Obituary - Neva Jo (Richardson) Miller

In the loving memory of Neva Jo Miller, who left an indelible mark on the lives of those who knew her. She was born in Havre, Montana on June 24, 1951. She flew to Heaven from Arizona, April 19, 2024, after an extended illness. She embodied the essence of joy, radiating warmth and laughter wherever she went. With boundless energy and a zest for life, she danced through every moment, especially relishing the rhythm of life alongside her beloved husband at all the jams they attended. Dancing was one of Neva's delights and she and her husband, Leo, were many times the only couple on the dance floor.

Known affectionately as the "White Tornado," she swept through life with a passion for cleanliness and orderliness, unable to tolerate even a hint of disorder. Many members of her family were recipients of her fervor. She was a steadfast pillar of love and compassion, always putting others before herself.

Neva was a beautiful baby and received an award from Good Housekeeping for "Cutest Name of the Year." Her spirit was as free as the wind, and her resilience likened to that of an "iron" twig. Through every challenge, she stood tall, a testament to her unwavering strength and determination. She was always the first to offer help.

Family meant everything to her, and she leaves a legacy of love and devotion. Left are countless cherished memories of Leo, her grieving husband of 54 years. She leaves her cherished mother, Avis; three sisters, Nancy, Cathy and Peggy, and brother Steven. She leaves her two wonderful children, Brenda of Missoula, Montana, and Keith and his wife, Rachel ,of Gering Nebraska; three grandchildren, Bryce of Missoula, James, Alison, and one great-grandchild, Charley, all of Nebraska. Neva loved her kids and grandkids and never missed an opportunity to see them. She was especially proud of granddaughter Alison's athletic achievements.

Along with her love of family, she found joy in the simple pleasures of life, whether casting a line fishing or rolling strikes in the bowling alley as a member of her bowling league. She loved rainbows, snow on the mountains, Patsy Cline, beer, lobster, collecting frogs, (over 5,000) a good game of cards, daisies, and baby quail. Sometimes she delighted herself as the big winner at a card game.

Though she may have departed this world, her spirit will forever dance among us, a shining beacon of love, laughter, and unwavering strength. Heaven is all the better for taking her home!

She joins her two dads; stepmom, Shirley; sister Lisa, and two brothers, Wayne and Buffy. They will have already received her in Heaven with open arms. She hurts no more!