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Helen Dorene McNeely
Born: 4/1/1923, Salt Lake City, Utah
Death: 7/25/2015, Moab, Utah
Viewing: 07/31/2015, 10:00 am, Moab LDS Stake Center
Service: 07/31/2015, 11:00 am, Moab LDS Stake Center
Interment: 07/31/2015, 12:30 pm, Sunset Memorial Gardens Cemetery
Helen Dorene McNeely died at the age of 92 on July 25, 2015, peacefully in her home surrounded by her family. She was born April 1, 1923 in Salt Lake City to John Franklin Peterson and Bell Ion Dalton Peterson. She was a lifetime resident of Moab. She graduated in 1941 from Grand County High School and shortly after married the love of her life Waulstine “Mac” Elliot McNeely, on May 25, 1941. They have 4 children, Jerry (Kathy) McNeely, Nancy Wauline Denison, Roger McNeely and Brenda (Virgle) Ellis.
After getting married they moved for short periods of time looking for work spending time in Georgia working in the cotton and peanut farms and in Pennsylvania working in the ship yards. Later to find themselves back in Moab to raise their family.
Helen loved her family more than anything. Her greatest enjoyment was spending time with her grandchildren and her family. In her past time she loved gardening, her favorite part were the rose gardens. She also enjoyed watching westerns but, most of all the loved “The Duke”, John Wayne.
Helen is survived by her 4 children, 10 grandchildren, 27 great grandchildren, 11 great great grandchildren, a step brother and a half-sister. She is preceded in death by her husband and 2 grandsons Mike McNeely and Jay Denison.
Funeral Services and viewing will be held Friday, July 31, 2015. Viewing 10:00am, Service at 11:00am at the LDS Stake Center on Locust Lane.
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