Nancy A. Moran

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Nancy Ann Radford Moran


Nancy Moran, age 86, died at Meridian Retirement Community, in Englewood, Colorado, on Sunday, March 9, 2014.  She was born on September 12, 1927 in Fremont, Nebraska, to Denis and Julia Radford.  Nancy had two sisters: Marguerite (Sheridan), Frances (Dieringer), and one brother: Dennis Radford.  She was preceded in death by her husband and love of her life, R. Lauren (Bob) Moran.
Nancy’s story started in Omaha, Nebraska where she married and started her family. She eventually moved to Colorado in the late 1950s. She raised her eight children in and around Evergreen, Lakewood and Golden, Colorado. Her children include: Ann (Helmut), Kathy (Bird), Ed, Steve, Dennis and Bill Corrigan, Jim and Mike Ryan.
Nancy loved the outdoors. She spent as much time as possible in the mountains of Colorado and at Laguna Beach in California.  Nancy visited Laguna often and stayed for weeks or a month at a time right on the beach; relaxing and looking out over the ocean with a cocktail or wine in her hand. Life was good! Nancy was a free spirit, independent and quite adventurous. At the age of 50, she took up running and entered numerous races and acquired many medals. This included taking first place in a 5K Run in Laguna Beach and running in the New York City Marathon during her fabulous 60s.  
Nancy loved to laugh and had a great sense of humor. She was fond of get-togethers and parties with friends, family, and grandchildren.  She enjoyed traveling to places such as Hawaii, Ireland, Australia, and was full of adventure when she traveled to Paris on her own at the age of 70! She had a great time enjoying the French food and wine and doing a little shopping! During her working career in the late 1960s and early 1970s, she was the maître de at The Top of the Rockies in Denver.  She had so much fun meeting and greeting people through the years; this included many famous movie stars and sports figures.  In the 1970s Nancy worked at The Monkey Tree gift shop in Green Mountain.
Nancy touched many lives, especially those of her 15 grandchildren: Christine Baker-Hubbard, Michael Baker, Meghann and Eddie Corrigan, Sean and Conor Corrigan, Brendan, Ryan, and Tyler Bird, Addie and Emma Ryan, Tanner, Vaughn, and Kendall Ryan, and Ryan Corrigan.  Nancy was also blessed with two great grandchildren: Kara Hubbard and Nolan Slama.
Nancy loved life, but more importantly she had to experience life!  She was always “on the go” whether it was walking, hiking, running, biking, skiing or river rafting!  She cherished the family reunions during the summer in Frisco, Colorado at Cross Creek Condominiums. Nothing was better or more comforting than a large gathering of her children and grandchildren!  Nancy’s message was to “be happy and be kind to one another”.
The family is planning a Memorial in Frisco, Colorado, this summer in July or August at Cross Creek Condominiums.  A perfect setting to gather and celebrate Nancy’s life!  We will post updates once dates and times are confirmed.

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  1. Nothing can fully prepare us for the loss of a love one. It can leave us lost and heartbroken. But you may find comfort in the following: "He will wipe out every tear from their eyes, and death will be more". Note he will disappear death and not only that but gives us the hope to see those who have fallen asleep in death. "The Hour is coming in which all those in the memorial tombs will hear his voice and come out"(John 5:28,29). May this bring you hope and comfort, my sincere condolences.

  2. Dear Corrigan and Ryan adult children and families,

    I have many pleasant memories of Aunt Nan. She always welcomed me into her home, and called me regularly during my early adulthood when I was still reeling from the loss of my mother. I thought of her as my "cool" aunt because she was alway up to try something new and was always dressed for the occasion!  One of my earliest memories is in Omaha. I was probably about five.  She took Ann and I to see "Old Yeller" and when they shot Yeller I started crying and couldn't stop.  She held me and comforted me and managed to get me home, still crying, the whole time patient and caring.  Another memory was in Colorado.  I was a teen-ager and Nan took me to see a glacier.  Everyone else must have been in school.  We had a wonderful afternoon all alone and enjoyed an ice cream cone on the way back to her house.  I felt so special!  Then there was the time I pulled her water skiing on Lake Latoka when she was about 60. It was very important for her to accomplish this and she finally did get up! But, I was so excited for her that I forgot to take her picture and she wanted proof.  She was too tired to try again so I took a picture of her standing in the water on the skis.

    My deepest sympathy at the loss of your mother.

    With love,

    Cindy

  3. Dear Corrigan, Ryan and families,

    We were so sorry to hear about her passing. She was a fun, and beautiful person. Our deepest sympathies.

  4. Our deepest sympathy to the entire family. Nan was loved and will be missed.

    Sincerely,

    Tate, Erin, Kinsley and Halle Meier

  5. Please accept our heartfelt condolences on the loss of your loved one.  She will be missed.  

    Sincerely,

    Adam Meier and Paula Cespedes

  6. My Nana and I had a very special relationship that went far beyond what a typical grandmother and granddaughter share.  From a very young age I always enjoyed spending time with her.  I remember opting to coast down a green or easy blue ski run with her over the opportunity to ski with other family members down more challenging terrain just because I had so much fun with her and enjoyed chatting on the lift ride up the mountain.  I also remember spending weeks with her at the Laguna Beach in Spring and how she'd make me laugh all day long with her unknowingly comical commentaries on newspaper stories or people-watching observations. She was also very civic-minded: she kept on top of what was happening in politics and felt strongly about supporting causes that promoted equality–especially those related to women and class.  We also connected in this way and would sometimes attend political events together when national candidates would be in town.  I admired many of her traits including her spontaneity and free-spirit.  Back in the late 1980s she had a cassette tape in her car that played a song (over and over on repeat) called "Don't Worry Be Happy" by Bobby McFerrin and that song fit her personality well.  (I'm sure others surely remember this too if they took a ride with her back then!)  She loved all forms of art very much, especially visual fine arts and the theatre.  Some of my favorite shows are ones that she brought me to while I was in still in college–Chicago and The Producers.  She certainly passed her love of art on to me! There are no words that can describe how lucky I feel to have been part of her life and the sadness I feel over losing her to illness and her passing.  Thanks to everyone who has taken time to leave a message in remembrance of my Nana.

  7. My Nana was a wonderful person with many interests and passions, these extended from athletic activities to fine art, and of course family.  One of things I always felt amazement about being young and growing up with her, was visiting her and seeing the large upper hallway of her Amberwick town-home filled a plethora of family pictures and events that had taken place over a vast period of time. Of course these pictures were always being added to as events took place and time progressed. I always felt like I had a window into the past to look at my Nana and her kids (my aunt and uncles) and contrast that against present day and where life eventually takes people – such a fascinating hall of events that could bring smiles to many faces.

    The other aspect of Nana's hallways for me was her love of art. One of the featured artists in the hallway of hers was by a man named David Bromstead; a watercolor artist.  Over the years the collection would be added to and occasionally a new Bromstead would pop up under proper lighting, and Nana would have a story of how she corresponded with Mr. Bromstead on a painting she would like to have from him.  I loved looking at those pictures with their brilliant color work and scene play, and was a key part in my nourishment of art growing up.

    My Nana was just as vibrant, playfull, and full of passion as all of those watercolor paintings I had come to know growing up and she will be missed by me. I am thankful for my time with her and that my wife was able to meet her in Denver, in 2011 before we were married.

  8. One of the first memories I have of Nana was being told to never, under any circumstances, would I be allowed to call her grandma because it made her sound old.  I don't think Nana ever really got old, and I'm pretty sure the “Don't Call Me Grandma” rule was the only one she strictly enforced. When I was a kid, weekends with her consisted of hiking in the mountains, sometimes getting lost but in the best way one can get lost.  A hike would be followed by a trip to the movie rental store to pick up some flicks to watch while I ate ice cream. The next day we'd eat bacon-cheese-potatoes at Dick's Hickory Dock, always securing a seat by the river so we could throw bacon bits and cheese in to feed the fish.  I loved those weekends and will never forget them.  Even though she had her hands full with eight children and 15 grandchildren, Nana was always there.  Whether it was a soccer game, football game, choir concert or the plays we did in elementary school, she never missed a chance to support me and her other grandchildren.  

    She was the kind of Nana you had to keep up with and not one you had to wait patiently for.  When my family planned trips to Hawaii and Europe, needless to say, she wasn't going to miss out on that either.  For me, Nana will always be an example how to live life, and she will inspire me to never stop living it.  She embodies everything family, friendship, love and happiness stand for.  Through her example I learned that you should do whatever you want to do without paying mind to what others may think, and to always do everything with love and kindness and to always laugh!  I am lucky to have had her as my Nana and I will love and miss her always.

  9. You know, Kathy, the words that come to mind when describing your mom are adventurous and independent—no wonder she was our "hero"!  Be it taking a trip to California, or hoisting her bike on top of her car and heading out for a trail, she was always spontaneous and fun!  She was an important part of your family and will certainly be missed, but she had a great life and was respected and loved so much by family and friends—who could ask for more?

  10. Nana was one of my best friends.  Growing up, we spent many weekends together hiking around aspen groves and descending mountain sides that were sometimes too steep for comfort (Nana often chose to go off trail).  I remember several instances that we couldn't find a trail head so she would park the car and we would just bushwhack our way into the forest until we stumbled upon a trail; Nana always traveled along her own path in life as well.  

    Nana would always pause in the middle of our hikes, to close her eyes, let the sun shine on her and take a big deep breath of fresh air.  It was these simple things in life that she enjoyed and I remember to take these moments myself because of her.  She taught me to love nature and to this day I find much peace being in the great outdoors just as Nana did.

    As we drove around town on our many weekends together Nana would blast Bob Marley with all the windows rolled down; it was really just the song Dont Worry be Happy repeated 12 times on a CD but it never got old.  Nana was a true free spirit and she taught me the importance of being yourself and accepting anyone and everyone for who they were regardless of their background. Nana supported me through many of my endeavors growing up from sports, to choir, school ceremonies and grand parents days; I  was lucky to share these moments in my life with her.

    I will always remember the massive forts my cousins and I built in the basement of her condo during family gatherings; her dependable supply of oatmeal raisin cookies; and the fact that she never used her turn signal when in a turn lane "because everyone should already know that I am turning". Nana was an amazing grandmother and person, I am so grateful for the special bond I formed with her and I will love her always.


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