In memory of
Betty Reed Danner Levoe passed away peacefully at her home north of Fort Bragg on Aug. 17, 2019, with folks who loved her by her side. Betty was happy in her final months to be at her home with her pups, Lainy and Baby. Betty was born in Forestville, California, to Arno and Nina Hicks on Aug. 29, 1929. She was one of two children. Most of her growing up years were in Mendocino on Evergreen Street. She did move, much to her dismay, her senior year and graduated from high school in Wisconsin. She returned to Mendocino in 1948, where she met and married William (Bill) Reed. Betty and Bill lived up Little Lake Road, east of Mendocino, having one daughter. Betty was a pioneer woman. Swinging a hammer, building fences, stretching barbed-wire, digging ditches, shoveling rock, whatever the ranch needed. She would raise a couple hogs, a steer, rabbits and chickens for food to put on the table, while Bill was a faller in the woods. Betty's father always got her a new hammer or wheelbarrow for those special occasions. He knew how "fluffy" she was. You could find Betty and Bill square dancing on Saturday nights at the old rustic hall in Russian Gulch State Park - although the hall was not so rustic in the 1950s and '60s. Betty sewed all of her beautiful square dance dresses, her big full petticoats, bloomers, and, of course, complete with the matching shirt for Bill. When her daughter was old enough to square dance, she also was adorned with hand-made creations. Although, Betty was an A-1 seamtress, her passion was her horses. She started with the taller breeds, thoroughbreds and the standardbreds. The standard-bred, known for their ability in harness racing, so of course, that's what they were trained to do. They would pull a two-wheeled surrey that Betty's dad, Arno, would design and make for her. Her horses were regimented and trained to drive first and foremost, before even wearing a saddle. She could be seen driving up and down Little Lake Road regularly. Betty moved on to the quarter horses and enjoyed showing them in Western pleasure events, gymkhana, cattle penning and trail rides. Betty was one of the original founders of Shoreline Riders Riding Club. Where the Shoreline Rodeo arena sits now on Simpson Lane, south of Fort Bragg, was once trees, scrub brush and rocks. Betty and Bill, along with other old-time names - the Valleys, the Gallianis, the Moores, the Felkins, the Smiths, the Mattuzios - were instrumental in the birth of a dream come true. Much hard work and sweat cover the ground and fences! Next time you attend a rodeo out there, give it a thought. Betty was secretary/treasurer of the Shoreline Riders for 19 years, donating endless hours for the good of the club. Betty also would blaze the trail, with saw, axe and machete for what would become famous, the Lowell Felkins Overnight Trailride that used to happened every July. Word has it, after decades, 2018 was its last year of this good time. Later years found Betty moving to north of Fort Bragg and marrying Leonard Levoe, who her daughter and son-in-law, Jim, introduced. It always made for a good laugh, mother and daughter sharing the same last name again. Strange as it is to some, Betty, Leonard, Bill and Bill's wife, Jan, were the best of friends. Oh the cribbage games and vodka collins that were their M.O. Betty worked for years in the Safeway bakery and was an avid bowler. Betty was preceded in death by Leonard, who passed in 2006, and Bill who passed in 1999. She is survived by her only daughter, Suzanne Reed Levoe; her granddaughter, Nikki Slade (husband Andrew Slade); her granddaughter, Kimi Levoe; and two great-grandkids, Abigail and Kaiden; and many Reed relatives in Arkansas who still refer to her as "Aunt Betty." A very emotional and heart-felt thanks to Betty's caregiving team. There just aren't enough words of gratitude for you who made it possible for Betty to stay in her home: Pat Rosin, Dawna Sallinen and Erik Scofield. These three went above and beyond. They loved and cared for Betty from their hearts. Peace and contentment to you, Betty, my Ma. Together again with your best friend, my dad, Bill Reed.
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