Mary Margaret Treloar

She was born to the late Jerome and Bernice Poland, January 5, 1938, in Quincy, Illinois. The baby of the family, she is predeceased by her brother and two sisters. The family later settled in West Allis, Wisconsin, where Monnie graduated from Central HS in 1956. In October of 1957, she married high school sweetheart Ronald Treloar, moving their family to Utah a few years later.

Monnie is survived by her children: Lori Laube (Rick), Gary Treloar, Lisa Ezidro Mottram, and Lynn Treloar; grandchildren: Shalon Mottram, Brandi Vargas (Luis), Martin Ezidro (Sam) and Kyle Ezidro; great-grandchildren: Brennen Massimo, Sofia and Lucas Lopez, and Baby Boy Vargas coming in December.

A couple of her favorite memories of growing up include drumming in the drum and bugle corps and performing in the water show at the Wisconsin State Fair Park. She loved the Green Bay Packers and traveling whenever she had an opportunity to see new sights. She enjoyed camping with family at Zion and Grand Teton National Parks and found time to volunteer as a Girl Scout leader and softball coach. Walking was a big part of her daily routine. Her family was her life.

Monnie studied fashion design after graduation. She took courses to further her talent for writing and was honored to have one of her stories published in Reader’s Digest. Later in life, Monnie attended a few semesters at California Lutheran University where she particularly enjoyed religion and art classes.

After divorcing, she moved the family to Maryland and put her design flair to work at the top ad agency in Washington D.C. One day while rushing back to the office after lunch, head down, Monnie literally ran into Tricia Nixon, much to the chagrin of her Secret Service detail. After heading back to Utah, among many jobs she took to make ends meet while raising 4 children, one of Monnie’s favorites was being a meter maid for the Ogden City PD. In Southern California, she absolutely loved her years at the old J. Paul Getty Museum in Malibu. When she semi-retired to Big Bear Lake, she spent time working mostly outdoors for the U.S. Forest Service, and then inside the public library. When Monnie retired to Ventura, she took her knowledge and lifelong love of reading and put them to use reorganizing the library at her apartment building, an accomplishment of which she was particularly proud.

As her health declined over the last few months, she made us promise to take care of each other, and so we shall.

Monnie will be cremated, and her ashes sprinkled off the coast of Santa Barbara, a place she loved to visit. If you feel moved to make a donation in her memory, the family suggests Shriner’s Hospital, the Salvation Army, or any other worthy organization that has special meaning to you.