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Lily Clara McClish
Born: 9/23/2003, Arlee, Montana
Death: 1/26/2017, Moab, Utah
Service: 01/31/2017, 4:00 pm, Grand Center
Lily Clara McClish passed away on Thursday, January 26, 2017 in Moab, Utah. She was thirteen years old. Lily was born in Arlee, Montana on September 23, 2003. From a very young age, Lily had an unbounded love for animals. She raised chickens, cows, pigs, and goats. And adored her horses and pet rats. Lily was fearless on a horse, earning her the much-deserved nickname “Wild Lily.” Her smile was infectious and her laughter resonant. Lily recently received the “Student of the Month” award from Moab Middle School for tolerance, which was a very important value that Lily didn’t see enough of in the world.
Lily is survived by her mother Molly McClish; her father Tye McClish; her brother Rowan Antonuccio; her grandparents Sherry Mathson, Jim Mathson and Johnnie Sue Hutchison, Stuart Evers, Helen Antonuccio, Bonnie Corrado, Sondra and Dale Spradlin, and Roger Stevenson; her aunts and uncles Jen Evers, J.R. and Britni Mathson, Justin Mathson, and Stephanie Pierce; and her extended family Marc Antonuccio and Amanda Domenick.
A memorial service for Lily will be held at the Grand Center in Moab, Utah on Tuesday, January 31, 2017 at 4:00 p.m.
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