Eunice Arleen Storm

Eunice Storm, 79, born November 6, 1946, passed into the arms of Jesus on January 6, 2026. Eunice was known for her fierce love of family, deep faith, and unwavering loyalty to the people she loved. She was a native of Pueblo, Colorado. She is survived by her loving husband, Fred Storm; her three children, Tim Storm, Charleen Crockett, and Jeff Storm; and her beloved grandchildren, Alexander, Savannah, and Cody. She was also the very proud great-grandma of Aria. Eunice was very fond of both of her daughters-in-law, Robin and Jana. Although she loved being a mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother, she also cherished being a loving aunt, cousin, sister-in-law, and niece.

Her “forever” love for Fred began when she was a sophomore at East High School in Pueblo. A giggly girl in cat-eye glasses captured the heart of a rebel boy, and after a couple of sock hops and a few breakups, their love eventually blossomed into a beautiful example of a Christ-centered marriage. Together, they kept their promise to love one another in health and in sickness, for richer or poorer, for more than sixty amazing years. Her love for her husband filled her heart, but her love for her children overflowed it.

A devoted and deeply caring mama bear, Eunice met the challenge of parenting with zeal, imagination, and remarkable patience. She could pull an all-nighter with a sick child and still show up the next day for another child’s game or concert. And her support was never quiet. She could often be heard from the stands yelling, “Go, babe, go!”

Seeing her children succeed brought her glowing pride, but knowing her children were followers of Jesus brought her peace. Eunice was vigilant about making sure her kids attended Sunday School every week—even when sleeping in seemed like the better option. And if we weren’t home, she still found a way.

On family camping trips with the trailer, skipping church was still not an option. Despite it being a poor substitute for actual church attendance, Eunice sat her kids in front of a small black-and-white television inside the trailer, hoping they would absorb something from the message from a truly terrible TV preacher. Though excruciatingly boring at the time, that effort eventually crystallized into the realization that Mom wasn’t torturing us—she was demonstrating what honoring the Sabbath meant and why it mattered in a Jesus-following life.

Being an extremely proud mama and grandma meant taking a lot of photos of her kids and grandkids doing just about anything. And because she wanted others to witness that pride, she displayed family photos on the living room walls showing the various stages of her family’s life. And not just a few photos… a lot of photos. So many, in fact, that the living room became lovingly known as “the photo altar” by family and friends. There were more pictures than wall space, and she was often asked when she planned to start hanging them from the ceiling.

Eunice was also a fierce friend and maintained lifelong friendships. It mattered deeply to her to attend Bible studies, Lunch Bunch, church, birthdays, and countless other gatherings—not just to be around friends, but to be with friends. Dinner table conversations often included updates and stories about the people she loved and the love she received in return.

Eunice was a busy homemaker, but she also worked outside the home and built an impressive résumé. After the birth of her first son, she worked as an office assistant at the Pueblo Army Depot, helping support the family while Fred was laid off from the CF&I Steel Mill. Over the years, she balanced the triple duty of being a wife, a mom, and a career woman. Her work included clerical roles, church administration, business ownership, serving as an Avon and Mary Kay representative, and working as a supervisor at Barnes & Noble.

On top of all that, Eunice gave generously of her time as a volunteer. As a young girl she was a member of Job’s Daughters. She was a Girl Scout leader, served on the PTA, helped at her kid’s school events, sang in the church choir, cooked at church dinners, member of PEO, and Christian Women’s Club. Together, Eunice and Fred spent several years teaching Sunday School and fourteen years serving as volunteer youth leaders at Wesley United Methodist Church—sharing the love of Christ with kids whose moms, like Eunice, made sure they didn’t miss church on Sundays.

Eunice had a creative mind and tried her hand at ceramics, crochet, and needlepoint. As a young girl, she snapped a Time Magazine–worthy photograph of visiting President John F. Kennedy, a copy of which now hangs in the Pueblo Public Library. Her talent as a seamstress shone in the wedding dresses she lovingly made for her first daughter-in-law and her daughter, as well as the many bridesmaids’ dresses she sewed for her children’s weddings. She was an avid reader of mystery novels and loved musicals like Fiddler on the Roof and The Sound of Music. Watching Fiddler was like comfort food mixed with melatonin—it played so often that she wore out four VHS tapes and two DVD copies.

Eunice was deeply blessed. She shared sixty years of marriage, raised three children, and watched all three graduate from high school and college. She witnessed her children marry, became a grandma and a great-grandma, and maintained lifelong friendships—some dating back to elementary age. She saw her grandchildren baptized, shared in Fred’s retirement, fulfilled a lifelong dream of visiting Ireland, and took memorable camping trips with her entire family. She even took a selfie with a wax museum Elvis, which still hangs on the refrigerator.

Throughout her life, Eunice welcomed countless family members, friends, and youth into her home for conversation and—more often than not—a meal. Through it all, she brought joy to many hearts, changed lives, and served others with love. Eunice was not perfect, but as Fred has randomly pointed out, she never had a single cavity. Imperfect, perhaps—but all be damned if she didn’t have perfect teeth her entire life.

Beyond those perfect teeth, Eunice leaves a legacy that will inspire generations to come—a legacy of commitment, love, friendship, courage, laughter, hope, service, creativity, and faith in Jesus. Beneath it all was immense strength, kindness, gentleness, and self-control. God blessed her with an extraordinary journey, which she used to bless so many others.

Mom always reminded us—her adult children—to text her when we got home and to remember that she loved us. As much as we wish we could receive one last text from her telling us she’s home, we stand confident in God’s promise that our mom is with Him—and that she is very much home.

Celebration of life, 10 a.m. Saturday, January 17, 2026, at Calvary Church, 5 Tulane. In lieu of flowers, please make a donation to your local Children’s Hospital in Eunice’s name. Online condolences at www.MontgomerySteward.com