Shannon Dee Wright peacefully left the earth at her home in Huntington, Utah, on March 18, 2025, surrounded by her family.
Shannon is survived by her husband of 57 years, Michael W. Wright and her pride and joy, her children; Bart (Anne), Kade (Lisa), Brody (Beth), Tycie, Kove (Megan). She cherished each and everyone of her grandchildren and great grandchildren: River, Caleb, Lanie (Ryan), Evan, George, Stuart, Osias, Colter (Paige), Avery, Heston, Kase, Trista, Hallie, Lilly, Kylie (Jordan), Cooper, Harper, Hayden (Melody), and Sutton.
Shannon forged a 77-year trail of laughter, authenticity, loyalty, and wisdom. Born on October 11, 1947, with a spark in her eye and a fierce determination to James Ward and Grace (Smith) Wright. Shannon became the 5th child of 7 children. She joined five brothers, Dee, Don, Dale, Sam, Kelly Joe, and a sister, NaVee. Shannon was a handful in the best possible way. Those who knew her will fondly remember her as a whirlwind of energy wrapped in a petite package.
Shannon’s childhood in Coalville, Utah, and visits to the ranch laid the foundation for her enduring love of animals. She spent her early days playing with frogs and kittens instead of dolls and has always had an uncommon animal friend throughout her life. She treasured every moment she found to ride her favorite horses Chico, Daisy and Spud. She talked often about the unparalleled joy and sense of freedom she gained when riding.
She graduated from North Summit High School. Shortly after, she married Michael W. Wright. They shared a love for the outdoors and spent many days hunting, fishing, riding, and raising good dogs together. They started their family in Coalville. They raised four lively boys, Bart, Kade, Brody, and Kove, and one cherished daughter, Tycie. Her children became her world. Her home was a vibrant hub of laughter and activity, often overflowing with extra kids. Her unique terms of endearment echoed through the air, as she kicked them out of the house. Leaving a lasting impression on every child who heard them. She was a dear friend to many of her nieces and nephews and kept the family informed about everyone’s lives. Many family and friends were fortunate to have long, enjoyable phone conversations with Shannon while her kids ducked under the tightly stretched phone cord for hours on end.
In 1985, the Wright family made their way to Wyoming. Wyoming was the perfect place for her adventurous spirit, expressed through countless hikes, outdoor explorations, and fishing with her children. These outings often turned into epic quests, armed with a gallon of water and some “snackers”. Each trail revealed hidden treasures of rocks, rocks, and more rocks, along with other unique finds that were laboriously dragged home, making for grand memorabilia of their excursions.
She instilled in her children how to laugh at life, work hard, how to play hard, and her love of dancing and good music. She enjoyed non-fiction books and never stopped educating herself and studying her world. She had a creative nature and learned many crafts and artistic skills. She planted trees wherever she called home, and her flower gardens were filled with an amazing variety of blossoms, including herbal plants and remedies.
Later, in 2000, she and Mike moved to Huntington, Utah, where she remained until her passing.
Friends and family will reminisce about her fiercely opinionated nature; Shannon was known to engage in passionate debates about any subject; her arguments could have rivaled the most epic battles. She was an ardent defender of what she believed in.
Her legacy will live on through her unyielding spirit, her love for her family, her passion for all creatures, and the countless stories shared among friends and family, each punctuated with a hysterical laugh and perhaps a shake of the head.
She passed away just as she lived: fiercely and unapologetically, crafting her own rules. So, in true Shannon fashion, instead of a somber farewell, we’ll be throwing a joyous celebration of her vibrant life when the sun shines a little brighter. She always believed in the magic of a beautiful day.
In honor of Shannon, let’s remember to embrace our fiery sides and indulge in the beauty of nature. She would want us to look for her in the evening sunset, among the earliest spring wildflowers, bluebells, and begonias. Think of her when you see a hummingbird and know she will be there in one form or another. She would not want us to cry because she was gone; instead, she would want us to be happy she was here. Now, she is dancing and riding her horse, probably barefoot.
Arrangements entrusted to Mitchell Funeral Home of Huntington, Utah where friends are encouraged to share memories of Shannon online at www.mitchellfuneralhome.net