Sally Ruth Tennant Clark

Birth date: Apr 21, 1943 Death date: Jul 17, 2019

Sally Ruth Tennant Clark 4/21/1943 – 7/17/2019 Sally Ruth Tennant Clark quietly passed away on July 17, 2019 surrounded by family. Sally’s courageous and determined life of 76 years was nothing short of a “miracle.” Born to Ruth Read Obituary

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Tappia Freed Infanger

333w ago

Sister Sally Clark was a great mom! There were lots of times when Sarah would come over to our house to get in some girl-time and then would just run home—all alone—at midnight! When Sally found out, she started driving Sarah over and then would sit in our driveway and take a nap until Sarah was ready to go home just to make sure she was safe :). I’ll also never forget driving with them to Manti when we were in the pageant and singing Shania Twain songs the whole way. Charles made us turn off the song, “Who’s Bed Have Your Boots Been Under” because he said it was inappropriate for 15 yr. olds. It totally was!!! Haha! We had a lot of good times and loved your parents and family so much!

Marilyn Allred

333w ago

She was a person that everyone in our heart support group admire. She was always happy. When I first met her I knew she was a special person. When I got my Lvad and I saw her that she was on her 2 or 3rd year out. I thought if she could do this I can too. I will miss her but I know she is in a happier place.

Helen Cummings

333w ago

We held a Tennant family reunion years ago in the nearby mountains and camped in tents. After a hike together, I was resting on a bench. Sally, eleven years my senior, a seasoned family camper, seven kids more experienced and battle-worn, and survivor of multiple heart surgeries, brought over from the fire a pan of water and a small towel. She knelt on the hard, dusty ground and proceed to take off my walking shoes and socks and to gently wash my feet in the carefully prepared warm water.

I was so stunned! I asked why she, after hiking herself, would choose to do this … for me! She talked, as she massaged my feet, of how much she enjoyed such treatment and then ignored my offers to serve her as kindly. She was determined; my protests and offers went unheeded. She just continued to happily, kindly, magnificently wash my feet.

Still today, every time I think of that loving lowly service, so indicative of Sally’s inner heart, I weep. Inside my head and heart, then and now, the protests of Peter were mine, “Thou needest not to wash my feet.” (JST John 13:8-10)

I had an inkling of Peter’s mixture of uncomfortable stun and immense overcome for such undeserved service, honor and love.

Sally, you helped me visualize the Savior that day. You have kindly served me and loved me on earth as He kindly and mercifully does from Heaven. I love you. ---Helen

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