Blaine Marlin Poulsen passed away in Salem, Utah on June 27, 2019 at the age of ninety-nine. He was the third of 10 children born to Edgar and LaRetta (Jacobson) Poulsen. He lived in Liberty, Idaho until he went to school at Utah State.\nBlaine served as a missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints in the Southern States Mission in 1941 and '42 in South Carolina and Georgia. Later he joined the Navy until the end of World War II. It was during this time, while stationed at Wilby Island, Washington, that he met Leonora Jean Pratt. While he was on 'leave' they rode the train to Salt Lake City to be married in the L.D.S. temple.\n\nAfter the war, this happy couple started their family. They also started a nursery business in Idaho Falls called the Snake River Nursery. During this time, Blaine served in the bishopric in the Idaho Falls 1st Ward. They bought their first home in Shelly, Idaho. The family was growing. They needed more room so they bought a bigger home out of town. While there, Blaine served as bishop of the Shelly 1st Ward for four years. The growing family consisted of Mike, Hal, Dana, Lora Lee, Randy, Mark, Lyle, Troy, and James. Blaine records how they began to think about moving closer to B.Y.U. so the kids could attend school there.\n\nIn 1963, Blaine got a job with the Grounds Department at B.Y.U. and the family moved to Provo. In 1965 Heather was added to the family as the last of 10 children. According to the kids, 'Dad' always did a lot of the cooking and helping with the chores. Blaine went on to work at the B.Y.U. greenhouse for 19 years. During this time, he had a big part in the selection and placement of trees on campus, which was part of his legacy. Blaine also graduated from B.Y.U. in Ornamental Horticulture in 1969.\n\nIt was around 1975 when Jean made a wrong turn that became Blaine's greatest trial. She left the church and then left the family. Blaine (Dad) was heartbroken. It would be thirty years before she would come back into the family. He didn't collapse under the weight of his burden. He built another life. He married Mildred Sandvic. They later went to St. George where Blaine had many happy years hiking the red cliffs, attending the temple, fulfilling two church service missions, and being 'Grandpa' to his own and to Mildred's grandkids. When Mildred had to go into a care center, Blaine went with her. When she needed more intensive care, Blaine moved north to Salem, Utah to live with family there. (Blaine's eyes were failing from macular degeneration. He could no longer drive). As usual, he endeared himself to the neighbors, friends and family here.\n\nFor more than 25 years, the annual tradition of the Poulsen family at Christmastime was to make a trip to Mexico to spend a few weeks on the beach at La Monga, the fishermen's village. Blaine always bought 2 big pinatas filled with candy; one for the Mexican children and one for the little Poulsens. Further, in his typical fashion, he was the first one out of bed in the morning so he could get the fire started and begin the breakfast for a large family group. Forever the servant.\n\nAnd Blaine continued to serve. When he first came to Salem seventeen years ago, he was 'called' to bring a loaf of bread for the sacrament each week for the meeting. Without any lapses, he did this until his passing.\n\nBlaine got to travel to many places in his life (thanks to the generosity of the family). His favorite trip, which he reflected on often, was when he went to Israel with his son Mark and a grandson. Dad loved to 'walk' where Jesus walked. This typified his whole life; following in the footsteps of Jesus. His faith carried him through many hardships, including the early passing of 4 of the 19 children, and other loved ones who passed before their time.\n\nAnother part of Blaine's legacy is being an outstanding example for his posterity: 10 children, 61 grandchildren, 162 great grandchildren, and 3 great great grandchildren.\n\n\nIn lieu of flowers, please make a donation to the Missionary Fund in honor of Blaine's love of missionary work. Thank you.