In Loving Memory

Bonnie Joanne Vest-Thompson
November 21, 1946 — September 17, 2026
Bonnie Joanne Vest-Thompson, 79, of Cheyenne, Wyoming, was a beloved mother, grandmother, sister, and friend whose life was filled with love, laughter, compassion, generosity, and unwavering faith in God.
Bonnie had a heart unlike any other. She was a woman who genuinely cared about people and had a special gift for making others feel seen, valued, and loved. Her kindness and empathy extended to everyone she encountered, and she was always willing to lend a helping hand or give what she could to brighten anyone's day. Making people smile brought her joy, and she had a beautiful way of reminding others that even in difficult times, there was still room for laughter. One of the most unique and memorable parts of Bonnie's life was her profession as a clown. She dedicated herself to bringing laughter and happiness to others, using her humor and playful spirit to make people smile. For Bonnie, laughter was more than entertainment; it was a way to connect with people, lift spirits, and bring a little light into the world. She understood the power of a smile and the healing comfort that laughter can bring. Through her work as a clown, she shared a special gift with others, creating moments of happiness that would be remembered long after the laughter faded. But beyond the costume, the makeup, and the laughter was a woman with a heart full of love and a spirit of extraordinary strength. Bonnie faced many obstacles throughout her life, yet she continued to persevere. She was the epitome of resilience, meeting life's challenges with courage, determination and tenacity. Her faith in God remained a steadfast foundation, carrying her through difficult seasons and giving her strength when life tested her. She was a living example of perseverance, proving that even through hardship, a person can continue to love deeply, give generously, and bring joy to others. Above all else, Bonnie loved her family with every fiber of her being. Her children and grandchildren were among her greatest blessings, and the love she had for them was immeasurable. Her family was a central part of her heart and her life, and the memories they shared will remain treasured forever.
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Let Me Go
When I come to the end of the road, And the sun has set for me, I want no rites in a gloom-filled room, Why cry for a soul set free? Miss me a little, but not too long, And not with your head bowed low. Remember the love that we once shared, Miss me, but let me go. For this is a journey we all must take, And each must go alone. It's all a part of the Master's plan, A step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick of heart, Go to the friends we know, And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds. Miss me, but let me go.