Mikiel Anne Huth Montrose, 68, of Boise, died on July 6, 2022, surrounded by her family. She was born on November 30, 1953 in Pocatello, Idaho to Agatha Ann Huth and Fredrick Charles Huth. She was survived by: her loving husband, Neal Stockinger; her children Theo Montrose and Stephanie Propp, son in law Jeremy Propp, grandchild, Zoe Propp; her brothers, Fred Huth, his children Patrick Fithen, Fred Huth, and Elaine Huth; Kelly and Jody Huth and their daughter Hillary Huth; Jim and Elissa Huth, and their children Duncan Huth and Luc Thomas, and her youngest brother, John Huth.
There will be a memorial service and celebration of life for Mikie on August 7th at 6:00pm in Julia Davis park at The Boise Pavillion (behind the zoo, next to the paddle boats). Bring your instrument, or a special anecdote if you’d like to dedicate a song or share a story of Mikie. Please RSVP here if you can make it.
Mikie was an avid reader of mystery novels. She loved taking photos of flowers, and her family and friends. Mikie was a bookkeeper for many years at Boise Spring Works, and helped both of her kids and her brother Jim, with their businesses. She survived breast cancer three years ago. This January she celebrated 20 years of sobriety which she was rightfully so proud of, as were her family. She was an inspiration to them all with her strength.
Mikie spent her life loving fiercely, giving all that she had to offer to those she loved. She was both her kids best friend. She would drop anything to help them out, even if it was something silly. She spoiled them every chance she could get, and loved them unconditionally.
As the middle child, and only girl of four brothers, Mikie was very protective of them, but most of all, she became their best friend and nurtured them with all her heart. Just like her placement as their sibling, she was what centered them all. The matriarch of the family. She would move heaven and earth for them if she could.
Mikie had a soft heart for her friends, and would give anybody shelter who needed it if she had the space. In Theo and Stephanie’s teen years, she became a confidant and second mother to many of their friends. She took them in like they were her own, whether they needed it or not.
Mikie spent 22 years with her husband Neal. They made each other laugh every day, and loved each other through thick and thin. Neal tried his hardest to spoil her, but she much preferred her simple things. Neal was by her side, holding her hand until her last breath. They were so lucky to have each other.
Mikie was a grandmother to her one and only, Zoe, who brought so much joy to her life. The feeling was mutual from the start. Zoe shared their very first laugh with Grandma alone. She was always Zoe’s biggest fan.
Mikie was such a strong woman, and she fought hard for herself and her family. My hope is that she taught us all enough to carry that on, and replicate those little intricacies that made her so unique, special, kind, and generous. She would always quote her son Theo from when he was little, and say “We are rich, mom. We’re rich in love!” I couldn’t agree more. She made us the richest we could ever be. She will be forever missed.