From Gene Doane

I worked with Jason in Arizona for three years, and our crew is highly specialized in public safety communications and a tightly knit team which Jason was very much a part of.

We not only work together, we play together. I was on Jason’s bowling team, “The Bikini Bottoms” (Spongebob Squarepants was Jason’s favorite cartoon) and we’d had a very winning night the Monday before the terrible accident. We swept the three games, and won every one of them. Jason was both a great teammate and a very good friend.

I went to the Super Bowl party he threw last month and it was hilarious for a few reasons. We’d had an office “Fantasy Football” pool and Jason WON IT. Hands down won it, and Jason doesn’t follow football. He only made three trades over the whole season and won the pool hands down. Then, we didn’t even watch the Super Bowl, we were laughing too hard playing Super Mario Bros. Wii four-player with him and his wife Bailey and they’re actually GOOD at it. But then Jason was the kind of guy who put his mind to something and he’d always be good at it.

The portrait attached is a plaque one of Jason’s coworkers crafted, the artists name is Albert Daigre and the signatures and messages are all from people here who worked with Jason and loved Jason. Having had Jason on my team, both at work and at play was a pleasure. His confidence, his ability, and his imaginative craftsmanship were a fantastic addition to our team, and now a horrible loss as well.

Jason’s quirky humor, quick wit, imagination and easy smile will be sorely missed. He was the kind of guy who made friends everywhere he went.

Photos from Heather Gordon

From Dane Hirst

I met Jason Brown in 7^th grade. I can still remember wanting to be friends with him because he was so much “cooler” than me but was still genuinely nice to me every time he saw me. I was very shy in junior high school and didn’t have many friends, but Jason went out of his way to say hi to me every time he saw me. Jason was always like that. He had a way of making people feel special and important. He was one of the few people that I have ever known that was a truly good listener. Most people love to talk about themselves, but Jason loved to talk about you. He probably knew more people’s closest secrets than anybody I know because everybody knew that they could tell him anything and know that he would listen caringly and they could trust him.

Jason and I became close friends near the end of high school. Jason, Joe Hall, and I spent most of our time with each other. Those were some of the best times of my life. Jason always made sure that we had something fun to do whether it was going “rolling” at Rock Canyon Park (he perfected a technique for somersaulting down steep grass hills), going hot-tubbing at Parkway Crossing in Betty Boop thongs, or cruising around town on my scooter in nothing but girls board shorts, trucker hats, and smiles. Some of my very favorite memories are with Jason and Joe.

I will forever owe Jason Brown for introducing me to my wife. He had no intention of us getting married, he just thought I needed to “get sum” but I fell for her eventually anyway.

I lost touch with Jason over the last few years which makes me very sad. I wish that I had been able to share in the happy moments of his life and share mine with him, but I will carry all the wonderful memories I have with me for the rest of my life. My heart goes out to his wonderful wife Bailey and the rest of his family. Jason Brown will be sorely missed but never forgotten.

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From Cristina Atwood

There are so many memories that I would like to share when it came to me and Jason. But the ones that stick out the most are the ones I'll always keep in my heart. Jason was always careing when it came to me being upset about my ex-boyfriend that always treated me like crap. Jason was always there to make me feel better and to tell me that I deserve better than that. He always new how to make me smile and feel like everything would be okay. But little me just kept going back. Jason started to back away from me after a while, b/c he just didn't want to see me hurt anymore. I wish I would have just listened to him. I know things would have been different if I would have. We both did. Even when we started talking again we would talk about how things would have been. And we both wished we could change it. But everything happens for a reason. Even now, GOD has a plan for him. Something bigger than all of this. I may not have as big as a past as everyone else does with him, but what we did have meant a lot. Sometimes life is just not fair in taking someone like Jason, who's is the kindest person I know. It just shows how life can be so unfair. My heart goes out to his wife and family, but I know that he is up there with God watching down on all of us, helping us get through this hard time. We all love you Jason, and you will be missed .

RIP Sweetie, We will see you again.

Cristina

From Lindsay Gunn

Words can’t describe how privileged I am to have known Jason; I owe a lot to him. I hired Jason to help work a small Wilson’s Leather store for the holiday season. I remember thinking “this kid’s trouble” but there was something about his confidence that made me take a chance on him. During work he would drill me with question after question just so he could get to know me. I remember telling him my favorite bands and as soon as I said Tool he stopped me and said “ok, we can be friends now.” We became fast friends and I spent most of my nights staying over at his place watching Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, Team America, and lounging in Sponge Bob chairs. Jason broke me out of my newly returned missionary shell, probably because it was always his goal to see what he could get me to do. The point being, he helped me become the person I am today. Jason also introduced me to the love of my life, Dane. I wish I could have told him how grateful I was for this… even if it was just because he thought Dane needed to get laid. Jason, you will be missed, thank you for touching my life and so many others. Safe journey friend.

Tribute from Davide Reid

I went to school with Jason since kindergarten. Jason and I were buds on that first day, since we both laughed about how Mrs. Craven wore way too much old lady perfume. We were pretty tight all through elementary. When Jr. high came, we started hanging with different crowds. Going different directions. But it didn't matter. We'd still find some way to laugh about something at some point. Even in high school we'd get together and laugh about the girls we had made out with which we later wished we hadn't made out with. The thing about Jason that was amazing was that he always stood up for his friends. He stood up for me more than a few times. His outburst of a laugh could get everyone else going. He truly did care about others.

Jason, the world is now less cool without you.
Rest in Peace
Davide