Mary Alice Veronica Mierz, 86, died October 27, 2012 in Tacoma, Washington.
She was born November 11, 1925 in Tacoma to Earl Ray Johns and Mary Veronica Ganz.
She met her future husband, John Frank Mierzejewski Jr., when he was looking for the Polish Hall in Tacoma. They were married on June 26, 1943 at the Sts. Peter and Paul Parish in Tacoma. They were a long time resident of Tacoma and later in Renton, Washington.
Mary Alice graduated from Lincoln High School. She worked at the Film Library at Camp Philips in Kansas. Helped processed German POW during WWII. She was a telephone switchboard operator/supervisor, and real estate agent. She also groomed poodles and raised canaries out of her home.
Her interests included reading and amateur historical romance writing. She was an avid sci-fi fan and a champion bridge player. She devoted much of her time and energy to her family.
She was preceded in death by her husband, John Frank Mierz (d:2000) and her sister, Earleene Josephine Welch (d:2008).
Mary Alice is survived by her half-brother Edward Daniszewski; her children: Gregory, Paul, Theresa, Veronica, Timothy, Patrick; her grandchildren: Michelle, Angela, Jeffrey, Sean, Danielle, Katelynne.
She is with her husband at the Tahoma National Cemetery in Kent, Washington.
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50th Wedding Anniversary
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I met Mary Alice when I took my first writing class 28 years ago. Four of us were writing in similar genres and we gravitated toward each other as the weeks went on. One night we decided to go to Ivars fast food after the class to grab a drink and discuss writing and our stories. This soon became a tradition, a highlight of my week, and when we had all taken this beginning writer's class enough times to realize we no longer needed it, we formed our first critique group. We were and are serious writers. We began meeting every week for 11 years. (I moved out of the area at that time, but the others continued to meet a couple of more years) Those special memories will always remain with me. We forged friendships that have lasted to this day. My biggest regret for Mary Alice is that she never saw her stories published. She wanted to be a writer at a very young age, even took a coorespondence writing course in her twenties. But she didn't pursue it actively until she was in her late 50s. It's a shame, because she was a natural born storyteller. Once she started writing, though, she had a lot of historical romance stories to tell. I urge her children to go forward with putting her books out into the world, to give that legacy to themselves, to her grandchildren, her friends, and others to read and enjoy. Especially now that e-books have made that something one can readily do.
Mary Alice was my friend in every sense of that word, that person you can call who is always glad to hear your voice, who commiserates, shares your highs and your lows, and always wishes the best for you. She was unique and special. I will miss her forever.