Jay Dean Stevens

Jay Dean Stevens

A beautiful baby boy entered this life August 28, 1996, in Kingman, AZ to Dusty and Stephanie (Welch) Stevens. The name his parents chose and left on the records of the Kingman Regional Hospital was Jay Dean Stevens, being named after his grandpa Terry Dean and uncle Terry Dean Jr. a name they were very proud to give him. Jay was tucked in his parents’ doting arms as they left the hospital in style – yes, loaded up in his great grandma’s 1994, green Jeep.

At a very young age, Jay’s parents took him camping, introducing him to the great outdoors. He acquired a love for nature, the green rolling hills and valleys to the beautiful and majestic mountains that framed gorgeous sunsets and provided a place for wildlife, trees and birds, all of it to his liking. He got dubbed with the nickname of Jay Bird, which was appropriate as he was very fond of all birds and it just might be that’s why he landed in Fillmore and became a mighty Millard Eagle, nesting there until he graduated.

Jay grew up way to fast, it seemed like one day he was a small wee babe, and the next day he was on his hands and knees playing with wooden blocks, balls, and little cars and trucks that fit his tiny little hands just right. It wasn’t long until he traded in those little items for something a bit bigger. He jumped right into a Harley Davidson Power Wheels! But before we knew it, he outgrew it. He stepped up to the next size that fit his cute little bottom better, a little four-wheeler. It didn’t last much longer as he outgrew it as well, so those ‘Wheelers’ were replaced one by one, by one, as he grew. Finally, enough of that and Jay then tried and developed a liking for BMX biking-giving his parents a big thrill and his grandma Colleen a throbbing, racing heartbeat. She eventually got used to the idea as she would constantly watch him ride and make jumps on the natural ‘dirt hills’ in her very own back yard. All these things that he rode and mastered, qualified him for his first skateboarding experience at the ripe old age of seven. We’re not really sure if it was the challenge of balancing, coordination and practice or that it took a lot of patience and control. He learned new tricks and different techniques, gaining a real confidence for now, his forever new all-time favorite activity, Skateboarding. Not only did Jay love to just ride and glide on his skateboard, he could do it all: kickflip, grind, ollie and backslides just to name a few tricks he mastered.

He like the adventure of traveling, packing his bags for trips to Nevada, Oregon, and even spreading his wings, venturing on to the coast of Mexico but, most of his time was exploring the beautiful state of Utah- roving the whole state from side to side, and top to bottom.

Jay had a body type that was lean and slender never guessing he was a ‘human garbage disposal’ eating anything and everything in sight. He would frequently ask his mom to whip up those delicious beef enchiladas and would indulge and savor the taste of the scrumptious smoked brisket his dad prepared on his trusty Traeger Grill, and yep you guessed it, Jay could eat the “Whole Enchilada’.

You’d think Jay was born in the 50’s with the way he collected good ole vinyl records albums, went to concerts and dappled a bit with the bass guitar. Eventually he found it a pleasure and a good time to just relish the music and listen to his tunes.

He had a lot of friends and was true blue and faithful to them. He had a very kind heart and gentle ways especially with his very best buds - mom and dad. His whole family was on his ‘Best Friend List’. He spent lots of time with BJ- better known as uncle Pelv. It ended up being that those special times and memories were treasured. He learned how to drive on the dusty rough roads of Flowell with a favorite pal- his dad, even learning how to drive a stick shift. He worked hard at restoring and learning the mechanic of Jeeps, not the little toy ones but the ‘Real McCoy’ which included the Jeep he had his very first ride in, the very Jeep he came home from the hospital in, all done with a favorite pal-his dad. He appreciated more and more the value of a job and opportunity of work. He was becoming a skillful worker on the drill rigs as he learned from a patience friend and associate-his dad. Jay would get lost in playing video games, his play station and watching ‘Horror Movies’ with his mom. He loved Halloween and assisted his parents with the decoration, getting ready for a spooky and fun time. When he was a youngster, he didn’t mind finding a crazy costume and dressing up for the occasion, and that was all fine and dandy until his favorite ‘Dress-Up’ doll came into his life, his adorable little daughter Harper, the love of his life. He was the Best Dad. He was warmhearted, good natured, sensitive and Harper absolutely loved her “Daddy” as much as he cherished her. She was his pride and joy the most valuable possession he had. Her full name was Harper Helena Stevens being name after her great great grandmother Helen Gelar.

Jay left a big mark that will not be forgotten, leaving an impression with those who knew him well and loved him dearly. That includes his long-time companion, man’s best friend, his husky and loyal dog Loki.

The best parts of him will always stay, he touched and blessed our lives deeply, and we will miss deeply.

Jay Dean Stevens is preceded in death by his grandfather Marv Halsey, grandmother Colleen Foutz Halsey, Siblings: Sky Stevens and precious little daughter: Harper Helena Stevens.

Survived by his parents, Dusty Stevens and Stephanie (Welch) Stevens, Sibblings: Bo Stevens and Dasia Stevens.

Funeral services for Jay Dean Stevens and Colleen Foutz Halsey will be Friday, August 1, 2025 with the viewing starting at 9:30-10:30.

The services will begin at 11:00 in the Flowell Ward LDS Church Building.

Address: 4212 W. 500 N. Fillmore, UT.