Donna Mae McClellan

Donna was a remarkable woman. She had a natural talent for producing a bountiful vegetable garden and an exceptional aptitude for nurturing the most beautiful flowers, specifically her roses. Donna was most notably known for the very best down-home, homemade, southern cooking - - and not just for her family, but for the largest gatherings to boot. Donna was a servant to others, and especially dear to her heart were all her grandchildren, whom she loved so very much, and was deeply proud of. Donna Mae McClellan, 85, of Laporte, Colorado, passed away peacefully at home and went to meet her Lord and Savior after a long battle of Alzheimer’s Disease on October 1, 2025. Donna was born in Raymondville, Missouri on September 24, 1940 to James David Connolly and Ruby Ethel Connolly (Sullivan). Donna had a multitude of fond memories of her parents and brother Dean, as well as numerous aunts, uncles and cousins since both parents combined had 22 siblings. She often spoke about how the family would work together with other neighboring families, particularly during the planting and harvesting months, and how she would be required to help prepare 2 separate table settings for the breakfast, lunch and dinner meals to feed the 2 shifts of the family crews. Now we know why it was nothing for her, along with her two dear sweet friends Bootsy and Elekta, to serve an army of over 200 people at Wednesday Night services at Immanuel Baptist Church. Donna, too, shared about the many times of getting up extra early to get a full day of chores completed before school, so that the family could leave immediately after school to drive to watch her younger brother Dean’s out-of-town high school football games, which she enthusiastically looked forward to all week long. Another time Donna shared when she and her brother Dean were playing with matches on the outside porch stoop, accidently started a fire, and subsequently go their britches tanned with a peach tree limb by their mother. She always said she hated peach trees - - and though it wasn’t a “fond” memory, it still always made her laugh. Donna attended grade school in Raymondville, went to middle school in Licking, and was a 1959 graduate from Houston High School in Houston, Missouri. Following graduation, she began lacing baseballs in Licking when Rawlings opened up two baseball factories. She was proud of her work and often physically showed us how she had to precisely laced the baseballs. No wonder decades later she had to have shoulder surgeries. During her time at the baseball factory, she met her best friend, Marie Weippert (Dettmar). They became kindred souls and eventually took a vacation together to Mexico, where they took in a Mexican Bull Fighting performance, which at that time was legal and considered the “golden age” of bull fighting. Though Donna eventually moved to Colorado, and Marie to New Mexico, they continued to keep in touch until Marie passed in 2019. Since both of Donna’s parents were from large families, they always spent the holidays with grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. On Thanksgiving of 1960, Donna met her soon-to-be husband and love of her life, Richard McClellan (fondly known as Dick). Dick was in the Army and stationed in Chicago at the time. One of his best friends that he graduated with from Hayden High School in Colorado, Tommy Fiske, was dating one of Donna’s cousins at the time, Nedria Sullivan. Dick happened to be invited to the Sullivan Thanksgiving dinner and of course was introduced to Donna. Hence the next stage of Donna’s story… and dating…begins. During the time they dated, Dick would hitchhike, (and sometimes even drive for those that picked him up) from Chicago to Raymondville, nearly 500 miles one way to visit Donna as much as he could on the weekends. Years later they would share with us, time and time again, about these weekend jaunts and the sorts of people Dick would meet during these travels. Wow… now that’s some devotion! It was inevitable that soon, Dick would propose to Donna and they would be married on September 3, 1961 in Raymondville. Immediately after Dick and Donna were married, they would be stationed in Ludwigsburg, Germany, which was part of the larger Stuttgart Military Community during the Cold War. Here they made a home for a short period in an Army housing facility where each floor had several apartments, but only one shared bathroom at the end of the hall. During this tour of duty, their first daughter, Sandra, was born in August, 1962. Eventually, in 1963, Dick and Donna left Germany and returned to the States, since Dick’s enlistment with the Army had ended. They found a home in Frankfurt, Missouri since Dick found employment close by in Hannibal, which was where Donna gave birth to their second daughter, Sara, in June of 1964. In 1965 Dick, Donna and the girls found their way to Colorado where a job was waiting for Dick. It was here in Fort Collins, Colorado they would pave the path for the rest of their lives. Donna took a job at Mr. Taco where she worked for a few years. She shared numerous (hilarious) stories of her boss, coworkers, college students, and drunks that would come into the restaurant. One time she said a patron, that obviously had more than enough to drink, came in and proceeded to pee all over the floor, tables and chairs. She shared that unfortunately those type of anomalies happened more often than not. In September of 1968, Donna left Mr. Taco and gave birth to her youngest daughter, Saneta. Shortly after moving to Fort Collins, Dick and Donna found a church home at Northside Baptist Church, which eventually became Calvary Baptist. It was here they attended for numerous years, where they helped their three daughters cultivate a relationship with Jesus, and where they formed long-lasting friendships with many families. Donna called those closest to her the “Five M’s” – McClellans, McFanns, Millers, Moneys and Morfords. For the next couple of decades these families spent time together not only at church, but they celebrated birthdays and holidays together, dined together, had BBQ’s and fish fries, and went on camping, fishing and hunting trips. Oh, the stories Donna would remember and tell repeatedly over the years - - especially the one when Joann Miller swore there was a bear outside of the tent wreaking havoc with trash cans and coolers. Donna and Joann quietly crept all 7 kids from the tent into the back of the Ford truck with a camper shell on it. That’s where all 9 stayed and slept all night, only to later discover it was actually just a dog that belonged to another camper down the way. They laughed about this adventure for years. Dick and Donna continued to foster and enjoy these friendships throughout the years. In 1973, Dick and Donna built a new home on about 3 acres and moved the family to Laporte. It was here that Donna helped to make a new home, tended to the horses, cows, chickens and dogs (and barn cats) that became a part of the family, forged new friendships with the neighbors, and helped raise their daughters while Dick was working for the Poudre Fire Authority. After a few years, they decided to build another new home across the field that would help them to expand by providing additional pasture and build a hay business, possibilities to help grow their animal family and opportunities for their daughters to participate in 4H, Arabian horse shows, and other livestock events. It was here that Donna was able to form and grow her milk customer base, plant, cultivate and harvest her well over-sized vegetable garden, grow and care for her beautiful lilac bushes, irises, hollyhocks, petunias, peonies, and most pridefully, her roses. Donna could take a weed and grow it into a beautiful bloom. She was a natural caretaker, and not just in her gardens. Donna was a servant… God’s servant. Donna served and cared for so many… both animals and people. She cared for not only her animals, but at times those that belonged to her neighbors. She provided childcare and love to dozens of children, some from broken homes. She cared for her “Senior Ladies” at Immanuel Baptist Church, whom she loved deeply, never missing a birthday in which she personally wrote special notes to. She cared for hundreds of members where she attended church by planning, preparing and serving hundreds of Wednesday Night Meals, Sunday Church dinners, and other church events. She served the youth wrestling community by planning, preparing and serving hundreds of meals to the wrestling officials, table help, coaches and workers that worked dozens of national wrestling events. She loved her wrestling officials and they loved her. We believe she may have even flirted a time or two. She served the youth in Larimer County by working at local and county 4H events. She served her neighbors by caring for and helping them whenever they needed her. She also cared for the ladies in her ceramic classics by preparing treats and giving trinkets to help them feel special. Donna served and cared for everyone! Above all… and what was most meaningful to her and those on the receiving end… she gave of herself and cared for and served her family. Donna loved, cared for and served her parents, husband, three daughters and their husbands, 9 grandchildren and their spouses, and 10 great-grandchildren. Through all the years, until she was no longer able, there was never a birthday, anniversary, birth of a grandchild, Christmas, Easter, Thanksgiving and other celebrations that she missed or did not acknowledge, send a card, made a phone call to or attend a gathering. All of the grandkids loved spending time with Grandma Mac and being doted over. They knew she would be present with them, and that they would get spoiled. Grandma Mac always cooked with them, did all kinds of activities with them and always came through when they came to her with a fundraiser. Donna had a playful spirit and was a great sport when it came to family members teasing or bantering her, especially her son-in-laws and grandchildren. They would grab or tickle her knees or chase and flick her with a kitchen towel, and grandma in return would chase them with the flyswatter. They would also tease her about her Missouri hillbilly vocabulary - - like the “oh hay is the new hay”, “I need to take some Ibadopin”, “my friend from Affaka”, “I need to go to Timath”, “I need to light the chimley”, or “You’unses need to get yur tales in gear”. The grandkids even made up and sang a special song to her about her arthritis called “Arthritis – Yur Darn Arthritis” that included something about WD-40. Donna’s love for family and others was more importantly shown through her cooking. She never attended a gathering or event without food in hand. At family gatherings, she was an unmatched host and it was always notable and said aloud again and again that “Mom cooks for an army.” Her cooking will be missed by many… and not just family, but by the hundreds of children at Vacation Bible Schools, people attending church functions, school dances and banquets, 4H activities, Poudre Fire Authority firefighters, and wrestling officials, coaches and workers. No one ever visited Donna’s house without being offered a cup of coffee and a treat. Donna was “the cook” and a darn good one! There will never be a pot roast, elk steak, mashed potatoes and gravy, canned green beans, burritos, enchiladas, blueberry dessert, cobbler, pumpkin pie, cherry pie, peach pie, apple pie, blackberry pie, lemon meringue pie, chocolate cream pie, banana nut bread, poppy seed bread, never fail cookies, and the sugar cookies she made with her grandchildren, that will taste the same as or as good as Donna’s. Donna was one of the hardest working and hardest loving women in existence and served all those she came in contact with in same way. Donna was a wife, daughter, sister, granddaughter, cousin, mother, aunt, grandmother, great grandmother, and friend to many. She was a child of God and He her Lord and Savior. We celebrate that she is with Jesus now and we look forward to the day we can be with her again. Donna, 85, was born on September 24, 1940 in Raymondville, Missouri. She passed away peacefully in her home in Laporte on October 1, 2025. She is preceded in death by her father (David Connolly), mother (Ruby Connolly – Sullivan), brother (Dean Connolly) and sister inlaws (Sue Connolly and Linda Trujillo). She is survived by her husband of 64 years, Richard (Dick) McClellan; daughters Sandra Legino (Andy), Sara Anderson (Kevin) and Saneta Gavette (Brion); grandchildren Geoffrey Anderson, Brittany Turnbull (Chris), Lindsey Ophaug (Casey), Gregory Anderson (Catie), Zachary Legino (Kylee), Tyler Gavette (McKenzie), Hayden Gavette, Toby Gavette and Evie Gavette; and great grandchildren Coy and Quade Turnbull; Cooper and Kacen Legino; Paxton, Hollynd and Irelyn Ophaug; Scarlett and Aviah Anderson; and Elijah Gavette. Donna’s passing has left a huge hole in our hearts, because our Wife, Momma, Grandma Mac and Gigi, cannot be duplicated. - Her care for others cannot be duplicated. - Her service to others cannot be duplicated. - Her cultivation of over-sized vegetable gardens cannot be duplicated. - Her nurturing of flowers, particularly her roses cannot be duplicated. - Her care for her “Senior Ladies” cannot be duplicated. - Her care for the small children she helped raise cannot be duplicated. - Her love of and service to her church cannot be duplicated. - Her cooking for “armies” and down-home southern cooking no place, no time, ever, absolutely cannot be duplicated. - Her love for her family, most preciously for her grandchildren and great grandchildren cannot be duplicated. - Her love for and service to Jesus cannot be duplicated. - And our love for Donna, wife, mother, grandmother, great grandmother cannot be duplicated. She will be missed. A celebration of Donna's life will take place on Saturday, November 1, 2025 at 5 pm at Revive Church, 4608 Rist Canyon Road, Laporte, CO 80535.

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Donna Mae McClellan

September 24, 1940 - October 1, 2025