A Tribute To Our Parents
Clarence George Killian
Brigid Fennell

Clarence George and Brigid (Fennell) Killian
Married  December 12, 1942, in London, England

Brigid Fennell was born December 18, 1919, in Quilty, County Clare, Ireland.
She died on Mother's Day, May 12, 2002, at the Prince George Regional Hospital.

Clarence George Killian was born September 14, 1919, at Colgate, Saskatchewan.
 He died on January 21, 2003, at Regina General Hospital in Saskatchewan.

They were laid to rest in the Prince George Cemetery, Prince George, B.C.

View The Never-Ending Waltz, dedicated to our parents.




Coslorga (Footprints)

Tá daoine a shiúlann inár saolta agus shiúlann amach astu go luath...
Tá daoine a fhanann ar feadh tamaill...
Agus fágann siad rianta a gcos ar ár gcroíthe...
Agus casann ár n-anamacha port nua go deo deo.

Some people come into our lives and quickly go...
Some people stay awhile...
And leave footprints on our hearts...
And we are never, ever the same

Brigid (Fennell) Killian
December 18, 1919 – May 12, 2002

Brigid Killian (nee Fennell) was born on December 18, 1919, in Quilty, County Clare, Ireland, the daughter of Michael John Fennell and Jane Cosgrove. On December 12, 1942, Brigid married Clarence George Killian at St. Augustine’s RC Church in London. 
God called Brigid home on May 12, 2002, leaving a large void in the hearts of her husband Clarence and children Brenda (Larry) Davis, Maureen (Don) Lillico, Karen (Bob) Snodgrass, Michael Killian, and Danny (Tammy) Killian. Brigid was the proud grandmother of Lance (Georgia), Clay, Daryl (Cindy), Robin, Chase, Coy, Terri (Kevin), Kerri-Anne (John), Sherri, Tammy (Isaac), Bridgette, Tyler, Candice, and Christopher, and the adoring great-grandmother of Amber, Colt, Tristan, Sterling, Terry, Casandra, Samantha, Melissa, Michelle, Michael, Eric, Siara, Sammy, and David. She leaves behind brothers and sisters in Ireland, John (Marion) Fennell, Steven Fennell, Agnes (Thomas) Heenue, Martin (Margaret) Fennell, and Sarah Fennell, as well as numerous nieces, nephews, cousins, and other loving family members in Ireland, England, and Canada. 
Brigid was predeceased by her parents, Michael Fennell and Jane Cosgrove, her step-mother Julia O’Halloran, sisters Mary Teresa (Patrick) Keane, Christina (Michael) McGealy, Jane  (John) O’Brien, brothers Michael (Annie) Fennell, Patrick Fennell, Thomas (Joan) Fennell, and grandsons Shane, Stacey, and Allan.
Funeral services for Brigid will be held on Frida
y 17, 2002, at Assman’s Funeral Chapel, 1908 Queensway, Prince George, at 2:00pm. She will be greatly missed.

Clarence George Killian
September 14, 1919 - January 21, 2003

Clarence George Killian, born  September 14, 1919, at Colgate,  Saskatchewan, son of Peter Henry Killian and Pearl Ethel Gwin, died at Regina General Hospital on January 21, 2003. 
Clarence was predeceased by his beloved wife Brigid (Fennell) on May 12, 2002, parents Peter and Pearl Killian, step-father Robert Flynn, sister Ethel Norberg, brothers Carman and Joseph Killian, and grandsons Shane Gammon and Stacey and Allan Snodgrass. He leaves to mourn five children, Brenda (Larry) Davis, Maureen (Don) Lillico, Karen (Bob) Snodgrass, Michael Killian, and Danny (Tammy) Killian, fourteen grandchildren, fourteen great-grandchildren, one sister, Dorothy
Jorgenson, and good friend Joan Cross, as well as numerous other family and friends. 
Cremation took place in Regina, and a graveside service will be held in Prince George in Spring 2003. 
Life brings tears, smiles, and memories; and although tears dry and smiles fade, memories live
forever. We are blessed with a lifetime of wonderful memories! (The loving family of Clarence Killian).

When somebody dies, a cloud turns into
An angel, and flies up to tell God
To put another flower on a pillow.
A bird gives the message back to the world,
And sings a silent prayer
That makes the rain cry.
People disappear,
But they never really go away.
The spirits up there
Put the sun to bed, 
Wake up grass,
And spin the earth in dizzy circles.
Sometimes you can see them dancing
In a cloud during the day-time,
When they’re supposed to be sleeping.
They paint the rainbows and also the sunsets
And make waves splash and tug at the tide.
They toss shooting stars
And listen to wishes.
And when they sing wind songs,
They whisper to us,
“Don’t miss me too much.
The view is nice and I’m doing just fine”.


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