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Michael J. Clancy

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“Dear Aunt Ceil, Karen and Michael, My heart is sad to hear of the loss of my beloved Uncle Mike. But, I seek solace in knowing that when he reached...Read More »
1 of 2 | Posted by: Margaret Hunt Wagner - MI - Niece

“Dear Cecil and Family. We have known you for a short time (4yrs) through St. Isidore Senior Club and an instant wonderful friendship began,We will...Read More »
2 of 2 | Posted by: Richard & Patricia Johnson - MI


It is often said that actions speak louder than words. This could not have been truer when applied to the life of Michael J. Clancy. He may have been a quiet man, but when Mike made up his mind to do something, there was nothing that was going to stop him. And you could always rest assure that it would be done right. Since Mike was never the type to boast or brag of his many good deeds, his kind and generous acts will forever be remembered and shared by the countless people whose lives he touched along his life's journey. It is our privilege to honor this great man.

Born in Grosse Pointe Park, Michigan on the cold winter day of December 4, 1934, Michael John Clancy was the youngest of seven children born to Michael and Ellen Marie Clancy (née Slattery). Sadly, his father would never get to meet his only son as he died suddenly of a massive heart attack two and a half weeks before Mike was born. To support her large family, Ellen would continue to work at the local post office and later became a real estate agent.

Growing up with six older sisters, Mike learned early on that since there was no room to get a word in edgewise, it was best for him to be a doer and just get things done. When he was not in school, Mike could be found each morning on his daily route delivering newspapers. After graduation from the University of Detroit Jesuit High School in 1952, Mike would take up employment with his uncles and work in the field of construction for several years. Around this time, Mike would also enlist in the National Guard.

A turning point would come in 1958 when Mike took up the calling to become a Fireman for the Grosse Pointe Park Fire Department. Here, Mike would create camaraderie with his fellow Firemen which would last his lifetime. Each day for thirty-two years, Mike (who was on call twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week) bravely would leave for work never knowing what the day would bring or if he would even return home. But this did not matter to Mike; he took an oath to serve and protect and he did this courageously against all perils.

"I, Michael John Clancy, do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the
United States of America and the State of Michigan against all enemies, both foreign
and domestic, and I will faithfully and impartially discharge my duties as Firefighter of the
Grosse Pointe Park Fire Department under the appointment of the department according
to the laws of the Michigan to the best of my skills and abilities, so help me God."

During the mid-nineteen sixties, Mike would meet, through mutual friends, the lady who was to become his dear wife for the next forty-seven years, the former Cecilia Kuczborski. She couldn't help but love Mike's quiet personality and deep religious convictions. The two were wed on October 29, 1966 at St. Hyacinth Catholic Church in Detroit, Michigan. Fascinatingly enough, their first home together was at the Sobocinski Funeral Home where the two worked as part-time greeters and caretakers of the funeral home. Mike, always possessing a strong mind for construction, would later relocate to Grosse Pointe Park and would build his first home there. Mike and Cecilia would welcome their children, Karen and later Mike, into their lives completing their family unit in Harrison Township.

As a father, Mike, even with his rigorous career at the fire department and demanding schedule that kept him away from home, still did his best to be an active part of Karen and Mike's lives. Frequent trips were made to the family cottage in Port Sanilac, Michigan where Mike, though on vacation, could always be found working on something around the cottage or building something that would improve the area. Eventually, though, Mike would take a dip into Lake Huron with a bar of dove soap and wash up after a long day of hard work, much to his family's amusement.

In 1990, after his retirement from the Grosse Pointe Park Fire Department, Mike was given more opportunities to spend time with Cecilia, his family and the many friends he had made throughout the years. Vacations were made to their new cottage in Hale, Michigan. Cruises and weekend trips to Toronto and other destinations were made with family friends, Bill and Patricia Hunt. Attending daily Mass at St. Hubert Catholic Church was a must in Mike's life. Here Mike was also a member of the Habitat For Humanity volunteer team. He was proud to have taken part in the construction of several brand new homes. Later Mike would attend St. Isidore's where he became an active member of the Knights of Columbus and also their Senior Group where Mike was an avid card player.

Even after retirement, Mike was never one to sit around at home letting life come to him. He continued to work part-time for Conveyormatic where he performed many duties including maintenance and fork-lift operating. In his quiet time at home, Mike simply enjoyed being with his family which had now grown to include his grandsons, Scott and Brian, who he enjoyed babysitting from time to time. At the end of the day, Mike enjoyed nothing more than watching the Tigers or the Redwings, keeping his mind busy with jigsaw puzzles and word searches all while enjoying his favorite Little Debbie Swiss Rolls.

At the end of Mike's journey on Earth, he could be proud to have accomplished many great things, but perhaps the greatest testament to his life was his ability and willingness to help so many people in need. From his days as a Firefighter saving people from whatever ill-will may have come upon them, to just being a kind neighbor ever ready to lend his seemingly endless supply of know-how, Mike was a great man and you could not help but love him.

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