Linda Louise Bevard
May 15, 1945 – February 21, 2026
Linda Louise Bevard, a daughter of the son of a pioneer, and a wonderful voice in song was born under a prairie sky in Denver, Colorado, to Margaret (Woodis) Bevard and WWII veteran George Bevard on May 15, 1945. Linda lived a life full of music, friends and family. She left us on February 21, 2026, surrounded by friends. Her deep love for music, words, calligraphy, art and nature shaped much of her life.
After graduating from Colorado State University in 1967 with a degree in English her sense of adventure kicked in, and she moved to Boston where she enjoyed the culture, folk music and liberal politics of the 1960’s. Her love of the Front Range brought her back to Boulder in 1970. She worked as a typesetter and was active in local theater. She also sang close harmony with two of her good friends and her sisters, a group which she named “The Daughters of The Sons of The Pioneers.”
Adventure called again in 1988. Linda moved to Australia where she lived in Hobart, Tasmania for a year. She contemplated emigration and traveled widely in Australia and Asia until the Front Range brought her back to Colorado once more. She settled in in Denver where she worked as an editor. She sang with the Columbine Chorale, declaring herself now a “world famous alto.” She also joined a book club, created word art with her antique printing press, and travelled around the United States and Europe.
In 2019 Linda moved to Niwot, Colorado. She joined the Longmont Chorale, and the Inkberry book club, and continued to travel even after being diagnosed with ovarian cancer in 2021. She especially enjoyed the annual Sand Hill Crane migration in Nebraska and month-long trips to England and Scotland with her core group of friends –the Boulder Family. She was a beloved Auntie to her friends’ children and will be greatly missed by the Boulder Family nieces and nephews.
Linda is survived by her sisters Ruth Ellen Bevard of Lafayette, Colorado and Patricia Jean Bevard (Victor Krag) of Mariposa, California, numerous cousins and many longtime friends. She was a beloved friend whose kindness, wit and warmth touched everyone who knew her. She, who was forever proud of her Colorado roots will be deeply missed and forever remembered.
Deep in my heart is a song. Here on the range I belong. Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds.
Linda Louise Bevard and I met while freshmen students at Colorado State University. She was a beautiful, kind, friendly and welcoming personality who demonstrated no fear, hesitation or shyness in talking with an African American young man with a somewhat thick southern drawl and obvious unfamiliarity with the environment in which he found himself. Linda once said some months later, after we had bumped into each other around the campus and become friends, that she was just as nervous during our first meeting as I but she did not want to seem small townish or drive me away. As time and years passed Linda and I met each others parents and she visited with my my folks on one or two of her trips to Louisiana while I was stationed overseas in Germany and in Viet Nam. Linda was a kind, gentle, friendly and adventurous woman with a welcoming loving spirit and she will certainly be missed.
In my view, the world is a lesser place without Linda Louise Bevard’ s presence. It was a long and sometimes challenging run Linda. I am
I couldn’t agree with you more. 😥
Linda was my friend when I first met her when my family moved to Fort Collins in 1960. We lived on the same block, Orchard Place. After graduation we went our separate ways of life but always kept our personal connection throughout all these years. While we accept our end of life years it’s still very difficult to hear of a friends passing. I value our friendship dear Linda.
You really wanted this funeral we talked about this we talked about the options I remember and I miss you so much I’ve missed you so much and now you’re gone. I’m sorry I didn’t get to talk to you for so long I feel like. You we’re such a light and a joy in my life. You will always be missed I love you Linda. Not very many had a vocabulary like you and I miss our banter
My handwriting sucked, and I was always a little flat when I sang, but Linda loved me anyway. I am grateful to have known her. Everything she did was beautiful.
Linda saw me with kind eyes and always made time for me when I was in Boulder. Together we had the deepest laughs over life’s’ travesties and where it slung us. We also shared a great appreciation for good cotton clothing , loose linens and comfortable shoes. My fondness memory however remains my trip to observe the Sand Hill Cranes through her eyes. She lived life on her terms and lived it well , accumulating great wealth & talent with humility. Sweet as pie she was , but nobodys fool. May you fly high in the Heavens . Now light the sky dear Linda Angel Wings .
Linda was a bright light!! I met her in Denver when she moved to Niwot. During the move she always made me laugh. She was smart, kind and just someone I enjoyed being around. Linda, I hope keeps shining even though she is no longer here on earth.
Linda lit up the room. My strongest memory of her is that Linda knew how to be happy, how to make herself happy, and how to share her happiness with others. It is what she wanted and how she wanted to live. She was just so darn tickled with life most of the time. We laughed and talked, and ruminated about ampersands.
We met when we were babies in book publishing, and that built a friendship that lasted for decades. We shared a love of type, especially Centaur, Arrighi, and books–everything about them. We loved paper and the way that words could drift like seaweed across a page.
We shared stories, and she gave me her rolling pin before she left for Tasmania. Yes, I still have it. I offered to give it back upon her return, but she refused. Lucky me!
Linda gave joy to the joyless–a remarkable gift from a remarkable human being. I will hold her in my heart forever. Love you ,Linda B.