1942 - December 8, 2013
Warren Jay Cooper was born August 12, 1942 in Craig Colorado at the Daisy Clausen Maternity Home at 800 Barclay Street to Donald Cooper and Josephine (Lewis) Cooper of Wilson Creek near Axial Colorado. He was raised in Craig Colorado, Riverside California and Reno Nevada. Butch asked Glenda Arlene Jones for her hand in marriage on December 25, 1965, and they were married June 25, 1966. To this union came the blessings of three children and eventually four grandkids. He was protector, provider, mentor, and a stabilizing force for those he loved throughout his life, right to the end. His last wish was to spend eternity with the love of his life and beautiful wife, Glenda. Warren was an independent and responsible child and went to work earlier than most. He was a ranch hand for his Uncle Leonard and Aunt Marj Forbes on Morapos Creek. At his uncle’s urging, he moved to Bellingham Washington and worked as carpenter and welder for his father in the Modern Sportsman Camp Trailer factory. When he got an opportunity to go to Alaska, he became a crab fisherman in search of Dungeness. He joined the Navy and served two years as an active duty reservist onboard the USS Henry B. Wilson DDG-7. Upon discharge and his return to Craig, he went to work on a work over rig in the oil field. In no time, he was being broke out as a worm on the big rigs where he worked his way up to derrick hand. To improve his family life, he took a job as loan officer and repo man at a bank. After nearly starving to death, he returned to the oil fields again. Eventually, he put in for a job at the City of Craig Road & Bridge department and worked his way up to the supervisor position. To escape the stress and politics of that job, he took a job at the Moffat County Road & Bridge department as a welder, blade hand, crusher foreman, assistant supervisor, and reluctantly accepted the supervisor position again. As a manager, he always strived to be fair and consistent, and he was a good steward of public funds. He stayed in this role until his youngest son, Nathan, was killed in a climbing accident June 20, 1996 at the age of eighteen. This tragedy broke his heart and took the fight out of him. He retired March 30, 1997 at the age of 54. Glenda retired a couple of years later. They were able to enjoy a number of years before cancer stole their retirement bliss. Butch thoroughly enjoyed camping, hunting and fishing. The clean fresh smell of the Quaker trees in the fall of the year and time spent with family at hunting camp made him the most content. He was “old school” in his relationships with those he respected and admired, always sure to do more than his fair share. Visiting with family and friends (especially his uncle, Leonard Forbes) was one of his most favorite things to do. He would travel miles to see someone or spend hours on the phone, hashing over his thinking and yours on any/every topic. Family and friends will miss him sharing his clear values, conservative political views and the importance of understanding history. Butch and Glenda also shared a passion for democracy. Butch took an active role to influence the future of his country, discussing the government and politics with everyone he spoke to, supporting those he believed in, and never missing an opportunity to vote. He was deeply saddened to see the “American Dream” fading. From a very young age, he took pride in his ability to take care of himself and care for others. He expected others to do the same. He did not appreciate the shift away from these core values or the entitlement mentality. He believed in the free market system, was adamant about the rights given to the people by The Constitution and equally so about the limited role of government. After retiring, Butch picked up a guitar and found peace and tranquility in the songs of his younger years and prior. He was never comfortable playing for strangers, but thoroughly enjoyed singing and playing for his wife, immediate family and close friends. He played by ear, filling his music with the emotion of the song’s story. He was preceded in death by his wife Glenda (Jones) Cooper, son Nathan C. Cooper, his parents, stepfather Thomas Hall, treasured uncle Leonard Forbes, brother Blake Hall, and in-laws Albert “Pal” and Louise Jones. He is survived by his daughter Chris Singleton, son Mathew B. (Kristine) Cooper, and his four grandchildren: Natelyn Selene Singleton, Nathan B. Cooper, Anna L. Cooper and Matthew W. J. Cooper; aunt Marjorie Forbes, sister Bobby Jo Rickel, brother Ben Hall, brother- in-law Alvin (Linda) Jones of Meeker; nephews Kurt Clow, Vaughn and Don Jones; cousin Jim Cooper and his two children, Brandon and Amy Cooper. After years of heart and lung complications, Butch lost his life in the early hours of December 8, 2013. He lived every last day with strength, determined not to be a burden on others, and he died quietly at home with his dignity still intact. He was ready to be reunited with his wife and youngest son. Cremation has taken place. At his request, there will be no services. Donations may be made to the VNA for Hospice Care.