October 12 1972 April 27 2020
I escaped the mortal realm at the ripe age 47 but I really felt like I was 74. Ha! Five and half years’ cancer survivor right here. I was part bionic and part superhero, which turned me into a Badass Woman, but it never occurred to me or my family, I would wake up sick and never get better. Don’t panic, the “coronas” didn’t take me! Born Oct 12th, my parents Dennis and Cindy Lou Marriott, hadn’t picked out a name for a girl. The 1972 nifty sonogram, assured my parents, it was going to be a boy, so they decided on the name Richard aka Dick. Sorry Not Sorry. LoL They named me Jennifer. When used, you are either old or mad. Ha! Some knew me as “Jen” some called me “Kat”, as well other names I’m sure. Ha! Proudly called Mom by my courageous kids. Tyler 24, Nikolas 22, Ashlee 19, and Zachary 18. My children were my greatest achievements. With me they have ridden the highway to hell and back through cancer, radiations, surgeries, replaced body parts, incurable chronic illness. They suffered and struggled with me for a lot of years. Hoping my youngest achieves, walking farther than the mailbox, to get his diploma! Congrats ZZ In a decade, I hired and placed over 4,000 people all over the world. I networked, recruited and headhunted the best of the best. I had a great career and successfully climbed that corporate ladder. I was a professional rebel in this cookie cutter state. Warped humor and swore like a sailor. I liked to laugh and have fun. I was not someone who held back or often. I had no filter. A downfall I couldn’t fix. Outgoing, energetic, transparent, direct, straight to the point kind of girl. I was both hellfire and holy water. The flavor tasted, was how I was treated. I was loved (loved you back) or hated (you’re forgiven). Never really an in-between. I preferred that. Quiet people scare me. Ha! Hopefully to most of you, I was fun, approachable and kind and while we were together, we had a good time. I enjoyed moonlighting as a Utah state motorcycle instructor. I have stunted, raced, road-tripped, rallied and for the last 6 years, coached. Motorcycles were my passion. I will miss riding the switchbacks, tight corners, and curvy canyons. I will miss you Cindy Lou, thank you for taking care of me during all the cancer crap and especially during my final days. You were my rock. You are a good mom and I love you. I couldn’t have asked for better siblings; Cynthia, Mike and Bec, thank you for being the support I needed throughout the years. Not one of you can measure up to the black sheep though. Don’t forget me! To My Kids – …make your mama proud! Make good choices. Don’t make babies. Yet. You all still need to wait until I turn 55 to have kids! Families who game together, play & stay together. We all know you can’t hold a controller AND a phone at the same time. Ha! Keep active in each other’s lives. Be Brave, Be Strong. Be THE Warrior. Catch you all on the flip side! (family-fist-bump) Time for me, to catch up with dad, killed in the line of duty, Missouri State Trooper Dennis Marriott, Badge # 804. Been missing my first born daughter, Alexis Michelle, since 1991. And Hailey my niece, probably been partying it up with Alexis, and chasing boys! Eyerolls & laughs. If you’re reading this…..I made it home! Love you all! Arrangements are under the direction of Wiscombe Memorial. To send flowers or a memorial gift to the family of Jennifer Kristine Marriott Zachreson please visit our Sympathy Store.
Our most sincere sympathies to the family and friends of Jennifer Kristine Marriott Zachreson October 12 1972 April 27 2020.
Death notice for the town of: Salt Lake City, state: Utah