Birth date: Apr 18, 1970 Death date: Oct 20, 2018
We are devastated to have lost our beloved husband, father, son, and friend; James Gerald Berg, 48. James left us far too soon on October 20th 2018. Born April 18th 1970 in Ogden, UT to Gloria Oman Berg and Gerald Ralph Berg. Jam Read Obituary
I was a classmate of James' in our Pathway online English class. I was saddened to learn of his passing. He always had the most interesting comments. My condolences to the family.
Viki Bean
Grace, Idaho
I always every Sunday would see Bro Berg siting with his primary class. All of the children in primary love h III m and he was such a faithful teacher. Such a great example of love and service to us all. I am greatful to have been a small part of his life!...Bro Becar
We send our sympathy and love to all the family, saddened at the passing of James. He will be missed by many. My memories of James go back many years; from tending him as a small child to attending his mission farewell, and later as an adult. He seemed to me a quiet man, but full of substance and high character. He returned with honor to his heavenly home. Our prayers and thoughts are with you all.
Merilyn Berg VanWeerd, Mike and family
My best memories of James go back to 1982 when I visited his family in Utah for the Summer. He was a really good friend and we had a lot of fun. He taught me how to shoot a gun and how to ride a dirt bike. It was the best Summer of my life and he is a big part of my memories of it. My sincerest condolences to the family.
I remember that James loved my sister, Rebekah and he loved his girls! He spoiled them! And he worked so hard to provide for them. He was a gentle giant. He had a sense of humor that many times caught me off guard. Thank you James for being such a wonderful father and husband! We sure are lucky to have you as part of our family.
Our deepest condolences. We are praying for you all. His death was a great loss to all. He was a good man.
Linda and Edna Suda
I'm a classmate of James from his Thursday night Gathering for our Pathway courses. Although we don't know many details of each other's lives, we are a pretty close group due to the opportunity we have to share our feelings about what we're learning in the scriptures and in our studies. We all knew James briefly over our last year together. Although he always sat by some of the more talkative ones, he was definitely the quiet one. When he spoke, he had our attention, since we knew he didn't ever talk just to talk. Each of us takes a turn to lead the group discussion. James took his turn late into the semester, probably dreading it daily! He had to teach a short lesson on a scripture study technique. He chose to discuss visualization- imagining what more is happening that is not being said by the author. We sat in stunned silence as he read in his deep voice describing a scene so real I can still see it in my mind. I remember sharing a look of incredulity with another classmate who was equally as moved. He had written a detailed account from Nephi's perspective about keeping the record on the plates. For the first time ever I realized that his wife and children were nearby. He mentioned the noise they made as he tried to work. As he finished his reading, our silence continued for a bit as we still were taking in what we had just experienced. I said, "That's what's going through your mind while you're sitting over there not saying anything?!" If I could have a copy of that to read again, it would be a treasure!
For someone so quiet, it was surprising that, a few times, he shared parts of his personal journey. We knew he knew the Savior's Atonement is real and he had been blessed by it.
To his family- I am so sorry for your loss. I can't imagine the void you feel. I hope that your knowledge of the Lord's plan for us will help ease your pain. I know that James is at peace now. He will now use that quiet, yet powerful voice to do the Lord's work on the other side.
I knew James most as the bass in our ward choir and I will never forget the sound of his deep tones coming from behind me as I have accompanied the choir from the piano. His soft eyes were always friendly in his quiet manner. I feel we have lost a great friend and ward choir member and he will be missed.
