Clar Shaw

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August 19, 1954 - Dec. 17, 2013


Clare Shaw, a devoted Carson City Letter Carrier since 1995, lost her nine-month struggle with cancer on December 17, 2013 at the age 59. She was 244 days short of her 60th birthday and her well-deserved retirement. She will be deeply missed and remembered for her joy, compassion, and inspiration to others fortunate to have known her.Clare was born in Ft. Worth, Texas on August 19, 1954, the youngest of three wonderful children born to Roberta and Fredrick G. Disney. her father, brother, sister, and many fine family members and friends throughout the United States survive Clare. James Shaw, Clare’s friend of 40 years and husband of 29 years survives her in the Carson City area. She graduated from Ft. Worth’s Arlington Heights High School in 1972 and the University of Texas-Austin in 1977. Her 1978 to 1984 career involved fashion design and manufacturing in the Dallas- Ft. Worth, Texas area.She returned to Austin in 1985 and worked for the University of Texas Engineering Department Dean’s Office through October 1986. Fortunately, Clare found and enjoyed her true calling as a City Letter Carrier within the “Austin, Texas City Limits” from 1986 through 1994. She Transferred to the Carson City Post Office in 1995 and served through her 2013 passing. The transfer fulfilled a life-long-dream of living in the high country. In essence, Clare was an early world traveler with the assistance of her parents and husband Jim. She loved Nevada the most with it’s Sierra Nevada Mountains, weather, the people she served in Carson City, and her present and past co-workers of the Carson City Post Office.

Finally, Clare was a very quite and private person. She will be cremated per her instructions with no funeral services, donations, etc. Clare was very grateful to the medical personnel who provided her with assistance for many years, those last precious months in particular. Multiple interments will occur among the places she cherished. As Shakespeare wrote, “...we have seen the passing the likes of which we shall not see again.”