June Morris

Beverly “June” Morris

June has officially left the “building” after 35,088 days on March 14, 2025. The “building” that she baked the best pies in, sewed in, upholstered furniture in, quilted in, and did everything that anyone told her she couldn’t or shouldn’t do in. Most of all, she taught lessons & was the best mother, grandma, and great grandma in the world.

June was born to proud parents Roscoe “Bill” and Berniece Crouse at 11:15 p.m. on February 18, 1929. She was a very proud Missourian who had a humble start as a traveling “carnie” with the family manufactured carnival ride.

Her life transitioned from a “carnie” to a farmer’s wife, then a mother, and later a grandmother.

June then became a human resource professional at the Vernon Company where she was a proud employee for 22 years. After retirement she spent her days at a farm pond trying to catch that elusive white catfish with a glass bottle of Pepsi and a Marlboro. Her evenings were spent in the basement art studio painting the perfect scene.

“Bug” as she was lovingly named by her grandkids, loved a fast corvette, large earrings, lots of rings, Elvis Presley, Santa Claus, and a song with a good beat that she could sing or dance around the house to.

June “Bug” is survived by her son, William B. Morris; her daughter, Terry (Andy) Dannen and her son, Jack (Lindy) Morris; her grandchildren, Amy Dannen (Steve) Wadstrom, Ryan

(Shannon) Dannen, Gerald Morris, and Skyler (Kayla) Morris; nine great grandchildren and three great-great grandchildren.

She is preceded in death by her parents Roscoe and Berniece Crouse; her sister Betty (Bill) Elliot; brother Raymond (Marie) Crouse; and her son Jack Morris.

In the words of Elvis Presley, “Thank you, thank you very much Bug.”

A private family poker game will be played at a later date.