
Born in Ogden in 1944, Brent grew up on Stratford corner during what he fondly called “the good old days,” when kids worked hard and played even harder. His childhood was filled with long days laboring in the fields and wild nights full of mischief with the boys. They may have stolen a watermelon or two (or many), and more than once outran the law—sometimes straight through someone’s house to make their getaway. It was a time of freedom, fun, and hard-earned life lessons.
In high school, Brent was a talented track runner—no doubt thanks to all that practice outrunning trouble. His grit and determination on the track were just the beginning of a lifelong work ethic that defined who he was. At 16 years old, he met Carol—the girl who would become the love of his life—and they have been joined at the hip ever since. They were sealed on July 9, 1965, in the Logan temple. Married for 60 years, their love story was one built on deep affection, shared laughter, a little teasing, and a whole lot of teamwork. They raised four children and he silently took pride in every one of their accomplishments—and in their spouses, too (though he always joked he was available to “train” his daughters-in-law to be good wives, just like he claimed to have trained his beloved wife).
He retired from Utah Power and Light with over 35 years of service. To his coworkers and lifetime friends, he was known as George.
Brent was a constant in the lives of his grandchildren, especially at their sporting events, where he could always be found on the sidelines and in his garage, where many life lessons were taught. His sense of humor was legendary, especially when it came to teasing those he loved—pregnant women, in particular, whom he famously called “Shamu.”
He shared a special bond with his brother and sisters, and their trips over the years were filled with laughter, memories, and stories that became instant classics.
Brent was a gifted gardener who took great pride in his yard, generously sharing the fruits—and vegetables—of his labor with friends, neighbors, and anyone in need. His garden wasn’t just something he nurtured; it was something he gave. That same spirit of giving extended to his many church callings, where he served with devotion and grew to deeply love those he served. At the heart of it all was his deep love for his Savior, which guided everything he did and inspired the way he lived.
Brent leaves behind a legacy of generosity, faith, humor, and unwavering love. He will be deeply missed by his wife, Carol; his children Lori (Gary) Calvert, Ryan (Carey) Stratford, Darin (Emily) Stratford, Joel (Molly) Stratford: his 16 grandchildren; 7 great grandchildren and two on the way; his beloved siblings; and all those who were lucky enough to be teased, loved, or gifted a tomato from his garden. https://www.myers-mortuary.com/obituaries/brent-stratford-2025
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Dan Gibson
Brent Stratford.
I have been friends with Brent since we were in primary and kindergarten. We grew up together in Wilson Lane. We had 10 or 14 boys close to our age who got along well and did lots of things together. Playing, sports, hunting, fishing, camping, Boy Scouts, and of course, school, and later dating. We were together as a group so often that we got tagged with the nickname Wilson boys. Like, “Here come those Wilson boys” or sometimes “Those----Wilson boys”. Brent was always up for any adventure, and he had a fun and friendly personality.
After we both got married, we stayed in contact and remained good friends. Over the years, we have had many great times and lots of fun activities. I will miss him.
Dan Gibson