This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Janice Maurine Keeten who was born in Hugo, Oklahoma on January 22, 1953 and passed away on October 26, 2005 @ 10p.m.at the age of 52 in St. George Hospital from cancer. We will remember her forever. Site created by her sister Debbie Sexey of Las Vegas, N.V.
Survived by Allen Keeten, Husband, Matthew Powell, son, Andria Keeten, daughter, Maurice Sexey, father, Debbie Sexey, sister, Kimberly Lenox, sister, and close niece and nephew, Kyle Winterman, and Leah Lenox.
Jan was raised in Poway Calif. then at 13 moved to Las Vegas , Nevada where she resided until she moved to Cedar City , Utah about 1 yr. ago.
Jan was a retired head cashier at the Venitian. She constantly worked since she was 16 until she retired 2 yrs. ago.
She first married Bob Edgar who unfortunatly passed away, but Jan gained a "adopted sister" Alicia Edgar who remained Jans close friend until her death.
Then she met and married Steven Powell who also met a tragic death when his small plane crashed at Mt. Charleston while Jan was at home and 9 mos. pregnant with Matthew.
She then met and married David Chavez and they broght Andria into the world. She divorced David.
She then met and married Allen Keeten, the love of her life. They bore no children, but Allen adopted Andria and has spread his wings for both children, now grown, and has been a loving figure along Jans side for 14 yrs.
I`m grateful Allen has been a part of our family, he has been a joy and inspiration and will be a friend forever.
Jan had 2 puppies, dash hounds, that she spent many hours with and they were her little pride and joys. She told me her family, dogs, the country air in Utah and a good book made her life very happy and content. She loved animals and had raised many.
~ Miss Me But Let Me go ~
When I come to the end of my 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 for long,
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that was once shared,
miss me , but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take,
And each must go alone.
Its all a part of the master plan,
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonly and sick of heart,
Go to family and friends we know.
Bear your sorrows in good deeds,
miss me, but let me go.