Class of 1958. Dan Rell Workman. Debate Region, French Club, Mardi Gras Assembly, Graduation Committee. BYU 1962. Atlanta, Georgia. Married Margaret. His parents: Arland LeRoy "Hap" Workman, born April 9, 1916 in Roosevelt, Utah, married Ruby Hill Workman on November 12, 1936, and died September 23, 2004 in Provo, Utah. Arland Workman was a finish carpenter and woodworker, and later became a master locksmith at BYU, and supervised all lock and security doors until his retirement in 1981. They had four sons: Dan Rell Workman [BYH Class of 1958] (Margaret) of Roswell, Georgia; Stanley Ross Workman [BYH Class of 1960] (Barbara) of West Jordan, Utah; Kenneth A. Workman [BYH Class of 1961] (Chris) of Murray, Utah; and Lance Workman (Andrea) of Provo, Utah. ~ ~ ~ ~ Hello Classmates of 1958! Sorry I can’t be with you tonight, but here is an update of what has been going on in my life since graduation from BY High. I joined the Navy in 1960, and was stationed at Pearl Harbor. While there I met a 5’2” blue-eyed alpha-female in Honolulu, named Margaret Richey, and we married in 1962, and have two daughters and six “butt-heads” (what I call my grandchildren — five boys and one girl). I’m too young to be a grandfather! Margaret’s family moved from Oregon back to Ogden where they had originally lived while we were in Hawaii, so with her parents in Ogden, and mine in Provo, we split the difference and settled in Salt Lake City, where we lived until 1985. Margaret became involved with an international cultural exchange program, and they offered her a position as director of development on the condition that she move to Atlanta, Georgia where their home office was located. So, for about six months she lived in Georgia and commuted back to Utah, while I stayed home until our youngest daughter graduated high school. We then rented the upstairs of our Salt Lake home, while our daughter lived in the basement and went to the U of U., (traitor!) and I sold my burglar alarm business and made the trek to Georgia to be with my wife. Once settled in Georgia I opened another alarm business and worked at it until my health wouldn’t allow me to continue. I didn’t know how long we would be here in Georgia, but after 32 years, I tell everyone that “I’m just passing through!” After three years as a director for the travel company, Margaret decided to go into business for herself. She had contacts throughout the world, so everything fell into place easily for her. She has always worked out of our home, and with the internet and an 800 number, she keeps things running along. Due to Margaret’s involvement in the travel industry, we both have had the opportunity to travel the world pretty extensively. I have visited almost every country I ever wanted to see, some such as Egypt, Israel, Greece, Germany, Italy, and China as many as four times. Margaret has been to about 100 countries and on all continents, while I have been to about 65 countries and all continents except for Antarctica. While Margaret has been to all 50 states, I have been to 48 of the 50 states, (or 57 states according to Obama). Some of our travels have been quite exotic adventures, like trips tromping through the Yucatan to explore Mayan and Book of Mormon sights; hunting for Birds of Paradise in the high-lands of New Guinea; sailing down the Nile (twice!); exploring the Potala Palace in Tibet; hot-air ballooning over the Serengeti, traveling the “Road to Mandalay” (actually, it’s the river Irrawaddi in Burma), joining a “stare-down” contest with North Korean guards at the DMZ, and staying at the Mount Kenya Safari club. I’ve also encountered the KGB in Russia where Margaret was strip searched (awful experience!). While we lived in Salt Lake City my wife became acquainted with Annette James, the wife of Paul James, the KSL “voice of the BYU Cougars.” We became good friends with them, and besides traveling all over the world together, I got to keep stats for some of the games, in Provo, Hawaii, South Carolina, San Diego, etc. That was a real fun experience. Health wise, I have had testicular cancer, twice! The incidences were unrelated, which is quite unusual, and I got written up in the American Medical Journal. After each occasions, I was treated with high-intensity radiation which apparently saved my life, but after 50 years I’m paying with extensive damage done to my thorax, kidneys, bladder, and intestines. The symptoms began getting quite bad about six years ago, and my neurologist thought I might have ALS, then Parkinson’s, then MSA (Multiple System Atrophy) (yeah I’d never heard of it either.) He is now convinced that all my problems are from radiation toxicity from the cancer treatments! My traveling days are now over, and I have to shuffle around the house with a walker, and when I do leave the house I have to use a motorized scooter. But, at least I’m still alive, and manage to get in my wife’s way. An omega-male must tread carefully when in the presence of an alpha-female! Margaret is still working booking travel, and occasionally taking upscale groups on tours. I don’t know what I would do without her, and I love her intensely! I tell her that of all the wives I’ve had, she is my favorite! The next trip she has planned is to take a group to Rome for the temple dedication next year. Wish I could go! Meanwhile, I spend most of my time in front of the computer doing a lot of family history. Since 1993 I’ve submitted over 55,000 names to the temple, and my database is pushing 900,000 names. So that pretty much sums it up. I would love to hear from anyone who wants to email me. My address is wssi@bellsouth.net. The wssi stands for Workman Security Services, Inc. in case you are wondering. Best wishes to all! Rell @Sept2018 ~ ~ ~ ~ HIS OBITUARY: Dan Rell Workman, august 25, 2021. Well, damn it all anyway! If anyone is reading this now, it can only mean that after 50 years or more of beating the odds, the odds finally caught up to me! More on that below. I was born in Price, Utah to humble parents — Arland LeRoy and Ruby Hill Workman — who lived in Wellington, about 10 miles east of Price. In 1945 they decided to move to Provo, which I then thought was the largest city in the world. My parents wanted us children to have the opportunity to get a better education, and so in Provo I was able to distinguish myself by winning a marble championship, breaking my arm, and becoming a crack-shot with a BB gun; all while maintaining a 1.9 gpa through 8th grade! I graduated from Brigham Young High School in the Class of 1958. In 1961, while serving in the Navy, I met a 5’ 2” blue-eyed alpha female named Margaret Richey in Hawaii, and we married in 1962. We have from that marriage two beautiful daughters, Susan and Nancy, and between them they had six children (5 boys and 1 girl), who I call “butt-heads” because I never grew old enough to become a grandfather. After rearing our family in Salt Lake City, my wife and I moved to Roswell, Georgia, where we have lived since 1985. During this time, we have been able to travel extensively throughout the world, and I have had the experience to visit some countries as many as four times. In 1967, I had my first occurrence with testicular cancer, and underwent extensive radiation. I was told that if I survived five years, that I had a good chance of beating it. In 1970, I had my second occurrence of the same thing, entirely unrelated to the first occurrence! The doctors were surprised as this is quite rare, and I’m told that I was written up in the American Medical Journal. I had to undergo radiation a second time. In all, I have had to undergo several surgeries for radiation damage to my kidneys, bladder, and intestines, and have had neurological damage such that I no longer could stand or walk unassisted or without a walker or mobility scooter. I also cannot raise my left leg more than 1 inch from the floor and my right leg no more than 2 inches. As my physical condition deteriorated, I decided to write my own obituary to get my side of the story out there. Ever since the beginning of our marriage, my wife and I have had an ongoing debate as to who is the smartest between us, so now on my deathbed, I am able to play my trump card: You were dumb enough to marry me, so I’m the smartest! I have just re-read everything to this point, and I see that I have succumbed to the moral flaw of embellishing one’s accomplishments. So here it is, FULL DISCLOSURE: I didn’t actually win the marble championship, I only won second place. A Memorial Service will be held in Roswell, and the morbidly curious who are persistent enough to find out when and where may attend funeral and graveside services in Utah. Funeral services will be held Saturday, September 4, 2021 at 11 a.m. at Lindquist's Layton Mortuary, 1867 No. Fairfield Rd., Layton, Utah. Friends may visit with family from 9:30 to 10:30 a.m. prior to the service. Interment, Provo City Cemetery. Source. Services will be live-streamed and may be viewed at www.lindquistmortuary.com and scrolling to the bottom of Dan's obituary page.

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