Barbara Reynolds

Barbara Marie Rossiter Reynolds was the epitome of verve. Every atom of her body overflowed with life and love. She was the human equivalent of pink glitter. Feminine, fun, and a little coarse. Never in the history of humanity has a person been so capable of conveying such sass, kindness, humor, flirtation, support, and love with one look. She was a connoisseur of all things sugar, especially her cherry ice cream. There was no challenge too large for her to tackle, no person too far gone for her to love, no moment too serious to be taken seriously. She was a walking juxtaposition in all of the best ways. She was sassy but sweet. She was spiritual but a riot. She was tough but tender. She was with you in the trenches and on the beaches. She detested chocolate yet made the greatest chocolate chip cookies known to mankind. She was universally adored by people, and animals, from all walks of life. No one was immune to her charm and New York accent. Donned the loving nickname, Brooklyn Barb, one could often hear her say such terrific pieces of wisdom such as; “Tables are for glasses, not asses,” “If you dealt cards like that in Brooklyn, you’d be shot,” and, a personal favorite, “If you ever murder someone, make sure you use an icicle to do it. That way the weapon will melt.” She was a tough lady who had a tough life, but she never let it callous her. She was soft and warm and wise. She was purely authentic at all times and only asked you to be the same. She was a master chef, a talented knitter, a die hard Sinatra fan, and a true crime addict. This addiction was hereditary and has been passed to all of her female descendants. It is incurable. She loved Christ and served Him in every way she could. She loved her family and sacrificed constantly to provide life and love to them. You knew she loved you the more she teased you. You knew she loved you by the way she smiled at you. You knew she loved you. And we loved her too. We will miss her for the rest of our lives and look for her in every pie, every shade of pink, and every rerun of Murder, She Wrote.

Funeral services will be held on Saturday, November 14,2 026 at 2:00 pm at Jenkins-Soffe South Valley, 1007 W. South Jordan Parkway, South Jordan, Utah.

Barbara was previously married to Peter Sansevero, with whom she had her first child, Peter. In 1963, she married Robert Reynolds, and his daughter Cindie became part of the family. Barbara and Robert later welcomed two daughters, Robin and Kim, into the fold.

Barbara is survived by her four children, Peter Sansevero (Kim), Cindie Hoefflin, Robin Simmons, and Kim Mosman (Wynn); her 14 grandchildren, Erin, Beau, Sean, Gina, Megan, Clay, Ryne, Brooke, Kelly, Chad, Jake, Paige, Lizzie, and McKenzie; and her thirteen great-grandchildren, Kaliyani, Koa, Jude, Maleah, Lennon, Louie, Blue, Jaxson, Scout, Sunny, Emmitt, Reid, and Vinnie.

She was preceded in death by her beloved husband, Robert Reynolds.

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