Marcel A. Steiner
May 15, 2010
Steiner, Marcel A., 81, retired Coleman tool die maker, died Saturday May 15, 2010. Rosary 7:00 P.M. Tuesday, May 18, 2010, and Funeral Mass 10:00 A.M. Wednesday, May 19, 2010, both at St. Francis Of Assisi Catholic Church. Marcel was a devoted husband and father. He was a mechanical genius, able to fix anything. Marcel was preceded in death by his parents, Anton Petronilla (Vinduska) Steiner; four brothers, Ernest, Rev. Bill, Joe Thomas; two grandsons, Benjamin Andrew Miranowski. He is survived by his wife Mary Jane; children, Wanda (Stan) Gegen, of Colwich, Dave, of Wichita, Robert (Amy), of Broomfield, CO, Jayne (Martin) Hanney, Ann (Tim) Mohr, Michael (Jill), Laurie (Tim) Miranowski, Cheryl (Jim) Scott, Sandy (Joe) Ast, Greg (Amy), all of Wichita; brothers, George Don, both of Wichita; 37 grandchildren; and one great-grandchild. A memorial fund has been established with The Leukemia Lymphoma Society, Kansas Chapter, 300 North Main, S-300, Wichita, Kansas 67202. Downing Lahey Mortuary West.
Rosary service 7:00 P.M. Tuesday at St. Francis Of Assisi Catholic Church
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My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. I can remember growing up across the street and coming over and watching Mr. Steiner and Greg take apart and put back Greg’s engine in his car just for the frun of it. I never understood that always liked watching. I always felt welcome over there. He will be missed by all of us
Just a short anecdote about Uncle Marcel that mom told me years ago. About 1951, when I was 3 years old, mom took me to a photographer to have a studio portrait made. She told me that I was absolutely not co-operating that day, pouting and refusing to smile. She didn’t know what to do. Well, Uncle Marcel was also there. He found a ball and began playing a game of catch with me. Pretty soon I was smiling and laughing and the portrait turned out great, me with a big laughing smile and holding a ball. I’m not sure why Uncle Marcel was there that day, unless it was because he was my god-father and as such, was making sure that I was happy. I have him to thank for the great picture. He will be missed.