Ben Bishop
Reading Travis’s obituary brought back a lot of memories. Once, while I was working at Provo City Utilities, he came in to pay his bill. We hadn’t seen each other for a few years, but he flashed his big smile, shook my hand, and asked about my family. Then he showed me photos of his daughter. He was so proud of her, and excited to show her off. His zest for life was magnetic. RIP, cousin. Keep the party going until we meet again!

