he married Lynette Ward in Salt Lake City, Utah. They resided with their two children in
Agoura Hills, Calif. He was an active member of the LDS Church; he served in various auxillaries.  He is survived by his wife, Lynette; one son, Shay Thomsen; and one daughter, Robyn Thomsen; his mother, Florence Slattery of Salt Lake City; and brother, Barry L. Slattery of Burbank, California. 

Funeral services will be held Tuesday, December 7, 1993 at 11 a.m. in the Oak Park LDS Ward Chapel, 6100 Doubletree, Agoura Hills, Calif. A viewing will be held one hour prior to services. Graveside services will be Thursday at 10 a.m. at the Walker Mortuary, 187 South Main, Spanish Fork, Utah. Interment in the Spanish Fork City Cemetery.

In lieu of flowers, Joe requested that donations be made to SPECIAL OLYMPICS: Tri-Valley Special Olympics, 1431 N. Burena Vista, Burbank, CA (818) 842-0808.

Copyright 2013, Deseret News Publishing Company

Published: Monday, Dec. 6 1993 12:00 a.m. MST

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08/02/12 04:44 PM #1    

Mike Warnock

When I remember Joe it is on the track.  Joe was a strong, competitive poll vaulter and even dabbled in some of the sprints.  Always quick with a smile or some comment. 

Coach Hathaway asked me to run the open 440 just before the start of the race.  I was a sophmore and had never run the 440 before, more than a little nervous.  So I asked Joe, "How do you run the 440 yds???" Joe said to start strong for the first 50, stride the back stretch and then push it down the final 100 yrds.  To me that sounded simple enough.  Joe was there at the 200 yd mark.  When I saw him I thought it was great that he would cheer me on but then as I got closer to him, he seemed distraught.  Running up to me he screamed, "What are you doing!!!!  RUN, RUN!!" When you tell a miler to "stride" the back stretch it means something enterly different.  It all turned out well but when Hathaway wanted to know what I was doing out there, I just told him I just did what Joe had told me to do.  Joe was no where to be found when Hathaway went looking for him.


11/29/16 06:48 PM #2    

Wendy Craig (Bertagnole)

Joe and I attended Junior High together. At a school dance, he was polite and asked if he could dance cheek to ckeek with me.  He was my first memory of dancing with a certain boy. 


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