m: Kevin J Woods 6 Jan 1961 in Chelan Co, WA
The world lost someone precious this past Monday, when Joan K. Rudd, a 25-year resident of Waterville, passed away. In her 54 years, Joan was a daughter, a sister, a wife, a mother and a friend, and in all these roles she did what she was best at -- she showed us what love means.
For Joan, nothing mattered so much as giving, and give she did, again and again, whatever the courage it required. From the mother to whom she was always so close, to the father she called "Daddy" and who died tragically when she was only 16, to the five brothers and sisters with whom she shared her youth and dreams in Entiat, to the stepfather she called "Dad" even after he died a few years ago, to the man for whom she chose to sacrifice a promising college career for marriage, to the two sons to whom she proudly committed her life and raised all but by herself as a single mother, to the daughters-in-law she embraced as the daughters she had always wanted, to the officers and prisoners she worked and laughed with at the Douglas County Sheriff's Office, to Emery C. Rudd, the man she married and devoted the final and dearest 20 years of her life, to the members of the Federated Church with whom she shared the Christian faith that guided her, and to anyone just lucky enough to meet her for even a minute, all experienced Joan's warmth. All were deeply affected by her unflinching commitment to doing whatever she could, her striking sincerity, her fundamental sweetness, her seemingly endless reservoir of hope, her gentle appreciation of simple things, and her infinite caring for everything and everyone. And all have wondered, especially now, what they ever did to deserve her.
Joan's gift to us was too great to ever be repaid. We're left now with the best we can do -- thanking her for everything, first, and then striving to emulate what she spent her life teaching us. At best, we could only be partly successful. Still, the world would be a decidedly better place then, and Joan, somewhere, surely would smile her soft smile. Whatever we do, Joan's was a remarkable journey. Even in the final, doubtlessly painful days of her long battle with cancer, she never stopped fighting, never stopped telling us how much she loved us, never stopped being more concerned for our welfare than for hers. If a more courageous person ever lived, we've not seen them.
Almost matching the warmth of Joan's legacy is the size of her family. Relatives left with memories of Joan are her husband, Emery C. Rudd; her two sons, Shane and Shawn Woods; her daughters (-in-law) Bridgette Carney and Colleen Woods; her two stepchildren, Robert Rudd and Sherry Kimmel; her mother, Beryle Deppner; her mother-in-law, Margaret Ewing; her five brothers and sisters, Marcia Keithley, Cleo Lyons, Bob and Ted Whitehall and Judy Williams; her stepbrother and three stepsisters, Bill Deppner, Shannon Ake, Denise Sanchez and Charlene Warren; her sister-in-law, Suzie Woods; her four grandchildren; two great-grandchildren; and too many more distant relatives to list. Preceding her in death were the father and stepfather she loved so dearly, Russell Whitehall and Donald Deppner, and her beloved father-in-law as well, Glenn Woods.
Arrangements are by Telford's Chapel of the Valley, East Wenatchee.
The world lost someone precious this past Monday, when Joan K. Rudd, a 25-year resident of Waterville, passed away. In her 54 years, Joan was a daughter, a sister, a wife, a mother and a friend, and in all these roles she did what she was best at -- she showed us what love means.
For Joan, nothing mattered so much as giving, and give she did, again and again, whatever the courage it required. From the mother to whom she was always so close, to the father she called "Daddy" and who died tragically when she was only 16, to the five brothers and sisters with whom she shared her youth and dreams in Entiat, to the stepfather she called "Dad" even after he died a few years ago, to the man for whom she chose to sacrifice a promising college career for marriage, to the two sons to whom she proudly committed her life and raised all but by herself as a single mother, to the daughters-in-law she embraced as the daughters she had always wanted, to the officers and prisoners she worked and laughed with at the Douglas County Sheriff's Office, to Emery C. Rudd, the man she married and devoted the final and dearest 20 years of her life, to the members of the Federated Church with whom she shared the Christian faith that guided her, and to anyone just lucky enough to meet her for even a minute, all experienced Joan's warmth. All were deeply affected by her unflinching commitment to doing whatever she could, her striking sincerity, her fundamental sweetness, her seemingly endless reservoir of hope, her gentle appreciation of simple things, and her infinite caring for everything and everyone. And all have wondered, especially now, what they ever did to deserve her.
Joan's gift to us was too great to ever be repaid. We're left now with the best we can do -- thanking her for everything, first, and then striving to emulate what she spent her life teaching us. At best, we could only be partly successful. Still, the world would be a decidedly better place then, and Joan, somewhere, surely would smile her soft smile. Whatever we do, Joan's was a remarkable journey. Even in the final, doubtlessly painful days of her long battle with cancer, she never stopped fighting, never stopped telling us how much she loved us, never stopped being more concerned for our welfare than for hers. If a more courageous person ever lived, we've not seen them.
Almost matching the warmth of Joan's legacy is the size of her family. Relatives left with memories of Joan are her husband, Emery C. Rudd; her two sons, Shane and Shawn Woods; her daughters (-in-law) Bridgette Carney and Colleen Woods; her two stepchildren, Robert Rudd and Sherry Kimmel; her mother, Beryle Deppner; her mother-in-law, Margaret Ewing; her five brothers and sisters, Marcia Keithley, Cleo Lyons, Bob and Ted Whitehall and Judy Williams; her stepbrother and three stepsisters, Bill Deppner, Shannon Ake, Denise Sanchez and Charlene Warren; her sister-in-law, Suzie Woods; her four grandchildren; two great-grandchildren; and too many more distant relatives to list. Preceding her in death were the father and stepfather she loved so dearly, Russell Whitehall and Donald Deppner, and her beloved father-in-law as well, Glenn Woods.
Arrangements are by Telford's Chapel of the Valley, East Wenatchee.
m: Kevin J Woods 6 Jan 1961 in Chelan Co, WA
The world lost someone precious this past Monday, when Joan K. Rudd, a 25-year resident of Waterville, passed away. In her 54 years, Joan was a daughter, a sister, a wife, a mother and a friend, and in all these roles she did what she was best at -- she showed us what love means.
For Joan, nothing mattered so much as giving, and give she did, again and again, whatever the courage it required. From the mother to whom she was always so close, to the father she called "Daddy" and who died tragically when she was only 16, to the five brothers and sisters with whom she shared her youth and dreams in Entiat, to the stepfather she called "Dad" even after he died a few years ago, to the man for whom she chose to sacrifice a promising college career for marriage, to the two sons to whom she proudly committed her life and raised all but by herself as a single mother, to the daughters-in-law she embraced as the daughters she had always wanted, to the officers and prisoners she worked and laughed with at the Douglas County Sheriff's Office, to Emery C. Rudd, the man she married and devoted the final and dearest 20 years of her life, to the members of the Federated Church with whom she shared the Christian faith that guided her, and to anyone just lucky enough to meet her for even a minute, all experienced Joan's warmth. All were deeply affected by her unflinching commitment to doing whatever she could, her striking sincerity, her fundamental sweetness, her seemingly endless reservoir of hope, her gentle appreciation of simple things, and her infinite caring for everything and everyone. And all have wondered, especially now, what they ever did to deserve her.
Joan's gift to us was too great to ever be repaid. We're left now with the best we can do -- thanking her for everything, first, and then striving to emulate what she spent her life teaching us. At best, we could only be partly successful. Still, the world would be a decidedly better place then, and Joan, somewhere, surely would smile her soft smile. Whatever we do, Joan's was a remarkable journey. Even in the final, doubtlessly painful days of her long battle with cancer, she never stopped fighting, never stopped telling us how much she loved us, never stopped being more concerned for our welfare than for hers. If a more courageous person ever lived, we've not seen them.
Almost matching the warmth of Joan's legacy is the size of her family. Relatives left with memories of Joan are her husband, Emery C. Rudd; her two sons, Shane and Shawn Woods; her daughters (-in-law) Bridgette Carney and Colleen Woods; her two stepchildren, Robert Rudd and Sherry Kimmel; her mother, Beryle Deppner; her mother-in-law, Margaret Ewing; her five brothers and sisters, Marcia Keithley, Cleo Lyons, Bob and Ted Whitehall and Judy Williams; her stepbrother and three stepsisters, Bill Deppner, Shannon Ake, Denise Sanchez and Charlene Warren; her sister-in-law, Suzie Woods; her four grandchildren; two great-grandchildren; and too many more distant relatives to list. Preceding her in death were the father and stepfather she loved so dearly, Russell Whitehall and Donald Deppner, and her beloved father-in-law as well, Glenn Woods.
Arrangements are by Telford's Chapel of the Valley, East Wenatchee.
The world lost someone precious this past Monday, when Joan K. Rudd, a 25-year resident of Waterville, passed away. In her 54 years, Joan was a daughter, a sister, a wife, a mother and a friend, and in all these roles she did what she was best at -- she showed us what love means.
For Joan, nothing mattered so much as giving, and give she did, again and again, whatever the courage it required. From the mother to whom she was always so close, to the father she called "Daddy" and who died tragically when she was only 16, to the five brothers and sisters with whom she shared her youth and dreams in Entiat, to the stepfather she called "Dad" even after he died a few years ago, to the man for whom she chose to sacrifice a promising college career for marriage, to the two sons to whom she proudly committed her life and raised all but by herself as a single mother, to the daughters-in-law she embraced as the daughters she had always wanted, to the officers and prisoners she worked and laughed with at the Douglas County Sheriff's Office, to Emery C. Rudd, the man she married and devoted the final and dearest 20 years of her life, to the members of the Federated Church with whom she shared the Christian faith that guided her, and to anyone just lucky enough to meet her for even a minute, all experienced Joan's warmth. All were deeply affected by her unflinching commitment to doing whatever she could, her striking sincerity, her fundamental sweetness, her seemingly endless reservoir of hope, her gentle appreciation of simple things, and her infinite caring for everything and everyone. And all have wondered, especially now, what they ever did to deserve her.
Joan's gift to us was too great to ever be repaid. We're left now with the best we can do -- thanking her for everything, first, and then striving to emulate what she spent her life teaching us. At best, we could only be partly successful. Still, the world would be a decidedly better place then, and Joan, somewhere, surely would smile her soft smile. Whatever we do, Joan's was a remarkable journey. Even in the final, doubtlessly painful days of her long battle with cancer, she never stopped fighting, never stopped telling us how much she loved us, never stopped being more concerned for our welfare than for hers. If a more courageous person ever lived, we've not seen them.
Almost matching the warmth of Joan's legacy is the size of her family. Relatives left with memories of Joan are her husband, Emery C. Rudd; her two sons, Shane and Shawn Woods; her daughters (-in-law) Bridgette Carney and Colleen Woods; her two stepchildren, Robert Rudd and Sherry Kimmel; her mother, Beryle Deppner; her mother-in-law, Margaret Ewing; her five brothers and sisters, Marcia Keithley, Cleo Lyons, Bob and Ted Whitehall and Judy Williams; her stepbrother and three stepsisters, Bill Deppner, Shannon Ake, Denise Sanchez and Charlene Warren; her sister-in-law, Suzie Woods; her four grandchildren; two great-grandchildren; and too many more distant relatives to list. Preceding her in death were the father and stepfather she loved so dearly, Russell Whitehall and Donald Deppner, and her beloved father-in-law as well, Glenn Woods.
Arrangements are by Telford's Chapel of the Valley, East Wenatchee.
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