Mari Jane GRAY

June 24, 1935October 1, 2019

Mari Jane (MJ) Gray was born June 24, 1935 and passed away October 1, 2019. Born in Detroit MI, she lived most of her adult life in Manhattan Beach CA, where she enjoyed daily long strolls at the beach, and spending time with family and friends. She spent her final years in Atlanta GA.

She is preceded in death by her sister Barbara Butler, her first husband James Hannan and her second husband Lawrence Gray. She is survived by her sister Judy Sinkow of Florida and brother James Mimnaugh of Livonia, MI; her daughters Carol Mulcahy of Long Beach CA, Cate Fernandez of Hidden Valley Lake CA, her son Chris Hannan of Kelseyville CA, and her son and daughter in law Casey and Judy Hannan of Atlanta GA; as well as 11 beloved grandchildren and one great grandson.

The family will be receiving visitors Monday October 7th from 10:00-10:45 at Holy Cross Catholic Church, 3773 Chamblee Tucker Road, Atlanta GA 30341. A funeral mass will begin at 11:00. Floral Hills Funeral Home is handling the funeral arrangements.

In lieu of flowers, memorial donations may be made to the Alzheimer's Association by visiting MJ Gray’s tribute page.

The family extends their sincere gratitude to the staff at The Phoenix (formerly Orchard) at Tucker and Delencia Healthcare Services for the dignity and care provided to MJ in her final years.


  • Judy Sinkow, Sister
  • James Mimnaugh, Brother
  • Carol Mulcahy, Daughter
  • Cate Fernandez, Daughter
  • Chris Hannan, Son
  • Casey and Judy Hannan, Son and Daughter-in-Law
  • 11 beloved grandchildren and one great grandson


  • Memorial Mass Monday, October 7, 2019
  • Visitation Monday, October 7, 2019


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Rory O’Brien

October 2, 2019

I had the pleasure, about 5 years ago , to meet Mari Jane. Her smile and living spirit was enough to draw me in. May all find closure quickly but the memories last a life time.

Gone From My Sight

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side,
spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts
for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength.
I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck
of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then, someone at my side says, "There, she is gone."

Gone where?

Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast,
hull and spar as she was when she left my side.
And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me -- not in her.

And, just at the moment when someone says, "There, she is gone,"
there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices
ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!"

And that is dying...

May God embrace her at homecoming.