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Sep 302011
 

Grace Cornia McKinnon, 81, beloved mother, grandmother, great-grandmother and friend, passed away on Saturday, Sept. 24, 2011. Funeral services will be held at 10 o’clock this morning (Sept. 30) at the Tempe South Stake Center, located at 1111 E. Knox Road in Tempe, a viewing beginning at 9 a.m. A short graveside memorial service will be held at 4 o’clock this afternoon at the Holbrook Cemetery.

Grace was born May 24, 1930, in Woodruff, Utah, to Osro Lewis Cornia and Fuchsia Fern Holbrook Cornia. She was the seventh of nine children.

She married the love of her life, Phill McKinnon, on Aug. 9, 1948. They were later sealed in the Mesa, Temple. Family was her world and she was so proud of her five children, Tana (Bill) DeSpain, Patti (Dave) Ashe, Dale McKinnon, Brigit (Cory) Gerrard and Holly (Jon) Evans; her 21 grandchildren; and her 37 great-grandchildren. Phill passed away on Oct. 6, 1990.

Grace was a lifelong member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints and served in many capacities, including Relief Society president, counselor in the Stake Relief Society, Young Women’s advisor and Primary teacher.

She enjoyed serving on the election board, volunteering at the county fair and spending countless hours serving those around her.

Grace had a very outgoing personality and was loved by all. She had a wonderful sense of humor and made lifelong friends everywhere she went. Her infectious laugh, her joy of life, her appreciation of every moment, her generosity and her limitless love will be missed.

She loved playing bridge with her friends, bowling in a league, driving fast, country western music, Glen Campbell, cooking for her family, the World Series, Muhammed Ali, scaring people, reading the Holbrook Tribune, getting the mail, walking fast, cooking for the hay men, horehound candy, dancing, her beloved Phill and all things family.

Grace was loved for many reasons, including because she never met a stranger, and for go-go boots, hair carefully wrapped in toilet paper, sewing the curtains to the carpet, “Keep your hand on your gun,” throwing air punches while watching boxing on television, whistling without her fingers, running to the telephone, “Who put fingerprints on my brass bed?”, best gravy maker, belly dancing in the den, coffee cake made with the coffee grounds, “Punch ‘em right in the nose!”

Her children will miss her because family was her world, and they will miss her wonderful sense of humor, her infectious laugh, her joy of life, her upbeat personality, her appreciation of every moment, her hard-working example, her generosity and her limitless love. They were so lucky to have her as their mother, and will miss her every day.