Virginia Pauline Bucher

Virgina Paulene Mooney was born September 15, 1934 to Vivian Lorene Bracket with Grandma Lula Brackett present and Aunt Cynchia, the midwife.
Virginia was an adventurous child. When going to what was then known as Peel School, she would be dropped off and then run out the back door back home. As she got older, she would play her role well as the big sister taking care of her three younger brothers, Jerry, Frank, and Jack. She watched over them just as their mother would if she were there. One such time when her dad, Clifford, was mining at Slick Rock, Colorado. Her mother, Vivian, was offered the job as cook for the crew of 20 or so, so they boarded at the mine site to save travel. Now, with gas prices high, this would have been a very good thing. Virginia filled her role as interim mother and caretaker of her brothers. One time Jack was very sick with the Mumps and Virginia was given instructions to keep him very still and quiet but big brother Frank could not leave Jack alone. He would come through the bedroom and torment Jack who, in turn, would scream and holler, causing Virginia to run to see what the trouble was and then try to catch Frank and give him a good sound whipping. Unable to catch him, he did stay out of the house long enough in hopes that she had forgotten him. Again, he would enter and stir Jack up. Wow! She had to become a mother really fast.
Virginia enjoyed helping around the home, not only in the house but taking care of livestock and milking. She also enjoyed staying with Grandma Brackett and Aunt Maude and the cousins Robert, Helen and Richard Knuckles. With these times away from home, they were not a Cinderella type of stay. She learned how to work and work hard in and out of the house which prepared her for life and marriage. She grew up in the canyon with her family. A cook she was, but sometimes a cake did not turn out as she planned it. It was only one inch thick but the brothers ate all of it. She loved chickens as did her niece Josi and family. Virginia could always tell them what kind they were and how many eggs to expect. One day up the canyon we did not have running water unless they ran out to the well to get it. Any dishes were done in a large dishpan full of hot water. There was this one particular rooster that loved to see Virginia step out of the house. He would wait for her and then run after her and flog her. She told her dad, Clifford, about this but he liked that rooster and would not do anything about it, so she handled it herself. The next time she stepped out on the porch and that crazy rooster came running, she was ready. She had the dishpan full of hot water and threw it on him! He yelped as only a rooster can and ran away, never again to bother her.
Virginia then met and married the love of her life Louis Bucher on June 15, 1957. Louie then gained a wonderful wife who could cook, work and take care of the home. He also gained a three-year-old daughter, Pamela. He, like the Brad Paisley song, became the dad he didn’t have to be. He adopted Pangie, as he called her, and she loved him so. Virginia was a very good cook and she always took care of her family. The family enjoyed taking her home made supper to the drive-in movie.
Louie brought Elvis Presley into their lives with his movies, songs and a teddy bear for Pam. Virginia loved her herd of cows. She took care of them just as well as she had taken care of her brothers! From summer pasturing, gathering hay for the winter and then feeding them through sunshine and storms, she loved every minute of it. She even lived in an old trailer down by the corral during calving season. She loved those cows and took care of them as long as Louie was
alive. She also took care of them after she was left alone until it became too much for her and then sold them. It was a big job but the payoff was watching the calves frolic, run and jump. A set of twins was her pride and joy. During their marriage, Virginia worked in the lunchroom at the Egnar school and enjoyed it. She and Louie also ran Louie’s market together. They loved trips to the mountains, drives on country roads and watching the Elk on the Glade mountain. Virginia always had a yard full of awesome flowers and ornaments. A catalpa tree and a huge pine tree were in the yard. Virginia lost Louie after a short illness in 1994, she has loved and missed him every day since. We are happy that they are finally together again.
Virginia is survived by her daughter, Pamela Myers (Tom); grandson, Billy Myers (Angela); granddaughter, Carla Lydic (Stephen); great grandchildren, Cole Raney (Raquel), and Amber Raney; great great grandchildren, Colsen, Cadence and Cheyenne; brothers, Jerry Brewer (Wanda), Frank Brewer (Karen), and Jack Brewer (Carol).