Donald M. Curtiss

Of Jackson, passed away at home surrounded by his loving family on Friday, November 22, 2013 at the age of 73 years. Donald is survived by his loving wife, Mary (Sullivan) Curtiss. Donald is also survived by his children, Pam (Dan) Hawk, Tammy Seger, Mike (Angie) Curtiss, and Donica Curtiss; step daughter, Kathy (Tom) Dalton; eight grandchildren, special grandson Brody, Ollie, Bracie, Danny, Jennifer, Brittany, Bryant, Cody; four great grandchildren, Kassidy, Savanah, Sean, and Mckenzie. He is also survived by brother, Al (Ann) Curtiss; sister, Shirley Ann Small, as well as numerous brother and sister in laws, nieces and nephews. He was preceded in death by his parents, Howard and Rosa Curtiss; two brothers, Robert Williams and Richard Curtiss; two sisters, Marybelle Pregetzer and Jeannette Johnson. Don retired from Jackson County after 30 years of service. According to his wishes, Don has been cremated with the Mass of Christian Burial to be held on Tuesday, November 26, 2013 at St. John's Catholic Church at 12:00 PM with Rev. James Shaver officiating.

The family will receive friends at the church on Tuesday, November 26, from 11 AM until noon.

In lieu of flowers, contributions to St. John's Church or Allegiance Hospice would be appreciated.

Desnoyer Funeral Home-Family owned for 123 years


Could it be our God is angry, could it be he's had enough. Could it be He's losing patience, could it be He'll soon get tough.

Have we failed to show our faith, have we failed to pray and such. Have we lost communication, have we gotten out of touch.

Do we take His grace for granted, do we forget He's always there. Do we only call upon Him, when life just isn't fair.

Is it time we call a meeting of our hearts, our soul and mind, and give thanks and ask forgiveness of the one who's been so kind.

When the grass grows we mow it. Do we remember who made it grow? The flowers, the trees, the sunshine– if you'll recall He made them so.

And the miracle of little children, what a blessing they unfold, for it's His will that brings them to us, any they're worth far more than gold.

And could it be our God gets angry, or just saddened when we stray, should we all remember that He still lives, and be thankful every day.

Cause it's with His blessing only that we're here upon this earth, and how we seem before His eyes will determine what it's worth.

Is He smiling when the sun shines, when it rains are the drops his tears? Does He think that mankind has a chance, are we the reason for His fears?

Could it be our God is angry, could it be He's had enough. Could it be He's losing patience, could it be He'll soon get tough.
– Don Curtiss