On Tuesday, June 2, 2026, our sweet wife, mother, daughter, sister, and Granny, Jill Stephenson Greene, peacefully passed away after a long and difficult journey battling Lewy body dementia. We miss her deeply and feel a sense of gratitude that she is no longer suffering from this terrible disease that took her from us far too early.

Jill, aka Llij, was born to a spicy mother, Frances Reader Call, and a gentle father, Robert Eldon Stephenson, on November 7, 1945. She was a treasured first child and loved very dearly by her parents, often recalling singing "Bill Grogan's Goat" with her daddy at night before bed and learning to cook, knit, bake, and play the violin with her mom. As the oldest child in a family of four kids, Jill looked for opportunities to uplift and shepherd her younger siblings, Bob, Jane, and Ned. While her earnestness sometimes made her an easy target for teasing, it also provided a soft landing when they were struggling. She would carry that softness with her throughout her life.

Jill loved to travel. This had roots in a trip around the world she took with her family during high school, accompanying her dad on his sabbatical to Indonesia. She gathered silver charms from places like Egypt, Jakarta, China, London, Paris, Japan, and Switzerland to add to a bracelet her mom gave her. She carried a love for other people and places throughout her life.

Jill loved to learn. During her college years, she pursued degrees in English and French and taught at multiple Salt Lake City middle schools. She was a gifted writer and played the violin and piano. She read voraciously for pleasure and was an active member of many book and history clubs. As an adult, she took painting and pottery classes with her kids. She was always up to date on Apple’s latest technology and was an early adopter of car phones and Amazon. She instilled a love of learning in her five children.

On June 18, 1969, Jill married her sweetheart, Mark Hindley Greene III, aka Triple Sticks, in the Salt Lake Temple. A year later, Jill bravely packed up and moved with Mark to Brussels, Belgium, where he began medical school. She was afraid but showed courage as she found a job as a barista in a local church, learned to grocery shop in French, and proved she could hold her own in Brussels traffic. This was a lonely chapter, marred by the death of their firstborn son, Brian, but brightened when they welcomed their first daughter, Lara. They also had many adventures together while living in Europe, eating watermelon in Italy, attending a real French two-day wedding, and traveling to many countries as a couple and with visiting family. They made lifelong friends there and cemented their commitment to each other during this bittersweet chapter. Right before moving back to the United States, their second daughter, Lys-An, was born.

After a short year in Salt Lake, Jill moved with Mark and her little family to Detroit, Michigan, while Mark completed his residency. Here, two more daughters, Linsey and Leslee, were born. Often without a car while her husband worked long hours, Jill learned to be independent and resourceful, managing a busy household on her own. She served in the LDS Church as Relief Society president there, reaching out across large ward boundaries to help many. Her children remember frequent visits to people to distribute food and emotional support.

After many years away from her Utah home, she finally moved back to dear family and friends in Salt Lake. Soon after, Stephen was born, and her family felt complete. Jill spent the next 18 years managing the complexities of a large family while balancing community and church service and supporting Mark’s growing career.

Jill was a loyal and supportive spouse. She continuously lent a listening ear to Mark’s deep exploration of gospel-centered topics. In the final years of Jill’s life, Mark would often comment on how deeply he missed their conversations and her insights.

Jill loved beautiful things. She had an eye for lovely jackets, purses, and shoes and was a Nordstrom Frequent Flyer. She also loved nature and happily spent many summer hours tending her garden. She created a home for her family and friends that was warm and welcoming, filled with books, art, diet soda, and popcorn.

Jill was resilient. During the final years of raising kids at home, she moved with Mark to Jacksonville, Illinois, and began a new life there. She showed determination and grit by building a community of friends from scratch while maintaining ties to family and friends in Utah. It was during this time that dementia began taking a toll on Jill's cognitive functioning. Even during the early stages of this disease, Jill continued pouring out love on her children and grandchildren.

Jill loved being Granny to her 24 grandkids. Even though she lived far away from many of them, the piles of Legos, dress-up clothes, play kitchens, and American Girl dolls still in use are a testament to her care. She loved doing puzzles, baking cookies, going on walks, visiting the mall, and buying ice cream for each one. She lovingly knitted Christmas socks and baby sweaters for every one she was able.

Jill was a woman of faith. It was common to find her early in the morning, after prying her children out of bed for instrument practice, reading the scriptures and taking notes about her ideas and impressions. She took these impressions seriously and served others with a soft and open heart. Jill carried this gift to all who knew her until dementia gradually took her from us.

Jill is survived by her loving husband, Mark; five children, Lara (Matt Evans), Lys-An (Nathan Record), Linsey (Wilfred de Guzman), Leslee (Adam Kirkham), and Stephen (Anna Webb); her 24 grandchildren, Elise, Emily, Ben, James, Peter, and Lucy Evans; Sam, Asher, Isaac, and Charlotte Record; Anna, Peter, Sophia, Charlotte, and Eleanor de Guzman; Amelia, Jonas, Rose, and Callie Kirkham; and Francie, Ander, Orson, Evette, and Edmund Greene; and her siblings, Bob, Jane, and Ned. She is preceded in death by her parents, Robert and Frances Stephenson, and her son, Brian.

Her family would like to extend great love and thanks to the dear caregivers who ministered to her during the most difficult years of her illness. Thank you to Tui for always knowing how to make her laugh when no one else could. Thank you to Asena for your enduring patience and for holding her hand day in and day out. You were both angels on earth. Thank you to the wonderful hospice nurses who cared for her with such tenderness. We could not have loved her as well without your help.

A memorial service will be held on Monday, June 8, 2026, at the Crestview LDS Chapel, 2795 Crestview Drive, Salt Lake City, Utah, at 11:00 a.m. Family and friends are invited to a visitation beginning at 10:00 a.m.

In lieu of flowers, the family requests that donations be made to the Lewy Body Dementia Association.https://lbda.org/