Josephine Anne “Joanne” (Brown) Garrett

Garrett1Josephine JoAnne Garrett was born on April 30,1925 in Billings, Montana and passed way in Baker Nevada of natural causes on October 8, 2013.

JoAnne grew up on a dairy farm with two brothers and one sister, often walking into town to sell milk with her family. When she was 12, JoAnne lost her father and elder brother in a train accident. During her youth she was a skilled seamstress and saved for her education. After moving to California, JoAnne wed Donald Garrett in 1946 and graduated from the University of California at Los Angeles with a Bachelor of Arts in English Literature in 1950. JoAnne gave birth to 4 children, son Mark, in 1946, daughters Diane in 1949 and Carolyn in 1952 and David in 1964.

JoAnne lived in Claremont, California for many years, where she and her husband operated a chemical company, Garrett Research and Development and she headed the Planned Parenthood office.

JoAnne moved to Baker, Nevada in 1972 and married Jo Griggs.  They designed and built their exquisite house with materials from the land in the shadow of Mt Wheeler. Friends and guests knew her as a delightful hostess making elegant meals, and her house served as a gathering place for all rural/urban resistance to whatever foolishness faraway authorities had proposed.

In the last decade, as SNWA pursued its goal to acquire water to pipe to Las Vegas, JoAnne was a founding member of the Board of the Great Basin Water Network and spoke on countless occasions about the devastating effects that would follow if the project went forward.

JoAnne is predeceased by her sons; Mark Garrett and David Garrett.

She is survived by her sister, Bobbi Sissons of Yucaipa, California; brother, Donny Brown of Houston, Texas; daughters, Carolyn Garrett and Dianne Martin of White Pine County, Nevada; and grandchildren; Catherine Garrison, Garrett Bullock, Bodhi Garrett, Jason Garrett, and Travis Garrett and great-grandchildren; Kaleka Garrison, Alana Garrison, Tristan Garrison, Larissa Bullock, Beau Bullock and Vajra Garrett.

JoAnne steadfastly appreciated the inner beauty of her friends and the rugged beauty of her environment. Over the years she became a beloved fixture of the community and an extension of the landscape she inhabited. Losing JoAnne is like the fall of a Bristlecone.

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  1. Pam Bullock Brown says:

    Jo, so sorry to hear of your wife’s passing. So sorry I didn’t get to meet her, she must’ve been a wonderful person. Take care.

  2. Mel Alexander says:

    Hey Joe,

    We didn’t know Joanne had passed away until yesterday when I was doing an ancestral search on the internet. We just wanted to extend our greetings and best wishes to the most noble of friends anyone could ever wish for.

    I lost my job with the Forest Service in December 1983 and with received a disability retirement from the National Parks Service in Harpers Ferry, West Virginia in 1988. But still think about my most favorite times working with you in Baker, Nevada over ten year period. Along with the pleasure of sharing an our-of-doors meal with you, Joanne and
    Ted Navratal (who passed away in Sand Point, Idaho).

    Best wishes for the future,


  3. Kaleka Garrison says:

    My grandma was a spectacular woman. She was the kindest soul you will ever meet. I loved her so much. She used to read me stories of pinnochio and the secret garden. She used to show me the caves and take me to the park. We lived far from her at the time. She lived very close with nature. Like she was meant to be apart of it. She only listened to jazz and was never interested in television. She loved all the deer that came by and the hummingbirds. She loved the hummingbirds. Everyone loved her. She never cared for money. She was the most selfless person I’ve ever met. She only benefited from seeing others happy. She lived alone in her house with a black outside cat. I can’t remember his name. She loved that cat. It took care of the mice and bugs. When the cat died she was totally alone. That’s what tears me up inside. Ever since I taught her how to use a computer she would email me nature photos. I miss her and I would give anything to see her again. I just want to further spread the good word about her. She was an amazing woman and I’m sure that if you met her you would love her. Even if you didn’t like others. She would love you too.

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