June 27, 1931 - February 03, 2015
Annetta June Wick Obituary
June Wick (age 83) passed away after a brief illness on February 3, 2015 in Spokane, WA. She was born June 27, 1931 in Sanders, Idaho to Marshall Magers and Pearl Dugger and was raised in the Camp Sanders area. June worked for many years in partnership with her husband, Charles Wick; together they owned and operated Spokane Recycling. June was an avid outdoorswoman, she loved to fish and hunt while camping. At home she loved to garden and cook and was devoted to her pets. Preceded in death by husband, Charles Wick, and step-son Tom Wick (Shyrle Myers), June is survived by sister, Peggy Nelson (Dick Bohnet), Hayden ID, brother, Jerry Harrison (Barbara Kimbrell), Coeur D?Alene ID, son, Glenn (Leisa) Wick, and step-children Ty (Diane) Wick, Terry Wick, and Tim (Laura) Wick, all of Spokane, grandchildren Jason Wick and Justin Perry of Spokane, Gail Wick (Ryan Orth), Seattle, Greg (Jen) Wick, Portland OR, Ben (Danica) Wick, Adam (Amanda) Wick, all of Spokane, Brandon Wick, Post Falls ID, Kaycee Wick, Spokane, and April (Mitchell) O?Hair, Spokane, and 12 great-grandchildren, nieces, and nephews. The family would like to sincerely thank Spokane Valley Fire Department, Spokane Valley Medical Center ER staff, Deaconess Hospital, and Gentiva Home Health for the care and compassion shown to June and the family. A Memorial Service will be planned at a later date. In her memory, donations may be made to Hospice of Spokane, PO Box 2215, Spokane WA 99210.
All Is Well
Death is nothing at all,
I have only slipped into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by my old familiar name,
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used
Put no difference in your tone,
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was,
Let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was, there is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near,
Just around the corner.
All is well.
By Henry Scott Holland (1847-1918)
Canon of St Paul's Cathedral
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