Janet Dane Anemone, devout Christian
Janet Dane Anemone, 65, was born June 27, 1958, to the late Eugene and Ruby Cross. She passed away Friday, March 1, 2024, and was reunited with her Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, and her beloved daughter, Breha. She was a kind and loving wife, mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother. She is survived by her husband, Jack; her two adored children, Gage Anemone and Tana Cross; grandchildren, Azia, Hope and Shawn; great-grandson, James; sisters, Lane Crabtree and Joy (Greg) Tait; and her loved brothers-in-law, sisters-in-law, nieces, nephews, and close friends.
Her childhood was spent traveling to different parts of the world, from Selma, Ala., where she was born, to Okinawa, Japan, where she spent six years. Much was spent around doctors as a result of her adventurous spirit. She enjoyed telling the story of tumbling down a hill, having her calf impaled with a stick, and her horrified twin sister having to run and get help. She kept the stick as a trophy.
She was a devout Christian who studied the Bible intently. She spent time in various churches, including a brief stint as a Jehovah’s Witness before she was promptly and unceremoniously banished for asking too many questions they couldn’t answer. In her free time, she was a skilled craftswoman and gardener. Her crochet needles moved swiftly to turn piles of yarn into wonderful clothing, washcloths, and handbags. Her family will treasure her handcrafted ornaments and Santas. Her garden, proudly displayed in front of her home in Dagsboro, contained an array of colorful and unique plants, and was accented with beautiful garden art. She shared her garden with her nemesis, an unnamed and much-loathed mole, who left this world mere hours after her when a feral cat assassinated it. A coincidence? We think not.
No matter what was happening, she would take the time to help friends, family, and neighbors with whatever problems they might have. Everyone knew they could count on her.
There will be a celebration of her life at a later date.
The void she leaves behind will never be filled; may her soul rest peacefully.
