Joan A. (Arana) Hartpence, 53, a resident of Upper Salford Township, PA., went to her Lord and Savior on June 19, 2015 at the Hospital of the University of Pennsylvania after a long, hard, fight against cancer. She was the loving partner of Harry C. Mosey.
Born March 20, 1962, she was a daughter of the late Louis Arana and Evelyn (Bishop) Arana.
Surviving are her two sons, Alan L. Hartpence and his husband, Angel Hartpence, of Mechanicsburg, PA, and Bryan S. Hartpence and his fiancé, Rebecca Ort, of Marysville, PA; and her daughter, Kari-Ann A. Mosey of Upper Salford Township. She is also survived by her sister, Jane Walker and her husband, Harvey; and her niece, Jolene Hoffman, who was helping to take care of Joan at home. In addition, she was survived by many close cousins and friends.
Joan was a loving mother who was happiest when all of her family was together and enjoying her home-cooked meals. She enjoyed what became known as make-up day where her son, Alan, would do her hair and make-up. She also enjoyed going to the beach. Joan was eagerly awaiting her first granddaughter and was in the middle of making a baby blanket for her.
Per Joan’s wishes, her remains were cremated by the R. L. Williams Jr. Funeral Home, Inc. of Skippack, PA. Although no service is to be held, a memorial picnic will be held on July 18, 2015 at the Upper Salford Township Park. Friends and family are invited to attend.
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Joan Hartpence, 53, born on March 20, 1962 and passed away on June 19, 2015. We will remember her forever.
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Time is passing too quickly I miss your smile, caring ways, and laugh Thank you for the gift of being able to get to know and spend time with your beautiful daughter Kari Ann you would be so proud of your kids They have grown to be beautiful people and parents Love and miss you everyday!
I miss my mom so much. She would always make me happy. I loved her so much. She would always be here for me as I talk to her about my feelings. I miss her cooking. She always loved to bake stuff for her family. I still miss her to this day. I talk to her and then I end up crying.