Three years... Missed and loved. 🫂💔❤️💔🫂
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I've been thinking about Dayla for the past several days and wishing she was still here with us. I keep "her" stone in my pocket all the time. Still loved; never forgotten. ♥️💔♥️
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I miss conversations with Dayla and her unique zest for life. She remains irreplaceable. 💔❤️💔
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At Dayla's memorial, we were offered a selection of beautiful remembrances, including rocks she had collected. The rock I chose is in my pocket always. I think of Dayla in the morning when I "fill" my pockets and again at night when I empty them. The rock went with us on a recent trip to Australia, along with two handkerchiefs gifted by my Lynda's deceased sister-in-law. The rock is a special reminder of our friendship and of how much Dayla is missed and loved.
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I always think of Dayla on her birthday and so often with all the memories from junior high, high school, college and throughout our lives. Now I’m missing our phone calls and always will! Love you, Dayla!❤️
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June 4, 2024: I was just thinking about today being Dayla's 78th ( heavenly ) birthday, and when I opened my emails this notice was the first thing I saw. What I want to share with the group is this memory of Dayla's thoughtfulness: A year or two before she passed on, I received a surprise gift from her in the mail, a package that contained 2 beautifully crafted cups with the picture of a horse's head on the front of the cup. The picture looked almost exactly like my horse Missy, who had gone to that Great Green Pasture in the sky in 2021. Dayla had seen my horse in past years, and had chosen this as a keepsake, knowing that we both shared such affection for our animal companions. I treasure these cups and use one every morning, and think of my two friends, human and horse, that have travelled on.
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Dayla was a very interesting lady!! I got to know her through my sister Nancy Jarrell and our many Jim Malcolm concerts and the parties after at her house. She got us hooked in the outlander books❤️. She had a very sweet smile but she could let loose with some barbs at times😊
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I do remember hosting a Surprise Bday gathering for Dayla many moons ago. Several of her colleagues attended, along with other friends. Dain was maybe 3 yrs old. It was a beautiful day out in the country; churning ice-cream, laughing, lil one’s running about . She was so happy, and said she never had a Surprise Bday party befor. Dayla was always so thoughtful and generous to our family ; remembering our Bdays with lovely gifts, and yummy cakes. Blessings my friend.💖🪷👭🌈
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I want to share a lovely tribute to Dayla that occurred in March, at the Jim Malcolm concert in the Portland area. Jim, his wife Susie and their daughter Beth were on their yearly West Coast tour, which used to include a stop in Forest Grove when Jim was doing his solo tour. Dayla hosted Jim and set up everything for his concert there, and then a number of us celebrated him with a ceilidh ( party) of sorts at Dayla's home. Jim and Susie had planned to do something in Dayla's memory during their most recent tour. As the concert was drawing to a close, Jim spoke at length of their friendship and the help and support he had received from Dayla. Then Jim and Susie sang the old Robert Burns song Auld Lang Syne for her. It was so fitting: the melody of the older tune is different than the more familiar and more recent variation, but the words are the same. The last line is this: "And here's a hand, my trusty friend, and give a hand of thine, we'll take a cup of kindness yet for auld lang syne". I could imagine Dayla's spirit hovering close as the audience joined in the song of remembrance for those kind, beloved ones who are no longer among us.
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Dain, thanks so much for telling me about your mother's death back in September. You have my deepest sympathy. Dayla and I worked together at Baptist Hospital in the Newborn Nursery back in 1969. She was a brilliant nurse and a wonderful friend back in those days. There are so many wonderful things I can remember about Dayla--- having suppers over at her apartment on 16th Avenue North in Nashville, TN; her beautiful long hair, her love of nursing and all the newborn babies, her move to Murfreesboro, TN, her marriage to your dad and the day you were born. She was a beautiful bride and made the best Mom. As some people journey through life they leave footprints of kindness, love, courage, compassion, humor and inspiration, joy and faith. Even though her journey has ended, I can still look back and clearly see the trail she left behind-- a trail that invites me to follow her footprints. She and I kept in touch yearly at Christmas time. We shared nursing stories, what books to read, and news about you and your dad were among some of our memories. I am so happy our paths crossed and even happier we became good friends. You have got a beautiful tribute to your mom, Dain. As I go through pictures this winter, I will look for pictures of her. I will post them when I find them. Dayla always told me a good life is when you assume nothing, do more, need less, smile often, dream big, laugh a lot and realize how blessed you are. Dayla sure did leave this world a little warmer, a little richer, and a little kinder. I will miss her terribly.
Ann Carter Swaney
Tell City, Indiana/ Nashville, TN
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2022, Natural History Museum of Utah, Wakara Way, Salt Lake City, UT, USA
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I met Dayla in 9th grade at South Junior High, and we have been friends ever since. We shared an apartment in Boulder, CO, and I remember the day Paul Smoland came to the door. My dad married Dayla and Paul; I remember when Dain was born. Through the decades we never lost touch. Dayla was a fascinating person: she knew so much about so many things. At the end of any conversation I had a list of things to read or learn more about. Other than my relatives, Dayla's friendship has been a constant in my life. She is irreplaceable. And I hope she is at peace.
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Dayla was so unique. She was there for the birth of our first two children. She was the most calm and focused person.. perfect for those moments when things could possibly quickly be out of control. I loved her. We had fun with our little ones in Forest Grove..almost a fantasy world when I look back. The only indication that she was getting anxious in a birth situation was that she began to speak very quickly yet with cautious, measured words. That was a beautiful time. I am grateful I was able to know a woman with so much grace.
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- Dain, I'm so sorry to hear about your mom! Words cannot express the pain. Lee and I are so sorry for your loss.
I have fond memories of being invited to join a baby club with your mom and you, Patty and Brenna, and Cynda and Kelby. That's when I first met Dayla. All of us were first time moms. It was such a happy time. We got together to have some "adult" time. Your mom was very sweet and kind. It was such a privilege to know her.
Yes, she did love the coast. After the baby club wasn't meeting so often Dayla called me up and asked if I wanted to go to the beach for the day. I remember it was a lovely fall drive and you and Ian were in your car seats happy to be on an outing. So were Dayla and I. We had a lovely picnic at a park. We didn't make it onto the beach but we saw it from a distance. It lifted all of our spirits.
- And a last memory of your mom is that she was working the morning Erik was born. Buckey was my midwife, but she wasn't at the hospital yet or maybe she was just in the background and Dayla asked if she could "catch" the baby. She did! So I feel I have a very close connection to Dayla through my children.
- All our love, Nancy and Lee O'Banion
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So sorry for your loss. I worked with Dayla for many years at FG hospital and I always knew she cared deeply for her patients so all was well when she was there.
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This is the time of the year I learned some baking from Dayla recipes:
Between cookies for Dain and delicatta squash rings I fell in 💕 with the second one the easiest and delicious 😋
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Dayla was a trusted friend for many years. We first met when our children attended first grade together in a small private school, and a few years later, my daughter and I moved into a house down the street from her family in Forest Grove, so I got to know Dayla better. Our relationship developed with our mutual interests and experiences: as mothers of young children, and later as nurses working for the same organization ( although we had different specialties), and as film lovers who enjoyed watching movies together, and as music appreciators. I felt that I could go to Dayla with problems and concerns, and she would listen and hear me with understanding. She helped me resolve things by offering her knowledge and perspective. I will always remember her as a kind, considerate, generous friend, with a wide ranging assortment of interests, and a keen mind. Although we were separated by some distance after her move to SLC, we had kept in touch until her death, and I will miss her a great deal. Her friendship has been very important to me.
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I met Dayla when she brought Dane to the first day of First Grade at The Forest School in Forest Grove. As a fairly new teacher, I was extremely grateful when Dayla stepped right in to help from the very first. She was exceptionally creative, and a tireless volunteer and helper with keen insights into children.
The close relationship she had with her son, Dane, was especially heartwarming.
In later years, I reconnected with Dayla through Irish and Scottish music, and she sometimes would stop in at my house in Portland and play a family fiddle. She had many stories of sessions during the old times at The East Avenue Tavern—where such greats as Johnny Cunningham, Micheal O’Domhnaill, Randal Bays, and Mike Beglan (among many more) played.
She also introduced us to Jim Malcolm and produced his shows at BJ’s Coffee in Forest Grove for many years, bringing Jim many more fans along the west coast. She was passionate about so many things.
Dayla was kind, quirky, and stunningly brilliant. She will be missed.
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Dayla has been such a great friend throughout my life. We met in 7th grade and continued our friendship through the decades. So many memories! We still had weekly texts and monthly phone calls. What a sweet, loving and special friend. Miss her dearly.
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And there was the time we decided to color each other’s hair in Dayla’s very clean and tidy kitchen. We laughed soo much, cause I wasn’t so neat, and dye was splattered everywhere! So we shared a good coffee and made it right!
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