Diane Cole

Profile Updated: July 9, 2020
Residing In: Temecula, CA USA
Spouse/Partner: Dennis Green
Occupation: Retired
Children: None
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The 2020 pandemic provided time for me to finish a novel (that's fiction based on experience) about growing up in Bountiful and working in Salt Lake City before growing old in California. "In the Shadow of the Wasatch" is available in ebook and paperback on Amazon.com.

Earlier, I self-published a historical memoir, also on Amazon.com, about my 25 years working at The Salt Lake Tribune, from 1972-1998. Title: "From Rag to Riches and Ruin, My Times at The Salt Lake Tribune, 1972-1998 & Beyond." There are some technical aspects of newspapering that may be less than scintillating for you, but you can skip around. Cheers!

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Jun 19, 2021 at 1:01 PM

Bonnie with her son Sam at the beach in 2007.

 

Bonnie beat me again, this time to whatever place in the Universe our souls congregate after our earthly adventures.

 

In fourth grade, Bonnie Lou, as she was known around the neighborhood, competed  with me -- her best friend -- and won. Her father, an administrator in the school district, cited our uneven test scores to motivate her to put me in my place. Within a year, we were literally playing tug-of-war for the top spot in class … and in the attention of our heart-throb, Gary Goodfellow. She won the latter, the only contest she cared much about. If that wasn’t bad enough, I got stuck with all the worst teachers in each school we attended after I tried to get revenge by ruining her dad’s lawnmower with rocks in the grass.

    

But none of that prevented Bonnie Lou from exposing me to new worlds of music and literature. A natural storyteller, she would entertain for hours with the play-by-play of novels meant for more mature audiences. We spent entire afternoons belting out show tunes on her player piano. We shared our dreams of love and adventure. When we were older, she drove me and others around town in her tiny blue Anglia, ensuring we’d  have plenty of mischief to remember later in life. She found me a job with her at South Davis Medical Center when I couldn’t get past the prejudices of the community, and she shared her bedroom when I needed refuge my senior year.

 

Bonnie Lou was bright in countless ways. Her math skills put her in classes full of male classmates. She could have gone far with those skills in a later age, when women were encouraged to study math and science. Her personality was buoyant -- or is that boyant? She could strike up an upbeat conversation with just about anybody, but she especially liked the guys. She was stealing kisses years before I dared think of such boldness, even sharing her talent with my secret crush.

 

Bonnie beat me to the punch again time after time after high school.  She was the first to move into an apartment our first year of college. With Becci Illi for a roommate, she got caught up in activities I put off for later. Before the year was out, she announced her engagement to Ernie Henderson from the old neighborhood. He joined the Navy, and Bonnie became the first of us to move to California and to give birth (I never did), naming her only child after Sam Thomas, a high school pal.

 

Those Navy years sent Bonnie on a wild ride that led her to another marriage and landed her in a bartending job. Her efficiency, pluck and knowledge of college and professional sports attracted regulars that kept fattening her tips. She was clearly a people person. But those years fostered new relationships and risky activities that took their toll, and she eventually retreated to mainstream office work, her favorites involving people in need of health or other kinds of community services.

 

Bonnie experienced her share of heartache, including family tragedies back in Utah. Her serious, longtime illness and untimely death -- it was two years before I learned of her passing -- have left me heartache of my own. I wish we could have chosen a different sort of contest.

Diane Cole has left an In Memory comment for Bonnie Gale Bartels.
Jun 19, 2021 at 1:01 PM

Bonnie with her son Sam at the beach in 2007.

 

Bonnie beat me again, this time to whatever place in the Universe our souls congregate after our earthly adventures.

 

In fourth grade, Bonnie Lou, as she was known around the neighborhood, competed  with me -- her best friend -- and won. Her father, an administrator in the school district, cited our uneven test scores to motivate her to put me in my place. Within a year, we were literally playing tug-of-war for the top spot in class … and for the attention of our heart-throb, Gary Goodfellow. She won the latter, the only contest she cared much about. If that wasn’t bad enough, I got stuck with all the worst teachers in each school we attended after I tried to get revenge by ruining her dad’s lawnmower with rocks in the grass.

    

But none of that prevented Bonnie Lou from exposing me to new worlds of music and literature. A natural storyteller, she would entertain me for hours with the play-by-play of novels meant for more mature audiences. We spent entire afternoons belting out show tunes on her player piano. We shared our dreams of love and adventure. When we were older, she drove me and others around town in her tiny blue Anglia, ensuring we’d have plenty of mischief to remember later in life. She found me a job with her at South Davis Medical Center when I couldn’t get past the prejudices of the community, and she shared her bedroom when I needed refuge my senior year.

 

Bonnie Lou was bright in countless ways. Her math skills put her in classes full of male classmates. She could have gone far with those skills in a later age, when women were encouraged to study math and science. Her personality was buoyant -- or is that boyant? She could strike up an upbeat conversation with just about anybody, but she especially liked the guys. She was stealing kisses years before I dared think of such boldness, even sharing her talent with my secret crush.

 

Bonnie beat me to the punch time and again after high school. She was the first to move into an apartment our first year of college. With Becci Illi for a roommate, she got caught up in activities I put off for later. Before the year was out, she announced her engagement to Ernie Henderson from the old neighborhood. He joined the Navy, and Bonnie became the first of us to move to California and to give birth (I never did), naming her only child after Sam Thomas, a high school pal.

 

Those Navy years sent Bonnie on a wild ride that led her to another marriage and landed her in a bartending job. Her efficiency, pluck and knowledge of college and professional sports attracted regulars that kept fattening her tips. She was clearly a people person. But those years fostered new relationships and risky activities that took their toll, and she eventually retreated to mainstream office work, her favorite involving people in need of health or other kinds of community services.

 

Bonnie experienced her share of heartache, including family tragedies back in Utah. Her serious, longtime illness and untimely death -- it was two years before I learned of her passing -- have left me heartache of my own. I wish we could have chosen a different sort of contest.

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Mar 14, 2021 at 12:47 PM

What a cool place (in more ways than one) to be. Who knew what we'd turn out doing way back when at Tolman. The joys of nature cannot be overstated.

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Feb 13, 2021 at 11:13 AM

I didn't know Bill well in school but got to talk to him at Sam's house before one of our recent reunions.  He seemed like such a nice, gentle soul who so loved his children and grandchildren.  His apparently enjoyed a successful career, too. Such a sad loss.

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Aug 07, 2020 at 9:08 AM

Congratulations, David. You have fulfilled your mother's dreams for you -- in flying colors.

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Jul 09, 2020 at 6:35 PM

The 2020 pandemic provided time for me to finish a novel (that's fiction based on experience) about growing up in Bountiful and working in Salt Lake City before growing old in California. "In the Shadow of the Wasatch" is available in ebook and paperback on Amazon.com. It follows an earlier memoir, also on Amazon.com, titled "From Rag to Riches & Ruin, My Times at The Salt Lake Tribune 1972-1998 & Beyond."

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A novel of growing up in Bountiful and growing old in California. Available at Amazon.com.
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Jul 09, 2020 at 6:21 PM
Memoir on Amazon.com
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Feb 04, 2020 at 8:20 PM

Happy Birthday, Girlfriend!

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Posted on: Nov 28, 2018 at 1:27 PM

I've just self-published a historical memoir on Amazon about my 25 years working at The Salt Lake Tribune, from 1972-1998. Of course Bountiful is part of the story, as are ownership changes at the newspaper since my departure. If interested, find both ebook and paperbook at Amazon.com. Title: From Rag to Riches and Ruin, My Times at The Salt Lake Tribune, 1972-1998 & Beyond. There are some technical aspects of newspapering that may be less than scintillating for you, but you can skip around. Cheers!

Memoir on Amazon.com
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Posted on: Sep 23, 2015 at 8:23 AM

Diane, thanks for your kind words. I really didn't do much. Was given way too much credit. Sam, Jane, Lorraine and Kent have the really broad shoulders.
Was nice to see you again. Hope all is well, and will look forward to seeing you again at the next golf outing.

Sep 20, 2015 at 1:33 PM
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Feb 04, 2014 at 6:33 PM

Happy Birthday! You're just a kid.

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A novel of growing up in Bountiful and growing old in California. Available at Amazon.com.
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Memoir on Amazon.com
Posted: Dec 16, 2013 at 10:59 PM
Happy New Year 2013 from Temecula, CA.
Posted: Dec 16, 2013 at 10:59 PM
Happy Holidays to all my friends from Viewmont High. Sam, see any similarities between you and my husband?
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My Utah husbands and I at the golf course.
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Debbie Kay and Doug Mikesell with Fred Moss.
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1971
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The neighborhood girls at camp in 7th grade.
Posted: Dec 16, 2013 at 10:59 PM
This goes way back ... to first grade!
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Diane and husband Dennis Green.