One of those rare "forever friends"..... probably one of the most talented and dependable persons who ever took a breath.
Fiercely loyal and generous.... an uncommon mix of humble and feisty; she would fight for what was fair and honest, no matter the cost. How we miss her..... and that genuine laugh!
A mother moose is not as protective of her young and a ferret or badger, no match for her bravery! How we miss her.....
Joey could: Nurture children like no other....breed and train horses..... paint portraits and landscapes; design a Christmas village..... sculpt a statue.... bake or cook any fabulous dish ....write books and poetry .... write music.... promote and produce professional music albums .... design clothing and furniture ...create unique and beautiful pottery and porcelain dolls ...grow vegetables, fruit & flowers ...create stunning floral arrangements ...decorate interiors ...design landscape features .... create wonderful photography and albums ...quilt ~ and I don't even know the half of it.... in addition to her being a wonderful daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother and friend....
Joey was a "details" person....no rock was left unturned to meet a goal; a fierce competitor who also always loved to see others win. She planned everything to the tiniest detail - if it was a month before Christmas, you could count on holiday printed toilet paper in the bathroom!
If she knew it was going to happen....she was ready for it - evidenced by the following writing finally revealed by her loving sister, Marie, after Joey's passing. Joey had recorded it many years before any sickness ever threatened her:
My Obituary-----I ask no flowers sent this day, no engravings on a stone: No sad sung songs - or bitter tears, for your not left alone. Dry your eyes and don't be sad, cry no more tears for me; I'm as near to you as your beating heart, although you cannot see. I'll be with you each morning, and guard you every night; It may not be in earthly ways, but through Gods loving light. I know that you are wishing, you could bring back the past; but you must know that I still live, Death is just an ugly mask. And now my darlings, this I ask, that happy you will be; My earthly dues are paid in full, Our Lord has set me free. Joey Katsos
Even Cancer had a hard time taking her down...
How we miss her.....
Fiercely loyal and generous.... an uncommon mix of humble and feisty; she would fight for what was fair and honest, no matter the cost. How we miss her..... and that genuine laugh!
A mother moose is not as protective of her young and a ferret or badger, no match for her bravery! How we miss her.....
Joey could: Nurture children like no other....breed and train horses..... paint portraits and landscapes; design a Christmas village..... sculpt a statue.... bake or cook any fabulous dish ....write books and poetry .... write music.... promote and produce professional music albums .... design clothing and furniture ...create unique and beautiful pottery and porcelain dolls ...grow vegetables, fruit & flowers ...create stunning floral arrangements ...decorate interiors ...design landscape features .... create wonderful photography and albums ...quilt ~ and I don't even know the half of it.... in addition to her being a wonderful daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother and friend....
Joey was a "details" person....no rock was left unturned to meet a goal; a fierce competitor who also always loved to see others win. She planned everything to the tiniest detail - if it was a month before Christmas, you could count on holiday printed toilet paper in the bathroom!
If she knew it was going to happen....she was ready for it - evidenced by the following writing finally revealed by her loving sister, Marie, after Joey's passing. Joey had recorded it many years before any sickness ever threatened her:
My Obituary-----I ask no flowers sent this day, no engravings on a stone: No sad sung songs - or bitter tears, for your not left alone. Dry your eyes and don't be sad, cry no more tears for me; I'm as near to you as your beating heart, although you cannot see. I'll be with you each morning, and guard you every night; It may not be in earthly ways, but through Gods loving light. I know that you are wishing, you could bring back the past; but you must know that I still live, Death is just an ugly mask. And now my darlings, this I ask, that happy you will be; My earthly dues are paid in full, Our Lord has set me free. Joey Katsos
Even Cancer had a hard time taking her down...
How we miss her.....
One of those rare "forever friends"..... probably one of the most talented and dependable persons who ever took a breath.
Fiercely loyal and generous.... an uncommon mix of humble and feisty; she would fight for what was fair and honest, no matter the cost. How we miss her..... and that genuine laugh!
A mother moose is not as protective of her young and a ferret or badger, no match for her bravery! How we miss her.....
Joey could: Nurture children like no other....breed and train horses..... paint portraits and landscapes; design a Christmas village..... sculpt a statue.... bake or cook any fabulous dish ....write books and poetry .... write music.... promote and produce professional music albums .... design clothing and furniture ...create unique and beautiful pottery and porcelain dolls ...grow vegetables, fruit & flowers ...create stunning floral arrangements ...decorate interiors ...design landscape features .... create wonderful photography and albums ...quilt ~ and I don't even know the half of it.... in addition to her being a wonderful daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother and friend....
Joey was a "details" person....no rock was left unturned to meet a goal; a fierce competitor who also always loved to see others win. She planned everything to the tiniest detail - if it was a month before Christmas, you could count on holiday printed toilet paper in the bathroom!
If she knew it was going to happen....she was ready for it - evidenced by the following writing finally revealed by her loving sister, Marie, after Joey's passing. Joey had recorded it many years before any sickness ever threatened her:
My Obituary-----I ask no flowers sent this day, no engravings on a stone: No sad sung songs - or bitter tears, for your not left alone. Dry your eyes and don't be sad, cry no more tears for me; I'm as near to you as your beating heart, although you cannot see. I'll be with you each morning, and guard you every night; It may not be in earthly ways, but through Gods loving light. I know that you are wishing, you could bring back the past; but you must know that I still live, Death is just an ugly mask. And now my darlings, this I ask, that happy you will be; My earthly dues are paid in full, Our Lord has set me free. Joey Katsos
Even Cancer had a hard time taking her down...
How we miss her.....
Fiercely loyal and generous.... an uncommon mix of humble and feisty; she would fight for what was fair and honest, no matter the cost. How we miss her..... and that genuine laugh!
A mother moose is not as protective of her young and a ferret or badger, no match for her bravery! How we miss her.....
Joey could: Nurture children like no other....breed and train horses..... paint portraits and landscapes; design a Christmas village..... sculpt a statue.... bake or cook any fabulous dish ....write books and poetry .... write music.... promote and produce professional music albums .... design clothing and furniture ...create unique and beautiful pottery and porcelain dolls ...grow vegetables, fruit & flowers ...create stunning floral arrangements ...decorate interiors ...design landscape features .... create wonderful photography and albums ...quilt ~ and I don't even know the half of it.... in addition to her being a wonderful daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother and friend....
Joey was a "details" person....no rock was left unturned to meet a goal; a fierce competitor who also always loved to see others win. She planned everything to the tiniest detail - if it was a month before Christmas, you could count on holiday printed toilet paper in the bathroom!
If she knew it was going to happen....she was ready for it - evidenced by the following writing finally revealed by her loving sister, Marie, after Joey's passing. Joey had recorded it many years before any sickness ever threatened her:
My Obituary-----I ask no flowers sent this day, no engravings on a stone: No sad sung songs - or bitter tears, for your not left alone. Dry your eyes and don't be sad, cry no more tears for me; I'm as near to you as your beating heart, although you cannot see. I'll be with you each morning, and guard you every night; It may not be in earthly ways, but through Gods loving light. I know that you are wishing, you could bring back the past; but you must know that I still live, Death is just an ugly mask. And now my darlings, this I ask, that happy you will be; My earthly dues are paid in full, Our Lord has set me free. Joey Katsos
Even Cancer had a hard time taking her down...
How we miss her.....
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