Marjorie Ann Gold Moberly, of Billings, joined her creator July 18, 2018. She was born April 26, 1940, in Miles City, to Johnny and Mary Gold of Stacey, Montana.

Our beloved Marjorie is survived by her daughter, Stacey Horsfall (Terry); son Brock Bundy; sister Joyce Gniot (Doug); and extended family members. She is preceded in death by her son, John Charles Bundy; husband Don Moberly; and parents.

A special thank goes to all the family and friends who have been there to support us through this time of transition.

Memorial services are at 11 a.m. Friday, Aug. 10, at Michelotti-Sawyers, 1001 Alderson Ave., with a light luncheon following at the Elks Lodge.

In lieu of flowers, please send a donation of choice to the Montana Association for the Blind, American Cancer Society or Shodair Children’s Hospital.

Marj as a kid, out at my grandfathers ranch south of town.

She's the one front row, right side. Taken Christmas Eve 1944.

Another, this time with the boys. Taken the same day (Dec 24 1944). Again, Marjorie is in the front row, right side.

When I posted this on Facebook a few years ago, she replied "Look at [..] us all! Eva Rose and I have our tongues out. I always did whatever she said to do!!".

RIP, Marj. 🕊️

I am sorry for your loss, Larry. I think Marjorie and my dad went to grade school together at Stacey.

With deepest sympathy for your loss, Larry.

We sent our "butterfly card" to our friend, Fionna, in Singapore when she lost her best friend of 50 years. She made it in to a video (something I'm not talented enough to do). I'd like to share it with you as it seems most appropriate.

https://www.dropbox.com/s...M.wmv?dl=0

Hopefully, I did this right.

Karen & Jobie

I last saw Marj last the last time I saw Dad - they had a bunch of stories about 'the old days' back in Stacey & Miles City. Great-Grandpa Jack seems like he was a bit of a terror

RIP

Bridgier wrote:

I last saw Marj last the last time I saw Dad - they had a bunch of stories about 'the old days' back in Stacey & Miles City. Great-Grandpa Jack seems like he was a bit of a terror

RIP

I hadn't seen Marj in many years. I was planning, but never got around around to it. My mom was good friends with her, they talked on the phone all the time and went out to go do stuff together.

I wish I would have saw your dad before he passed. He gave me one of my first jobs, irrigating the fields at that old ranch - which I did a piss poor job at. I don't think he was very happy with me. Pretty sure he told me that.

I know my mom was planning to go see him after she moved back to Billings, but unfortunately she waited too long.

All of those cousins, whether they got along or not, have always remained close in one way or another - even when not apparent. They grew up together.

I remember Jack, visiting his house on South Lake as a small child, attending his funeral, and the wake after at the same home. So long ago.

Don't worry, he told me I was pretty piss-poor at it more than once as well

Most of the girl cousins had to stay at Grandpa Jack's when they stayed in town to go to school at Custer, while all the boys got to raise hell while staying at various boarding houses around town.

[Edited by Bridgier (8/6/2018 5:39:59 PM)]