Kimberly Dawn Kane

As far as I know, my sister never won any awards for cleanest house or attention to polished personal appearance. She wasn't president of a club, wasn't heralded in the newspaper, didn't collect graduate degrees, didn't travel much. By the measures of the world, there wasn't really much to measure. But by the yardstick of what makes life worth living, Kimmy was off the charts.
She loved her husband, John, deeply and completely even though he'd be the first to admit he wasn't always an angel to live with. And John, no one ever questioned how deeply and completely you loved her back. Jonathan and Shawyn, you were the gift of her life, the gift of your parents' love for each other. Even when she talked to you like you were toddlers after you were well into your twenties and thirties, you knew she loved you fiercelyand you loved her right back. You guys are nutsyou have way too many cats, you keep crazy hours, and you let your cousins from California shoot off fireworks in the middle of your street (that was us)but the love in your family is real and rare and I know Kim was at the heart of it. And she always will be.
Maybe only true dog lovers will understand thisand I hope it doesn't sound awfulbut Kim was the kind of person you could love like a loyal golden retriever. You knew she'd never think to judge you, that she would accept whatever you had to give of your time and love, that she'd do anything if it might make you happy, and that she'd always think of you as your absolute best selfin good light.
I know that was true for me and I think many people felt that easiness of being with her, knowing that she'd always be quick to laugh with you but she would never laugh at you and she'd always be listening for how she could connect with you.
In the years we shared a room with that horrible laugh-in flower power wallpaper with matching bedspreads (Mom, what were you thinking?), I played way too much canasta with her, watched in wonder as she licked us all in Simon, lived through some painful hours of listening to her learn clarinet, and heard her say countless times on a weekend morning at 11:30, Can't I just sleep late for once?
She was never driven but she always showed up and she was always, always loyal and sweetand to borrow a phrase from my sister Teri, Kim was always content with whatever life handed her. We could all do well to take her lead on that. She lived an authentic life, she had a heart of gold, and I will miss her.
Kimmy, breathe easy and walk tall with the knees of your youth. Rest in peace and know that you have left the mark of your love all over this earth. We love you.

I have no words for your loss of such a beautiful soul as Kim's.In moments like this words seem so feeble .Life is the greatest gift yet love of a loved one is never forgotten. My deepest condolences to her Loved ones,family and Friends .
Kim's friendship in high school is something I will always treasure............

Rosie Rivas Rowell ( Lake City,MI)

My deepest heartfelt sympathies for the loss of such a wonderful young woman. She joins the ranks of many angels who will be in hearts forever that wear done the Blue and Gold of our youthful years at MHS. I will keep her family and close friends in my prayers.

You will definitely be missed Kim! Jonathan and I loved coming by and messing with you making up stories about JoJo. It was my favorite thing to do because it always made you laugh.

Much love to my dear departed cousin, I've sure looked forward to every opportunity that we had to visit since childhood, as our visits were never long enough. Rest in peace my fellow Californian & make Heaven an even better place to be. Love & Peace from the Stickney's.