Michelle Glenn passed away peacefully on Monday May 25, 2020 at the age of 52 after a courageous and extraordinary battle with cancer. She leaves behind her husband of 11 wonderful years, Brent Morton, and her daughter, Kaitlyn Schian (Jon Richmond).
Michelle’s greatest joy in life was giving back to her family, friends, and community. She had a long career as a community college educator and began teaching at St. Clair County Community College. Even as she transitioned into administration, she continued to bring her classroom enthusiasm, patience, and expertise to every area of her life. As the interim Vice President of Academic Affairs at Mott Community College, she at times wore many hats as she worked to help make higher education both useful and successful for as many students as possible. She believed in the power of education to change lives and carried that passion with her to the end of her life.
Michelle was also an incredible listener, supporter, and mentor to many including her daughter, family members, and friends. She always made time for the people in her life who needed her and showed her support by giving advice; attending concerts, games, recitals, and ceremonies; and always feeding everyone. Holidays were always highlights of her year, when she would host gatherings for family, friends, and anyone who might need a place to be. She always found room for one more chair at the table.
Michelle is survived by her father, Stewart Glenn; her brother Michael (Kate) Glenn; nieces and nephew Maggie, Mary Claire, and Ian Glenn; aunt Judy Green; uncle Donald McIntyre; father and mother-in-law, Howard and Nancy Morton; cousins, Jennifer Green, Sara (Brandon), Lily, and Alice Johns, Rebecca (Troy), Finn, and Cole Peck, and Ryan (Jenn) McIntyre; ex-husband Mark Schian; and many close friends.
Special thanks to the wonderful staff at Blue Water Hospice House for their help in making Michelle’s last days more comfortable. Their efforts will always be appreciated and remembered.
A face mask required and ten person limited visitation will be held on Friday, June 5, 2020, from 2:00 p.m. to 7:00 p.m. at Smith Family Funeral Home-Hancock Street. A live-streamed and local FM broadcasted (94.5) memorial service will be held on Saturday, June 6, 2020, at 11:00 a.m. with visitation beginning at 10:00 a.m. in the funeral home. Those not able to attend, will be able to watch Michelle’s memorial service on our website under the obituary for her or will be able to listen on a local radio station (94.5) within 1000 feet of our facility. Smith Family Funeral Home is honored to provide multiple ways of celebrating Michelle Glenn's life during these trying times.
In lieu of flowers, please consider donating to the Foundation for Mott Community College or the St. Clair County Library.
Song lyrics for the funeral service:
Lord, You Have Come to the Lakeshore-
You have come up to the lakeshore,
Looking neither for wise nor for wealthy.
You only wanted that I should follow.
O Lord, with Your eyes You have searched me,
And, while smiling, have called out my name.
Now my boat’s left on the shoreline behind me,
Now with You I will seek other seas.
You know that I own so little,
In my boat there’s no money or weapons,
You’ll only find there my nets and labor.
You need the caring of my hands.
Through my tiredness,
may others find resting.
You need a love that just goes on loving.”
“You, who have fished other oceans,
Ever longed for by souls that are waiting,
My dear and good friend, as thus You call me.”
Spirit, spirit of gentleness.
Blow through the wilderness, calling and free.
Spirit, spirit of restlessness. Stir me from placidness.
Wind, wind on the sea.
1. You moved on the waters, You called to the deep,
Then You coaxed up the mountains. From the valleys of sleep,
And over the eons You called to each thing,
"A wake from your slumbers and rise on your wings."
2. You swept through the dessert, You stung with the sand,
And You gifted your people With a law and a land,
And when they were blinded With their idols and lies,
Then You spoke through Your prophets To open their eyes.
3. You sang in a stable, You cried from a hill,
Then You whispered in silence When the whole world was still,
And down in the city You called once again
When You blew through Your people On the rush of the wind.
4. You call from tomorrow, You break ancient schemes,
From the bondage of sorrow The captives dream dreams;
Our women see visions, Our men clear their eyes.
With bold new decisions Your people arise.