Memories of my Wife and Best Friend
Joyce and I met in 1950 at W.T. Grant's in South Bend. One day while I was visiting my sister June, who also worked at Grant's, I saw Joyce working in the record department. Joyce and I started dating and one year later on June 17, 1951 we were married.
Two years after our marriage, we had our first son, Barry Scott. Four years after Barry, we had our second son Jay Michael. When our sons were older, Joyce took care of foster children for ten years. She had diabetes for forty-seven years.
Our travels took us to Florida every year and we went out west four different times. After I retired, Joyce and I lived in Florida for the winter. Joyce could not stand the cold in the winter months. We had a good life together. Alvin
When asked to write a memory of Joyce our first thought was, what a good virtuous woman she was. Charity was her greatest! She looked for the good in everyone and helped anyone she could. Joyce was so full of compassion and sympathy for people. She set such a good example how to suffer patiently and accept what life dishes out. We always told our children what a perfect Catholic Grandma would make. I guess God thought so too. For Joyce died a Catholic on her deathbed, Dear Father Landwerlen from St. Vincent De Paul in Shelbyville came, (on Joyce's wish) and anointed Joyce. She died seventeen hours later. May her soul rest in peace. Jay and Ann
Joyce was a loving, caring woman who saw the good in everyone. She opened her heart and home to many both adults and children. She was a loving foster mother for 10 years. She accepted her daughter-in-laws without hesitation. Our fondest memory is when we told her we were pregnant with Micah, our youngest. My tubes had been tied, but 4 days to late. She asked, "How did that happen?" My husband replied "In the usual way mother!" We continued to laugh about that. She will be sorely missed. Barry. |