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Jill Diane Anderson

1951 - 2019

“Live, for the moment is now.”

Jill Diane (nee Barber) Anderson died April 6, 2019 at her home in Genesee, Colorado after a courageous struggle with Multiple Systems Atrophy.

Born July 31, 1951, Jill was a beloved gift to her parents, Betty and Tracy Barber. They raised her in Austin, Minnesota, where she graduated from high school in 1969. She worked for the Mayo Clinic, and then earned a bachelor’s degree in business from University of Wisconsin-River Falls.

After a stint at Investors Diversified Services, Jill moved to Aurora, Colorado in 1981. She was managing an apartment/condo building when she met Greg Anderson in the hot tub at their athletic club. Greg and Jill married on May 14, 1983.

As a horse lover during her high school years, Jill competed in barrel racing, reining and western pleasure riding. Later, she introduced her daughter, Ingrid, to horses, and they rode together recreationally for many years.

She liked to bring the family Baskin-Robbins ice cream pies at Christmas, and she became the owner of the Evergreen Baskin-Robbins in 1996 after making cakes for five years. Over the next eleven years, Jill gave more than 200 Evergreen and Conifer students their “first real job.”

She loved ice cream and lefse (a Norwegian flatbread), horses, plants, estate sales, fiber arts and sea shell crafts with which she decorated their South Carolina home. She liked to sing along with pop songs on the radio, and no doubt sang to Frisco, her Norwegian Elkhound, on her way from Minnesota to Colorado in her Ford Fiesta. She threw hundreds of tennis balls for Frisco and Sadie the border collie, along with the family’s black labs, Beaufort, Boston, Denver and Rocky.  Jill made many drives between Colorado and Fripp Island, just so her beloved dogs would not be left behind.

She served as an Evergreen PEO chapter president and volunteered at the Denver Botanical Gardens, where she will be remembered for her expertise, her ready smile and her love of staying busy. More recently, she loved mahjong, sometimes playing with friends for more than four hours a week.

She first developed symptoms of Multiple Systems Atrophy in 2014, and received an accurate diagnosis at the Mayo Clinic in 2016.

Jill’s survivors include her husband, Greg Anderson, their children Ingrid Hewitson (Darren) and Erik Anderson (Nicole), her brother Tracy Barber (Margaret), her grandchildren Reid Hewitson, Sterling Anderson and a baby due to the Hewitsons in May, eleven nephews and nieces and many cherished Colorado in-laws.

In lieu of flowers, the family would appreciate donations to Rochester’s Mayo Clinic or the Denver Botanical Gardens. Jill’s ashes will be spread in the Atlantic Ocean off the coast of Fripp Island, South Carolina, where her family first vacationed in the mid-70’s.


5 Responses

  1. Keith Shanley says:

    I’m so very sorry to hear of Jill’s passing. Please accept my deepest sympathy and such a tragic loss.


  2. Duff Kerr says:

    My sincerest sympathy to you on the loss of your wife, Jill. Although I didn’t know Jill very well, I know you well enough to know the kind of person Jill must have been! All my sincerest wishes to you and your family; I’m sure Jill will be missed and I send wishes for strength to carry on as she surrely would.

  3. Kathryn Isenberger says:

    Dear Greg, My deepest sympathy to you and your family at Jill’s passing. I will always remember her beautiful smile, joyous laugh and positive attitude as the owner of the Main Street Evergreen B-R. As a key tenant of the Ross-Lewis Trust, Jill’s B-R set the fun and welcoming tone for the rest of Main Street. She was truly a very special lady.

  4. Marcie and Steve Stacy says:

    Our hearts are saddened by your loss and our thoughts and prayers are with you. May you be comforted by the outpouring of love surrounding you.

  5. Julianne Golden says:

    My deepest sympathies to Jill’s family and many friends. I am privileged to have known her since our college days at UW-River Falls, and remember the scene at the health club hot tub when I visited that spring. It was fate that Greg was there. And fate struck again when I moved to NC in the same city where Jill’s parents lived. I am thankful that we stayed connected all these years. I so admired Jill’s strength of character and her well-fought fight against her illness. I will always miss her laughter. Rest in peace, my dear friend.