Memory of Joanne siblings | Helen
| Joseph III | Robert
| Maureen | Kenneth
| Eugene | parents |
is your Hero?
until I grew much older that I began to realize that our true heroes are
those that live their lives in quiet dignity; those that touch our lives
in many small ways; those that often remain unsung;
know you are probably scowling at me right now, with your classic Jones
furrowed brow, Because you did not want to be a hero. You confided in
me many times that you did not want to have to be strong, to be courageous,
to have to serve as an inspiration to others. You would have easily traded
it all just have your health, and life; to just be a regular "Jo".
For the amazing wife you have been to Phillip; your unwavering love, And the way you sanctified your holy wedding vows every day of your life; "In sickness and in health in good times and bad." You were always there for him
For the incredible mother that you have been, raising four beautiful, smart, and talented children, mixing just the right amounts of discipline and laughter, along with heaping amounts of love.
For the way you tenderly cared for all of the patients with Dr. Corsari, as though they were your own. Thanks to your caring touch and observations, hundreds of children see clearly today, and smile.
For your fiery spirit that you displayed in everything you did. You did not live life passively. You attacked it. I will always laugh thinking about the way you would bark out directions --"Phil, you have to turn here!" even though they were often wrong; but you had passion, and that is much more important than being right or wrong.
For the way you always lived life to the fullest. You never took the path of least resistance. And when you had the chance to either sit out or dance, you always chose to dance. Even after you lost your leg to cancer, you chose to dance -- at Joni and Larry's wedding. And dance you did -- nothing was going to stop you.
way you always put others before yourself. Even in your own moment of
need and suffering, you asked that people think and pray for others such
as Devin, as opposed to yourself. I even understand that one of the reasons
you chose your final resting place is because "it will be convenient for
For all of these reasons, and many, many more, you are my hero. And you always shall be.
And until we meet again, I wish you luck in your scrabble matches in heaven with Grandma, Daddy, and others. Just be sure to keep a keen eye on Daddy. He can be a real shrewd one!
I love you. And I will miss you, always.