Faye Pauneece Clancy was born March 18, 1937, and passed away June 18, 2014.
She was predeceased by her son, David Dion Clancy; granddaughter Lea Clancy; parents Emla and Grady Barnes; and siblings Voncil Shoffeit, Aline Talley, Glen Barnes and Landace Barnes Wayne Barnes.
She is survived by son Steve Clancy and wife Cyndi; daughters Kristi Carpenter and husband Stephen and Lisa Rush and husband Fred; daughter-in-law Karen Clancy; grandkids Lindsey Clancy, Lauren Clancy, Kaitlin Clancy, Trent Rush, Danielle Rush, Jaxon Carpenter and Jaidon Carpenter; great-grandson Kane Rose and many nieces and nephews.
Faye Clancy loved her kids and grandkids more than anything on earth. She also loved cooking for them. We definitely benefitted from her love of cooking. She grew up in East Texas then moved to the Dallas area around the early ‘50s. She lived in Mena, Ark., and Sulphur Springs for a few years with her daughter Kristi before moving to the Lake Ray Hubbard area in the late 1980s to the present. She had a big love for music — blasting her stereo to the tunes of Boston on her last day on this earth. We grew up listening to Tom Jones and Elvis Presley in the ‘60s, Van Halen, Heart and Journey in the ‘70s, Bob Seger, Fleetwood Mac, Stevie Ray Vaughn in the ‘80s and many, many other bands and music throughout our lives. She loved the Blues most of all. We enjoyed hearing all about Deep Ellum back in the ‘50s (where all of the musicians called her Maybelline) when you could hear the Blues pouring out onto the streets from the smoky, dim-lit clubs. She was a homemaker from the late ‘50s until the mid ‘70s. She worked for the Wall Street Journal and Lone Star Gas Co. for many years. Faye was known for her vibrant spirit and her young-at-heart exuberance. She loved God and relied on her faith to get her through some tough times. She was deeply connected to the Native American spirituality. She was very outspoken and didn’t mind telling you what she thought, good or bad — fiercely independent and stubborn as a mule. She loved animals and was kind to all living creatures whether it was a spider, gecko or tree-frog. Her compassionate spirit wanted to help make their lives better. She loved playing with her grandkids at her condo by the lake where she played in the sandbox and built bug houses and always had a jar full of buttercups that she picked with them. She was the best Mimi ever. Her spirit will always live on in all of us and our hearts will always ache for her physical existence here on earth. But we know she is free and at peace and is with her son Dion and her granddaughter Lea and many others she so truly loved and missed.
Goin’ up to the spirit in the sky
That’s where I’m gonna go when I die
When I die and they lay me to rest
Gonna go to the place that’s the best.
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Published on  July 10, 2014