ForeverMissed
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Joseph Lampert 57 years old , born on April 17, 1953 and passed away on March 13, 2011. We will remember him forever.
Posted by Maria Sticco on March 13, 2017
Seeing these reminders in my inbox always makes me smile to remember Joe. Best wishes to Bridget and the family.
Posted by Harley Wheeler on October 9, 2015
Hi, I was reading an editorial which Joe wrote in 1998 about a funeral we did at his mom's church, Pleasant Grove UMC. It was a great peice of writing,and i am truly saddened to hear of his passing. A fine man, and of course his mother, Betty, is a sainted memory to me and my family. - Pastor Harley Wheeler, Minerva UMC, Minerva, Ohio, (Formerly pastor at Pleasant Grove UMC)
Posted by Kevin Koerber on August 19, 2015
So sorry to hear of Joe's passing. I met him once at the St. Clairsville Mall in Ohio. This was back in the late 80's. Joe wrote the Rock Column for the Wheeling News-Register and did an article on a tape that I sent him. He was very kind to me and wrote a great piece on my music. I still have the article. I always wondered what happened to him. My condolences on your loss.
Posted by Bridget Lampert on August 8, 2013
Dear Joe,

Yesterday made 878 days since your suffering ended. Last night, I finally mustered up the courage to carefully pack your clothes for donation to an organization that serves disabled veterans. I kept a few things for Abe, Frank and OU friends. Ocean of grief remains. Love Bridgee
Posted by Stewart Tolbert on March 13, 2013
Gone 2 years, and so many times in the 2 years I thought 'I will have to talk to Joe about this' ,then I would remember. Then I would know I didn't need a phone ,or email, I could just talk to him . Miss you my Brother, see ya on the flip side.
Posted by Bridget Lampert on March 13, 2013
Good morning dearest Joe. I am guessing you have better access to the web in Heaven than we do here on Earth, so I hope you see this message today, 3.13.13. Two years ago when you departed, it seemed impossible that our time together would end. My prayer today as I reflect on how deeply I miss you is that we will meet again, dance again, laugh again, love again. With great longing--Bridgee
Posted by Maria Sticco on March 13, 2012
Remembering a great journalist . . . Hey, Joe, we didn't need twitter or Facebook or camera phones to uncover dirt in Belmont County all those years ago, right?!
Posted by Tim Houston on March 13, 2012
I will always remember Joe as a kind, caring person. Even with all of his health issues he still showed a true interest in others and what was going on in their lives. May God bless and confort all who love and miss Joe.
Posted by John Sprouse on March 18, 2011
Joseph You will be missed dear friend. Your gutteral chuckle when you laughed to thoughtfull questions and discussion we often had many times over a brew. We came of age together in this world and I am gratefull you were part of my life. God Bless
Posted by Drusilla Ice on March 17, 2011
Dear Bridget, I was sorry to hear of Joe's passing. He fought a good fight and probably furthered cancer research. I know you were with him every inch of the way. With deepest sympathy to you and the kids. Drusilla
Posted by Laurie Leonard on March 17, 2011
As he was on this earth, Joe remains an incredible force among us.
Posted by Maria Sticco on March 17, 2011
I am so saddened by the news of Joe's passing. I worked with him at the News-Register on my first real job after college. We didn't stay in touch yet my memories of him in the news office are very clear. Rest in peace!
Posted by Tim Houston on March 16, 2011
The news of Joe's passing is truly saddening to hear. Joe always greeted me with a smile and asked how I was doing. He encouraged me by his determination to overcome any limitations caused by his illness. May God comfort Joe's very special family.
Posted by Kimberly Richter on March 16, 2011
I have many memories of Joe and his family. Too many to list, but last year he spent time with us out at Jamboree In the Hills....what a great time he had. He was a dancing fool!! He will always hold a special place in mine and my families heart.
Posted by Brenda Posey on March 16, 2011
I am sorry that I will not be in town to attend the memorial service for Joe. I was happy to hear that Joe finished his book. He was a courageous man. His words will provide inspiration to others. You are all in my thoughts and prayers.
Posted by Rosanne And Shannon McNic... on March 16, 2011
Our sympathy goes out to Joe's family, our prayers are with you. Joe had a zest for life and loved a good time. He will be truly missed!
Posted by Dee Dee Rose-Moore on March 16, 2011
We met Joe the first time at Jamboree in the Hills last year and had a great time with him and will never forget him...
Posted by Lampert Ambrosia on March 15, 2011
Dad showed up unannounced at my office one afternoon this past fall. We visited the Alexander Calder Gallery at the National Gallery of Art in Washington, D.C. I look forward to taking my children there one day and sharing this special memory.

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Posted by Maria Sticco on March 13, 2017
Seeing these reminders in my inbox always makes me smile to remember Joe. Best wishes to Bridget and the family.
Posted by Harley Wheeler on October 9, 2015
Hi, I was reading an editorial which Joe wrote in 1998 about a funeral we did at his mom's church, Pleasant Grove UMC. It was a great peice of writing,and i am truly saddened to hear of his passing. A fine man, and of course his mother, Betty, is a sainted memory to me and my family. - Pastor Harley Wheeler, Minerva UMC, Minerva, Ohio, (Formerly pastor at Pleasant Grove UMC)
Posted by Kevin Koerber on August 19, 2015
So sorry to hear of Joe's passing. I met him once at the St. Clairsville Mall in Ohio. This was back in the late 80's. Joe wrote the Rock Column for the Wheeling News-Register and did an article on a tape that I sent him. He was very kind to me and wrote a great piece on my music. I still have the article. I always wondered what happened to him. My condolences on your loss.
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My chum Joey

Shared by Curt Johnston on June 28, 2015

Joey introduced me to Frankie when Frankie slept in his crib.  I’d known Joey since we were 3 or 4.  We grew up in the CPG-metro (aka … the Colerain and Pleasant Grove Metroplex, circa 1956-57).

I don’t know when, but we likely first met up in that tiny pre-school Sunday school class at Pleasant Grove Methodist Church. Later, we started 1st grade the same day as only the second class of the year old Hilltop School. We’d watched it being built with forbidding and mixed emotions. There was no Kindergarten for us. Joey and I were thrust directly into the pandemonium of day 1, 1st grade.  I knew Joey and he knew me and we clung together among the mass of 25 or so fresh Hilltop CPG-metro 1st graders. 7th grade was our last year at Hilltop. We were shipped off to the big city’s Martins Ferry Central School for 8th. Somewhere in between 1st and 7th grade, Joey morphed to be just Joe.

We shared a mindboggling childhood so rich that it hardly makes sense. Reared by wolves would only barely approach our shared experience beyond the reaches of parental oversight. “See you Sunday!” as we departed parental oversight on Friday night by foot or bike to places unknown to camp and explore as we would. We were, after all, Boy Scouts.

News travels slowly to Los Angeles and I only just saw that Joe had succumbed to the illness I had heard about. I’ve not met the life Joe built with his family.  To those Joe left behind for only just a moment … believe, hold fast, hope, have faith, trust, and rest assured that your Joey remains alive and in my fondest memories.

The Best of times with Brother Joe

Shared by Jay Bernstein on March 21, 2011

 

My best times with Bother Joe , in no particular order or favorite. Just 25 of his 21,749 nights on this Earth. There didn't seem to be enough time at the cermony so I wanted everyone to know what i would have said if I was able to last night.
1.       Going to Columbus for a cup of coffee and ending up in the middle of a riot on High street following the annual Michigan –Ohio State football game.
2.       Joe and Bridget dancing the Hora at my wedding
3.       Jay partying with Joe and Bridget at their wedding at brother Franks house. “who’ll stop the rain?”
4.       Listening to John Lennon’s imagine album for the first time
5.       All night partying and being told by “ma” ‘if you can’t touch it, its too far.' We blew up Uncle max's green ashtrtya that night by seeing how many wooden matches it would takle to build a bonfire.
6.       Joe making his beef stew recipe for us. He thought alcove of garlic meant the whole bulb. We tasted garlic for a week.
7.       Drinking 22 shots of Tequila on my 21st birthday. He said I needed the 22nd shot for good luck. you allready know about joes life saving method of throwing me in my bed face down.
8.       Visiting his house with roommate Og whenever I was in Wheeling WVA selling bras to Stone and Thomas, Joseph Hornes and LS Goods.
9.       Toga party at Ogs and Joes. On the way there brother Bill and I hit a Deer with his Volkswagen. The state trooper had to write an accident report and made me wait outside the car because I was laughing so much. Then debating if we should keep the deer and take it to the toga party
10.   Climbing to the top of Washington hall all the way through to the top of the clock tower aonly to be found out by the RD and getting yelled at
11.   Acting like trees with brother Bill and John George along the Hocking river after partying all night.
12.   Tooling in his Plymouth Duster around Athens County.
13.   High times on the Plateau. I think we ordered a pizza from Dominoes delivered there.
14.   Going to Old Man caves
15.   OU reunion at Burr Oak and meeting Ambrosia and Abe for the first time.
16.   Bringing back a bottle of Tequila from Mexico, with a worm in the bottle. Thus starting the first of many Tequila parties. Joe and Bill ate the worm to see if they would hallucinate.
 all that Joe said was: ”it tasted BAAAADDDD.”
17.   Being introduced to rock and roll with the white album and LA Woman
18.   Getting into a bar room brawl outside a bar in Tin Pan Alley district of Wheeling. Joe pulled me off the guy and said ”be cool brother. We are in front of the Police station.
19.   Picketing for the release of the infamous Athens 77 after their arrest for a sit-in at the ROTC bldg. for protesting the bombings at Haiphong Harbor.
20.   Making my very first sales presentation to his Journalism class on how to go out and sell advertising for the Athens Magazine which he was editor of.
21.   Listening to Frank Zappa and the Mothers of Invention with dear friend John Barbaly and Joe. Who new they were the Turtles?
22.   After all his many all night political debates when he got me to see his point of view. He would do his best Stan Laurel imitation and say, “Precisely Ollie.” I think that one was only unique to me as he always acted as if he had no clue what I was talking about when I asked him to do it for others.
23.   Drink and drown night every Tuesday night at the Red Room with the Laverty brothers. All the Schlitz malt you can drink, 75cents/pitcher.
24.   Watching Joe chew and then swallow a light bulb.
25.   Visting Joe last year and watching the NFL draft together. It was one of the last 2 times I was with him and I will always cherish the time we spent together.

Party on my brother.

Shared by Nancy White on March 18, 2011

Once upon a time, Joe was my son.  Well, we had an OU family. Joe was aka Shane; named one night when we were all laughing about our alternate ending to the old movie, Shane. Joe’s “brother” was Jay aka Chester, Dave was Pa, and I was Ma. Then there were cousins, Bill, Rick and Jack. As Ma, I cared about my boys, like telling Joe (to no avail) not to build a bonfire in the glass ashtray in the middle of the living room in our Lakeview apartment.  Who knew ashtrays could explode? Or riding in the back seat of Joe’s Plymouth Duster to make sure he and the boys came back alive from tooling around the hills of Athens in the dark of night, in an altered state. Then there was that foggy (-headed) night when Joe and Jay stood on our balcony, looked down 5 floors and said, “I think I can touch that garbage bin” on the ground. Fear that they would lean over the balcony and actually try to touch the bin birthed a mother’s advice mantra… “If you can’t touch it, it’s too far”.  We wish you weren’t so far from us now, Joe. But we’ll keep you close by continuing to have our family reunions, as well as wrapping our arms and hearts around Bridget, Rosie and Abe for you.  We love you, Joe.  Nancy and Dave