Carson Craig Mooney, age 18, compassionate brother, quiet hero, gentle giant, fire-filled musician, barefoot braveheart, and fiercely loyal friend, left this life behind on August 7, 2016. His death followed a week long battle with accident-induced brain trauma, fueled by the tender rapture of countless loved ones. He leaves behind his mother Tracy, his father Charles (Chick), four brothers: Cade, Cole, Chaz and Creed, two sisters: Chandler and Catherine, grandparents: Ray & Lexiane Hutchinson, Mike and Mary Ann Mooney, great-grandmother Evelyn Carson Weyand and many aunts, uncles, cousins, “adopted family” members, and friends.
Carson was born in Salt Lake City, Utah on January 30th, 1998. From the moment they brought him home from the hospital he lit up the lives of his family with a contagious smile, deep brown eyes, and a heart that could overfill any room. As a young boy, his passion often came through vocal bouts, and temper tantrums; but as he grew, he directed his fire towards art, expression, and love. He enjoyed telling his mom no, and would very rarely pass up the chance to argue with her or any one of his six bull-headed siblings.
Carson was a free spirit. His active brain liked structured scholarship about as much as he liked any other sort of conformity -- not. in. the. slightest. He went barefoot nearly everywhere, and only kept an old pair of black Vans in his car in case he encountered a strict “no shirt, no shoes, no service” policy. He took fashion cues from no one, and pointedly sported long, curly hair, patched snapback hats, and a pair of refurbished horn-rimmed glasses that previously belonged to his late great-grandfather, Clifford Merrell.
Carson is remembered by those that loved him as selfless, accepting and real - a true friend to all. He taught us to love everyone unconditionally through his service and patient example. He was a calming influence on anyone in his vicinity -- no matter the circumstance, no matter the time. He was the one that stopped to give a homeless man his sandwich, or to help a stranger change a tire. His dad, Chick, eventually stopped asking, “what would Jesus do,” and more often than not asked himself, “what would Carson do.”
Beyond loving others, he taught us to accept ourselves, and to feel what it means to be alive through music. The happiest grins and most joyous shouts were often emitted on stage or in a crowd surrounded by people that expressed themselves as he did -- through sound. He was constantly playing an instrument, or typing up new lyrics on his phone.
Carson was strong, true, and perfectly loving. Carson was everything you could ever want in a son, brother, bass player, artist, neighbor, hero, or friend. His life may have been short, but the impact he made will last forever.
Funeral services will be held to celebrate his life on Wednesday, August 10, 2016 at 1:00pm in the Stone Gate Event Center, 886 W 2600 N, Pleasant Grove. A viewing will be held Tuesday from 6-8pm in the Anderson & Sons Lone Peak Chapel, 6141 West 11000 North, Highland and Wednesday at Stone Gate from 11:45am -12:45pm. Burial will be in Pleasant Grove Cemetery. Please share a memory at andersonmortuary.com, or on the Facebook Page: Barefoot for Carson. If you have photos of Carson you’d like to share, please send them to firstname.lastname@example.org.
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Highland, UT 84003