Michigan Memorial Funeral Home & Michigan Memorial Park


Genevieve Sommer

September 29 , 1922 - February 02 , 2019

Genevieve Sommer
Genevieve Sommer
1922 - 2019





SOMMER, Genevieve, age 96, of Garden City, February 02, 2019. Beloved wife of the late Casper Sommer. Loving mother of Joe (Cathy) Sommer, Mike (Shelly) Sommer and Nick (Marie) Sommer. Dearest grandmother of Joe, Jamie, Dayna, Michael and Jennifer and great-grandmother of Alexandra, Ryan, James, Audrey, Adam and Ian. She is also survived by her sister Agnes Benedict. She is preceded in death by her son John Sommer and her parents William and Mary Serafinski. Her cremation took place at “The Witness Crematory” located inside of Michigan Memorial Funeral Home. Genevieve Sommer (Jenny) was born in 1922 of Polish immigrants. Her mother died when she was 7 years old and her father was undependable, seldom seen by his children. Jenny and her sister Agnes lived with foster parents for eight years until the age of 14 or 15. (A part of her life that she would like to forget). The two girls were then re-united with their other brothers and sisters and lived in poverty with support only coming from the oldest siblings.
She was ecstatic to get her first job (lunch counter at the five and dime) and earn money to help the family.

After getting married and starting a family, times were difficult financially raising four boys and sending them to parochial school. She found ways to earn money, selling Avon, delivering dental records, floral design. She scrimped and saved, wasting nothing. "Waste not want not" she said to me just recently
at the age of 96!
In spite of the hardship she endured, she decided a long time ago to be happy and not dwell on depressing thoughts; to be healthy of mind and body; to be kind and courteous and to "look as good as I can".
Jenny was a very special woman and an exceptional human being. She will be deeply missed.
This is a favorite poem of Mom's by Isla Paschal Richardson.


If I should ever leave you whom I love
To go along the Silent Way, grieve not,
Nor speak of me with tears, but laugh and talk
Of me as if I were beside you there.
(I'd come--I'd come could I but find a way!
But would not tears and grief be barriers)?

And when you hear a song or see a bird I loved,
please do not let the thought of me be sad
For I am loving you just as I always have...
You were so good to me!

There are so many things I wanted still to do,
so many things to say to you...
Remember that I did not fear...
It was just leaving you that was so hard to face.

We cannot see Beyond...
But this I know:
I loved you so--'twas heaven here with you.