Marjorie was born August 20, 1924, in Laketown, Utah. She passed away on September 12, 2022, in Gilbert, Arizona while living with her daughter Cindy, her pandemic companion and then caregiver for the past 2 ½ years.
Marjorie was born on a ranch near the blue waters of Bear Lake to Hazelton Raleigh Nebeker Sr. and Florence Gertrude Kearl. As a little girl, she moved with her family to a homestead in the Uintah Basin, then into Salt Lake City. She attended Roosevelt Junior High and South High School. She was a student at South when Pearl Harbor was bombed, and she told us she “could hardly wait to get out of school” and “do something patriotic.” She graduated at 17, joined the USO (a bit against her mother’s wishes) and went to work for the Signal Corps up at Fort Douglas.
Marjorie joined the United States Navy two days after her 20th birthday. She traveled by train to New York City for basic training where she was stationed in the Bronx. After graduation, she transferred to the US Naval Academy in Annapolis, Maryland to serve at the Commissary Store. She met Sargent Claude Asa Campbell while serving during the war and they married in Salt Lake City on May 12, 1945 (later sealed by proxy in the Salt Lake Temple). They both attended college in California on the GI Bill with Asa’s degree in accounting and Marjorie’s in business.
When Asa joined Ernst & Ernst as a CPA in Salt Lake, they moved back and bought a home on Hannibal Street east of the old prison in Sugar House and welcomed two sons. In 1953, they moved to Canyon Rim just below the old MotorVu Drive-in and welcomed two daughters. In 1962, Asa died suddenly of a heart attack only four months after joining the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Marjorie began what would be 60 years without Asa working as a secretary for the Selective Service and then the Bureau of Land Management. She worked hard and focused on her children, serving as a scout leader and then Young Women’s president, saving up for a summer vacation to the beach each year, and kneeling together at the little round table in the family room for prayers.
Marjorie never really retired. Instead, she served a full-time proselytizing mission, learned to ski and became an avid golfer, a zealous walker, a dedicated family history and 20-year temple worker. Marjorie volunteered and provided decades of leadership to The Daughters of the Utah Pioneers, and The Waves of the Wasatch. She was recognized for 27 years of work with the Records Extraction Program for indexing family histories and even learned a little bit of Spanish to help with those records.
Marjorie deeply loves her family and her Savior. She sings beautifully and has an infectious laugh - a loving “grumma” to her grandchildren and great-grandchildren knitting countless baby blankets. We will dearly miss her (and her yummy pecan logs), yet we know she will not be far when needed as an “angel round about us to bear us up.”
She is survived by her two sons and two daughters — Clark (Meredith) Campbell, Travis (Cathryn) Campbell, Cynthia (Howard) Engh, and Connie Sirois — 20 grandchildren, and 62 great grandchildren. She was preceded in death by her husband, as well as her father, mother, two brothers and two sisters, and one great grandchild.
A funeral service will be on Tuesday, September 27th at 12:00 noon at the Holladay 2nd Ward — 2065 E 4675 S, Holladay, Utah. Viewings will be at the same church, Monday, September 26th from 6:30 - 8:00 pm and prior to the funeral on Tuesday, September 27th, 10:30 - 11:45 am.
Life Story Info
My condolences to the family. My mother Mary Nebeker Johnson and Marjorie were first cousins. Mother always looked forward to visits from her Salt Lake cousins. Dad, Wendell D. Johnson was also a cousin through the Kearl line. In 2013, Connie Nebeker Raatliff and I were able to visit and have lunch at Little America with Marjorie and Lauramay. It was a delightful afternoon and have a picture of the four of us. I now live in Laketown, UT, and the Falula Ranch is still in existence but not in the Nebeker family. I know the void felt when parents have passed away. Hello and regards to second cousins I have never met.