The years go by but your not forgotten
I hear your voice with our farming endevers and I know you would enjoy what we are doing
Miss you Mom

Dear Joyce, I miss you so much. Our real friendship just took root when you moved west. We were thrilled. We did have some very fine adventures in Alberta too. Remember the meal we cooked in the hubcap? I loved getting in the car with you, just exploring, never did you say, 'we really shouldn't go here, or do this' you just egged me on!

Our families met in Panama, 1987 and crossed the Pacific in company with Canowie. What a great woman, wise in her experiences of life, welcoming, the 'life' of the party and most important, Joyce lives on in her boys. Thank you for all the 'memories' you gave me, Gary, Shannon and Brian--what a woman.

There's so much to say about Joyce, I posted SOME of it - long - under "STORIES". I've got enough for an entire book. She loved life and lived it to the fullest, and I will be eternally grateful that she played such a big part in mine.
"One of a Kind" doesn't begin to describe sweet Joyce.

She was (and still is) my idol in many ways....just one example;
"You shouldn't really be asking me 'Why are these chickens in your airplane hangar?', you should really be asking 'Why are these airplanes in your chicken coop?"
WWJD has a whole different meaning for those who had the privilege of knowing Joyce!!

Forever remembered