Obituary for Maggie Tillman Clement
 

LpJanuary 30, 1993 – September 14, 2025

On Sunday, September 14, 2025, the world lost a bright light when Maggie Tillman Clement passed away.

How do you put into words the life of such a wonderful human being? You can’t—at least not fully—but you can try.

The first words Maggie ever spoke to me were: “Who are you, mister?” That was the beginning of a lifelong friendship.

From her undergraduate days, through selling asphalt products, to earning a master’s degree in the inaugural class at the University of Tennessee in Logistics & Supply Chain Management—all while working full-time at Leidos—Maggie was driven, accomplished, and humble. She held a top-secret security clearance and was deeply proud of her work, though she never bragged.

Maggie’s greatest “struggles” weren’t really struggles at all—unless you count the epic annual debates over her Christmas decorations. Every year, just after Wally’s October 30th birthday, she would begin the process: which theme, which ribbon, which paper, which color scheme?

This wasn’t a casual choice; it was a full-on production. You knew once the last trick-or-treater had left the porch, Christmas Maggie had officially taken over.

And then there was Ken—the gentleman of gentlemen. If you have a sister, daughter, or friend, you’d hope she could be lucky enough to have a Ken in her life. For eight years, he was Maggie’s steadfast partner and source of joy.

To her friends, Maggie was unforgettable. She had a quick wit and a playful streak—always ready to remind you when your sports team lost, and even quicker to take her lumps when hers did.

Tennessee men’s basketball still hasn’t won the big one, and Maggie would never let that be forgotten. Filling out March Madness brackets will never be the same without her commentary.

She also had strict standards when it came to fun. Maggie loved playing Singo, but don’t even think about sneaking a peek at your phone to get an advantage—she wouldn’t allow it. Integrity was key in her work, her studies, her job, and yes, even in her games.

Maggie had impeccable taste in music—whether it was Dave Matthews Band or the smooth sounds of ’70s and ’80s yacht rock. She was joyous, generous, and always present for her people.

She left her mark in ways both big and small. Driving past Anthropologie, hearing a favorite song, filling out a bracket in March, or spotting the perfect wrapping paper—you’ll think of her.

To know “the Magster” was to experience kindness, laughter, and unwavering friendship. Life will move forward, but it will never be the same.

On the evening of Monday, September 15th, when “Dancing with the Stars” came on—the show she lovingly called “Dancin’”—I realized my phone hadn’t lit up with her message reminding me to tune in.

And in that silence, her absence was felt all the more deeply.

Maggie will be forever missed, and forever loved.

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