In her 20s Joyce moved to DC and worked at the Pentagon as an administrative assistant where she met her husband Rod. She went on a couple of safaris in Africa and took several Earthwatch trips where she worked with wolves, helped newly hatched turtles into the ocean before they were gobbled by predators, and went on a dolphin watch. In Florida Joyce volunteered at a women's crisis center where she handled phone calls and made referrals... She completed her college degree in her 50s. She became very involved in animal welfare and established a charitable foundation after she came back to Illinois. She donated to many causes and liked to contribute to particular projects like a van for a dalmation rescue (dubbed the Lulumobile after her dog Lulu) and a specially built whirlpool for a paralyzed kangaroo later named Joycearoo.
Joyce was very close to her brother Tom and hoped he was the first person she saw after she passed. She also loved my uncle Tony. Joyce, Tom and Tony liked to pal around together when he stayed with the Hewes family.
|Joyce with Arnold Anderson, one of the three men living at at her uncle, Tom Lyle Williams, estate in Bel Air California.|
Please click on the little box to the right to enlarge page..This beautiful card was made by Joyce's niece's Donna and Linda
Then for some reason when I was in my early 20's my best friend Joan and I flew out for a visit. This was during the Arnold days. The thing that seemed to most impress Joan was not the lovely house or grounds or view, but the fact that in a household of three men someone thought to provide sanitary napkins in our bathroom. Pretty funny!
Another time I had been on a visit to Hawaii and stopped to visit Uncle Ile in Bel Air for a few days on my way back.. Also in my latter 20's, I was living in Washington DC and two girlfriends and I decided to drive cross country. It was quite an adventure and perhaps the high point was our visit with Unk Ile at the apex of our long journey. We had many adventures.
And of course Uncle Ile returned to Chicago periodically and visited all the families. I was a very shy child but I adored him and he made me very comfortable. He always for the rest of his life called me by my childhood nickname Doikey long after everyone else had forgotten it.
Anyway, Sharrie, I guess I am just trying to make the point that although you lived there and got to see him often, we here knew and loved him dearly.
Joyce in the center in blue at the Maybelline family reunion - Virginia, 1990.
I was privileged to get to know Joyce the last year of her life through e-mails and Facebook conversations. We discussed movies, TV show, books and food. She also gave me her opinion on whether she approved of my blog posts or not. I grew to respect and care about her very much and I'm sad I never was able to meet her in person. Joyce was only one year old when my dad moved from Chicago to California in 1935, so they never got to each other, however, my dad's half brother Tony lived with Joyce and her family in the early 1940's and she loved him very much. Last year she was instrumental in finally placing a grave marker on Tony's unmarked grave. I'm sure he and her brother Tommy were there to welcome her into heaven when she arrived last Christmas.
Here is the post I did about Tony's grave marker.
A forgotten member of the Maybelline Family can at last Rest in Peace. http://www.maybellinebook.com/2012/11/a-forgotten-member-of-maybelline-family.html
Rest in Peace Dear Joyce. Please leave a comment for
Joyce's sister Shirley and her nieces... Janet, Donna and Linda.