Obituary
Mary Alene Kanitz, Passed away peacefully August 18, 2020 at Hope Hospice Cape Coral, FL. Mary’s daughter, Peggy and grand-daughters Katelyn & Kiley were by her side when the Lord Called her Home. Born August 17, 1936 in Tazewell TN. to the late James E. Poore and Gladys V (Thomas) Poore.
Alene was a talker and never knew a stranger. She had a witty personality and loved to laugh. Her bubbly southern charm left an lasting impression with those she met. She was a kind, honest hardworking woman with a big loving heart. Alene loved Babies and enjoyed nature. She had a green thumb and enjoyed gardening . She grew beautiful flowers to plentiful yields of fruits and vegetables. Alene enjoyed canning, cooking and baking. Her Southern trait of serving food she prepared, brought her much pleasure. Feeding everyone even if they weren’t hungry with leftovers to go. She enjoyed fishing, travel, and visiting with family and friends. Alene made her home in Milan MI. with her late husband (Bill) William A. Kanitz. They traveled the US for many years in their RV. Later to become snowbirds in FL. Survived by her daughters Yvonne Maiden and Peggy Maiden-Billock, Grandson Michael Remnant, and Great granddaughters Katelyn and Kiley Remnant. Proceeded by death her Grandson (Joe) Joseph Volpi, a son Gary Maiden and her brother Clarence (Jerry) Poore. A Celebration of her life will be held at her home in Milan, MI at 2:00 PM on November 19,2020
the parting to be sweet .
Let it not be death but
completeness .
Let love melt into memory and
pain into songs .
Let the flight through the sky end
in the folding of wings over
the nest .
Let the last touch of your hands
be gentle like the flower of the
night .
Stand still, O Beautiful End, for a
moment, and say your last words
in silence .
I bow to you and hold up my
lamp to light your way .
-Rabindranath Tagore
Love you Mom . Holding you always in my heart .
Yvonne Marks Maiden
Peace, my heart, let the time for
the parting to be sweet .
Let it not be death but
completeness .
Let love melt into memory and
pain into songs .
Let the flight through the sky end
in the folding of wings over
the nest .
Let the last touch of your hands
be gentle like the flower of the
night .
Stand still, O Beautiful End, for a
moment, and say your last words
in silence .
I bow to you and hold up my
lamp to light your way .
-Rabindranath Tagore
Love you Mom .
Holding you always in my heart .
Yvonne Marks Maiden