March 08, 1956 - September 10, 2020
Glenn Jay Stickney passed away unexpectedly at his home on September 10, 2020, at the age of 64.
He was born on March 8, 1956 to parents, Jacque D. and Phyllis K. Stickney.
He was a gentle giant with the heart of gold. Glenn was creative, talented craftsman, incredible outdoorsman who loved nature and all that it offered. He loved his taxidermy, trapping, coon hunting and hunting. He spent most of his life as a woodsman, along with working in the pine tree industry. He loved his horses and all his dogs. Glenn had a talent for gardening and cross breeding anything from flowers to chickens. He even made his own maple syrup from the maple trees behind his home and kept his own bees to make honey, even though he was deathly allergic to bees. He created beautiful wood furniture, birdhouses and stained glass. His smile and humor will be forever missed.
He is survived by his brother, Gary (Tammy Flynn) Stickney, nieces, nephews, great-nieces, a great-nephew, all of Mesick, and his daughters by heart, Kylee Hooper, Jamie Waxman, and Jessie Thompson, formerly of Mesick, along with many cousins.
He is preceded in death by his parents, Jacque and Phyllis; his brother, Kim; paternal and maternal grandparents.
Cremation has taken place and a celebration of life will be held at a later date.
An online guestbook is available at www.petersonfh.com.
Jamie Waxman - Sep 16th, 2020 8:34 pm
" This world will always be dimmer without you here. Glenn, you have been a wonderful mentor thru my life. You gifted me with so much in my life. Your genuine smile and infectious laugh will carry me thru many hard days ahead. Wishing for just one more call, one more silly joke, one more story of the cone heads or dogman, but this will have to wait till we meet again! "
Zanna Waxman - Sep 16th, 2020 9:25 pm
"I don’t think i got to spend enough time with such a wonderful man, i always had and will hold a very special place in my heart for Glenn<3"
Mike Honeycutt - Sep 18th, 2020 5:02 pm
"I have memories of Glenn, making syrup at the Dome house with my cousins and aunt when I was a kid. He had a sense of humor underneath all the quiet. I recall him whacking trees with stick and telling us it was bigfoot. . . "
Terry Boone - Sep 18th, 2020 6:43 pm
"Praying and Thinking of the family at this time. "
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