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Dale Marvin Irish

Born: 3/14/1957, Vernal, Utah
Death: 9/1/2018, Moab, Utah
Service: 09/07/2018, 12:00 pm, Grand Valley Cemetery
Interment: 09/07/2018, 1:00 pm, Grand Valley Cemetery

Dale M. Irish Jr, age 61, passed away on September 1, 2018. He was the oldest son of Dale M. Irish Sr. and Wilda (Swett) Irish, born on March 14, 1957 in Vernal, UT. Dale was preceded in death by his father, Dale Sr. and brother, DaRell Irish. He is survived by his mother (Wilda), his youngest brother (Dudley), his son (Kristopher) and his daughter (Oceanna). Two grandchildren made his grouchy façade melt away at their visits.

Dale lived most of his life in California but spent his remaining years in Moab, UT – living as a “hillbilly hippie”, as he liked to describe himself. He was an avid lover of photography, poetry, literature, cinema, music, soccer, the great outdoors, tie-dye, good food, and cracking jokes. Dale never liked to do the expected and so left this world unexpectedly and in full force, the way he lived his life. Dale laughed loudest and best at anything inappropriate, gazed often at the stars, learned what he wanted to learn, fixed what he wanted to fix, and loved who he wanted to love. His bear hugs will be sorely missed.

Dale will be cremated, which is as close as we can get to the Viking Funeral he requested. Some of his ashes will be spread in beautiful places. A small bit will be kept with family, so he has the chance to haunt them and pull pranks. Lastly, a portion will be buried at Moab Cemetery Friday, September 7, 2018 at 12:00pm. Don’t be late, as Dale was ever punctual, and brightly colored attire would be preferred. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to KZMU Community Radio.

P.S. He would have wanted Bob Dylan lyrics somewhere. So here they are: “Goodbye is too good a word, babe - So I just say fare thee well.”


When some friends of mine from high school passed unexpectedly in a car accident, my mother encouraged me to write a letter to their familes. With this letter of condolence, I honor both her spirit (which left in body some 15 years ago), and that of Dale’s. Dale was there as a friendly and honest part of my life at a time when I needed friends. I came to the Lazy lizard hostel as something of a musical drifter, broke and in need of a break... the hostel extended me the time I needed to pay them back for my room and board expenses during 2012, one of the roughedt and coldest winters of my life. Dale embodied great kindness to strangers like me. He had a warm and genuine tone of voice that I found comforting as a man who’d fallen on hard times in life. He picked me up with this beautiful sing-songy tone of voice often. It kept my spirits up during a winter where I endured an endless cold/flu, difficult housemates who often screamed at me, and a situation that I was thankful to be in because I had nowhere else to go, but struggled to get through until the sunshine came. It was one of the more confusing and darker times of my life. As the saying goes, you never know how much pain someone is in, so be kind. Dale was very kind to me, all the time, even when I was in a bad mood. He also played my recorded poetry and music on KZMU and shared the dreams of my art with the whole town of Moab. People would often come up to me in the street years after I moved out of the hostel and say, ‘Hey, Scott - I heard your poetry on Dale’s show and your new album too... Dale plays it all the time. And it’s really great stuff... didn’t even know you wrote poetry.’ Dale remembered me long after I left his daily life. He knew how polarized my life was drawn towards my art, and he respected and honorwd my dream to share my art with the town by sharing it for me. Even if I caught him at a bad time and might’ve said something sarcastic or crude that I wish I didn’t, he always had a way of turning me back to the postice side of thinking with a good joke, or by researching and confirming a political fact we were unsure of at a later time. He was not just a good man, he was a caring man who embodied the spirit of a hostel that saved me from living on the street and gave me a chance to get my life back together. So in some ways, he’s like a father figure to me, along with Scott and Bret Bentley. I’ll always love him for that... he didn’t have to be nice to me, when I wasn’t always moce to him because I was moody and immature, but he foind a way... I’ll love him forever for that. I really will. Sincerely
- Scott Ibex

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