JOSEPH PATRICK OLIVIER
March 25, 1939 - July 27, 2020
Joseph P. Olivier, 81, of Marquette, passed away Monday evening, July 27, 2020 at the Norlite Nursing Center where he had resided a short while.
Joe was born on March 25, 1939 in Marquette, a son of the late Thomas and Jean (Flannigan) Olivier and was a lifelong area resident and had attended Graveraet High School.
Joe began working at the family business, the former Flanigan Brothers Moving and Storage Company as a child, which he eventually became owner and president of. He was also employed over the years at Wylie Loan as a loan officer, and U.P. Office Supply in Marquette.
Survivors include his wife, the former Margaret DeMerse who he married on December 9, 1976; three children, Jason (Michele) Olivier of Vermont, Jeremy Olivier of Sparta, WI and Michael (Rachel) of Boyne City, MI; eight grandchildren, Julianne Hanson, Jarod Olivier, Madelyn, Clara, Sarah, Jack, Piper, and Sawyer Olivier; three siblings; one great-grandson, Leander Joseph Hanson; siblings, Susan (Michael) Handrahan of Virginia, Mary (Bart) Spratto of Green Bay, WI and Russel (Pam) Olivier of South Carolina; sister-in-law, Dale Olivier of Marquette; brothers-in-law, Richard (Edith) DeMerse of Marquette, Dennis (Michele) DeMerse of Iron Mountain, MI and Irwin (Ethel) DeMerse of New Mexico; as well as several nieces and nephews. Besides his parents, Preceding Joe in death besides his parents was a brother, Martin "Marty" Olivier.
Per Joe's request there will be no funeral services at this time. Burial will take place in the Park Cemetery.
The Olivier family would like to extend a heartfelt thank you to the nurses and staff at the Norlite Nursing Center during this difficult period of time.
Canale-Tonella Funeral Home and Cremation Services is assisting the Olivier family where memories and condolences may be shared at canalefuneral.com.
Miss Me, But Let Me Go
When I come to the end of the road
and the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room.
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little- but not too long
and not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared,
Miss me- but let me go.
For this is a journey that we all must take
and each must go alone.
It's all a part of the Master's plan,
a step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart,
go to the friends we know,
and bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.
Miss me- but let me go.
-Edgar A. Guest