|
Joe
Kanta, 78, of Nampa, passed away Tuesday, Jan. 18, 1994, at
the Nampa Hospice House of cancer.
Funeral services will
be conducted at 10 a.m. Saturday, Jan. 22, 1994, at the
Flahiff Funeral Chapel, Caldwell. Father Ron Wekerle of
St. John's
Cathedral, Boise,
will officiate. Interment
will follow at the Hillcrest
Memorial
Gardens, Caldwell. A
Memorial Mass will be held at 8:30 a.m. Sunday Jan. 23, 1994,
at St. John's Cathedral, Boise, Idaho.
Joe was born May 13, 1915, in Sumatra, Montana,
a son of Mary and Joseph Kanta.
He was the eldest of
three brothers and one sister.
He moved to Havre,
Montana, and Bozeman,
Montana, with his parents where he attended
Catholic schools and the
University
of Montana.
He married Irene Ness
on Jan. 20, 1940, and moved to the
Caldwell
area in 1950. Irene passed away in 1978.
Joe married Betty Webb
on Feb. 23, 1981, in Kona, Hawaii.
Joe farmed his entire life and sold "U-Pick Potatoes" for 35
years. His great loves were geology and hunting for fossils
and artifacts in the Owyhee Mountains.
He and his wife Betty
and his grandsons spent summers fishing in Cascade.
They wintered in
Yuma, Arizona. Joe
loved the outdoors and sharing that love with his family and
friends. He was a
member of the Caldwell Ramblers and the Owyhee Historical
Society.
Joe
leaves behind a loving and special wife, Betty; two daughters,
Andee and her husband, Jim Booth of Seattle and Susan and her
husband, Terry Copple of Boise; two wonderful and adoring
grandsons, Blake and Anthony Copple of Boise.
He also leaves behind
a sister, Helen Jensen of Bozeman;
and brothers, Tom and his wife, Carol, and George and his
wife, Katherine Kanta of Three Forks,
Montana.
Joe
was a wonderful and caring person who had a wide variety of
friends which he touched with his good nature and caring
heart. From where Joe
is watching us, we feel these must be his sentiments:
Do not stand at my
grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep
I am
a thousand winds that blow,
I am
the diamond glint or snow.
I am
the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am
the gentle Autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am
the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am
the soft starlight it night.
Do not
stand at my grave and weep,
I am not
there,
I do not sleep.
The
family suggests that memorials in his name be made to the
Mercy Hospice at 111 3rd St., Nampa,
or St. John's Cathedral
building fund at 804 N. 9th,
Boise.
There will be a luncheon following the Saturday service at
Silvercrest II Estates Clubhouse.
|
