In Memory

Donna Miller (Mickley)

Donna Miller (Mickley)Donna J. Mickley, 76, 66 White Run Road, Gettysburg, died Sunday, Dec. 30, 2018, at her home.

She was born in Meadville, Pa., the daughter of the late Harry and Betty Shilling Miller. Donna is survived by her husband of 56 years, John William Mickley; two sons, Mark Mickley of Gettysburg, and Paul Mickley and his wife Stacy of Greencastle, Pa.; five grandchildren, Ashton Gruver, Malin Mickley, Bubba Mickley, Maverick Mickley, and Benham Mickley; four sisters, Ginny Boyd of Guys Mills, Pa., Glenna Kaputa of Cochranton, Pa., Norma Morgan of South Carolina, and Barbara Lewis of Clarion, Pa.; and a brother John Miller of Meadville, Pa. She was predeceased by a sister Martha Zuver.

Donna was a devoted wife, mother and grandmother. She enjoyed reading and bus trips.

Funeral services will be held Monday, Jan. 7, 2019 at 2 p.m. from Monahan Funeral Home in Gettysburg. Interment will be in Flohrs Cemetery, McKnightstown. There will be a viewing at the funeral home on Monday from 1 p.m. until the time of the service.

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01/17/19 06:20 PM #1    

Martha McLaud (Tonucci)

Donna was a neighbor and we were best friends growing up. We walked to school when we were kids, experimented cooking skills, played in the snow, had sleep-overs, including make-shift tents when we slept outside in the summertime. We loved the clear nights when we could see the Milky Way like glitter across the night sky. We played in the woods, caught crayfish, and jumped in the hay in the Miller’s huge hayloft in their barn. Donna went with our family once on a vacation in Canada where we swam in the cold water, listened to the loons calling at night, went fishing for the “big one”, and hiked in the northern woods where we often encountered bear and moose tracks. Donna was a very dear friend and her name brings back many very fond memories. My sincere sympathies are extended to her family.

01/18/19 11:52 AM #2    

Maron Brown (Calderwood Mays)

How did we get so old? Sometimes our school days seem like yesterday to me. What a great place to grow up (although I do not mis the cold winters.)


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