Genevieve C. “Gen” Kidd Juneau Carley, age 92, of Pinecrest Medical Care Facility in Powers (Formerly of Cooks) died Thursday morning May 6, 2004 at the Pinecrest Medical Care Facility where she was a patient.
Genevieve was born March 28, 1912 in Escanaba, MI the daughter of Charles and Sarah (Webber) Kidd. She was raised in Escanaba and attended Holy Name School. She was united in marriage to William Juneau on August 15, 1936 and they made their residence in Nahma. William preceded her in death on January 7, 1976. Gen worked for Bay De Noc Lumber Company in Nahma and later for the American Playground Company. She also did cooking for Pine Haven Rest Home and various
restaurants in the area. She married Donald Carley on May 27, 1993 and he preceded her in death in January of 1996.
Genevieve was a former member of St. Andrews Catholic Church in Nahma and she loved to play cribbage and pick berries. She enjoyed spending time in the woods and liked to feed and watch birds. Family was important to Gen and she loved spending time with her family, especially her grandchildren.
Survivors include:
2 Sons:
Raymond (Debbie) Juneau of Iron Ridge, WI
Richard (Pat) Juneau of Gladstone
5 Daughters:
Margaret Bernitt of Farmington, MI
Mary (Willard) Clement of Fairgrove, MI
Jane (Dennis) Pomeroy of Fairgrove, MI
Karen (Lyle) Reid of Manistique, MI
Linda (Rick) Salo of Gladstone
1 Brother: Robert (Rose) Kidd of Escanaba
26 Grandchildren, 31 Great Grandchildren, numerous nieces, nephews, great nieces and nephews,
and cousins.
In addition to her parents and husband’s, William and Donald, she was preceded in death by 1 son James Kidd in October of 2003. 11 Brothers: James, Francis, William, Charles, John, Mike, Armourice, Armen, Philip, Robert, and Roach. 7 Sisters: Mary, Nellie, Ellen, Agnes, Charlet,
Bernice, and Ritta.
Visitation is scheduled for Sunday May 9, 2004 from 12:00 noon to 2:00 P.M. at the Skradski Funeral Home in Gladstone. Funeral services celebrating the life of Genevieve C. Carley will follow at 2:00 P.M. at the Skradski Funeral Home with Deacon Rod Groleau officiating.
Anonymous
Well Ma your in a better place. Thanks for all you did for Karen and I over the years. I will sure miss your smile and your laugh. You showed everone how to live life to the fullest and don’t sweat the small stuff. I will miss you always and remember all the fun we had, thats my perogative.
PUTTER
Manistique, MI
Many of my greatest times while growing up was the Sundays we spent at Aunt Gen’s in Nahma. Sundays would come, Dad would ask, “kids, wanna go to Nahma?” Man, we could not seem to get to the car fast enough. Dad never had to ask twice. In no time at all, we were all loaded up and on the road. Many a times picking up KFC on the way. When your a kid, a 30min drive seemed like an awfully long time. I can still here myself asking my Dad (Robert E Kidd) that typical phrase that all kids seem to ask when enroute to a specific destination, “Dad are we there yet?”
When you got to Mac’s Bar, we knew it was not too far away. Yet far enough. Then down the old winding Nahma road we would go and go and go. Then suddenly, it would appear. The bridge. We knew then that our destination was nearly insight, and only moments away until you reached the white house with the sunporch across the front. How many of those were in Nahma? But you have to remember, there was only one that belonged to Aunt Gen. And that was the one our sights was set upon. To us, there was no other.
Arriving there, Uncle Bill would be in the living room listening to the ball game on the radio. Aunt Gen could always be easily found sitting at the kitchen or dinning room table amongst kids and company. You could not ask for a better Hostess. What ever it was you needed or wanted. You could bet that Aunt Gen had it. If not, there was always “makeshifts”. It was her aim to please, especially the little ones. She and my father are very simular in this way. My Dad’s motto always has been, “when the kids are happy, the parents are happy.” But make no mistake about these two soft hearts. On the other end of the spectrum was the Kidd temper.
Aunt Gen and my Dad certainly had their expressive moments. I pitied anyone, when the two would join forces. There was no way that you were gonna win against them. If there were ever two individuals that were strong headed, it was my Aunt Gen and her brother Robert E Kidd. As my Dad often regards himself. Even the God of Thunder could not shake these two people from when they set their mind to hunt for bear. Not to mention what each could do on their own accord without the other.
I wonder if it was the German (maternal) or the Scotts-Irish (paternal) in them, that cause them to have the heart of gold, and yet, a temper that could nearly make the earth move? Dad has often said his father was strict and his mother was passive. You figure it out. In the words and song by Bob Hope, “Thanks For The Memories ” Aunt Gen! You will always remain dear to me, and live on in my heart. May you rest in pease.
Your Niece,
Jan C Kidd-Dahn (Robert E Kidd, now sole survivor of the Charles and Sarah (Webber) Kidd family.)
Escanaba, MI
We would like to extend our sincerest sympathy to the entire Juneau family in in the loss of their Mother. May GOD Bless You in your time of sorrow. May HE enlighten your heart in knowing that one day you will be together again in that Nahma in the sky. Thank you all for allowing us to sit among you in celebrating Gen’s life, as one! Our compliments to Skradski Funeral Home along with Deacon Rod Groleau for doing a wonderful job!
Love,
Uncle Bob & Aunt Rose Kidd, and Cousin Jan Kidd-Dahn.
Escanaba, MI
Aunt Gen, Thank you for all the good times we had in Nahma! To the Juneau family. I’m sorry for your loss. Even though my husband John and I could not stay long, under the circumstance, it was great to see you all again. Take care and God bless!
Love,
Cousin Judy (Samuelson Kidd) Lippens (daughter of Robert E & Rose M Kidd).
Ford River, MI
Gen, We sure had some good times in our day. The good times ended too soon. Lots of memories. I will miss you most.
As always, your brother Robert E Kidd
Escanaba, MI