I asked friends, neighbors and family for some images of Joan as they knew her best, exemplifying the essence of her personality and character.  In some instances you may be able to guess who contributed some of the following good memories.

Joan the “super nanny” who helped raise, in addition to her own children, those of friends and neighbors with total devotion as if they were her very own.

Joan the baker, who made the best carrot cake in the world, just about equal to her sinfully delicious chocolate, chocolate supreme birthday cake, and a host of other delicacies.

Joan who knew and loved every creature and flower in the marsh behind her house:  the birds, geese, beaver, plants and changing life of every season: spring summer, fall and winter.

We remember Joan always hopeful, often in the face of immense adversity:

- the loss of her beloved husband Frank

- never lazy, dedicated to her current job, bringing home the bacon!

- learning to drive a car at age 62!

- ready with a smile and a cheerful note for anyone who came by to visit.

- dealing with adversity and pain gracefully to the very final moments of life.       

Joan was sociable, funny, animated -- she did the “soft shoe dance” in the dining hall, and sang with the infamous “Kitchenettes” at camp. She danced in the Reggae camp band wearing a Rastafarian wig.

She had a not so secret artist admirer who could convince her to get involved with nearly any kind of nonsense.

Despite her fear of heights, Joan accepted the challenge of climbing up a tall ladder to get into a wood fired hippie hot tub at a neighbor’s house.   

Most of all Joan loved her natural surroundings, her friends and neighbors in town and at church. Her memory and spirit will always be a fixture at Windsor Mountain.

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