Matthew Jason “Dinger” Bell, age 47 passed away Thursday, August 27, 2026 at the University of Utah Medical Center from a sudden illness. He was born March 16, 1979 in Salt Lake City, Utah to Robert Keith Bell and Billie Jean Gustin.
A full obituary with service information will follow once dates and times have been confirmed.
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Matt I was reading a comment from you just last week
Matt, I just talked to you the other day as you wish me a happy birthday
I am so sorry for your loss.
For Dinger love you cousin.
Matt to the paperwork. Dinger to everybody else,
and everybody else is who showed up.
Knew the feel of a good horse
the way some people know a voice.
Wanted one that worked.
Not pretty. Not papered. Worked.
That was the whole list.
Ropes coiled right, hung right,
and opinions about it.
Truck radio on the old stuff —
LeDoux, Marty Robbins, George Strait.
Music by men who meant it,
which is why he played it and not the rest.
Cold Budweiser at the end of the day.
Not the second one, not the fancy one — that one,
after the work, when the light went long.
He did things his way or not at all.
You could tell him he was wrong.
He’d listen the way a rock listens to rain,
then go on doing it his way,
and half the time his way was right.
That’s the part we don’t say enough:
he was hard to argue with
because he was hard to move,
and being hard to move
is how a man holds a place together.
Now there’s another empty saddle,
another horse with nobody on him.
You’ve made your last ride, cousin,
to that country up there
where the grass grows lush and green and stirrup high
and the water runs cool and clear and deep.
Welcome to heaven cowboy
Your entry fees are paid.
Written by Jenny Cerroni 8/30/2026
cousin hold my horse for me.
You always taught me to stand up for myself and not give a shit what anybody thought. We hadn’t talked for two years due to life and really wish we could’ve caught up. I love you brother and make sure they get you a beer and a smoke in heaven
I am so sorry for your loss.
Oh man another good one gone I am so sorry for your loss
Most people are gonna say something serious, but I can’t be serious or it makes me sad. I remember as a kid you where breaking an ugly black long nosed colt, and you put me on with ya and he went to bucking and that was the day I knew I loved animals that bucked. And I will say this even with you gone, your lime green boots were as ugly then as they are today! Gonna miss talking smack dinger, save me a spot on the chutes up there! Never good bye cowboy just see a later, I’ll play north to Alaska as loud as possible just for you
Our thoughts and prayers are with you at this difficult time.