Labor Day was late that year. So on a sunny Thursday three years ago Joan hopped into her car with a list. The usual errands (post office; recycling) and some extras, a school entrance interview for her grandson Leo and for herself, a doctor's visit. (Before she'd moved her doctor'd said, "Joan, when you get to Virginia, find yourself a smart young internist.) She arrived on time, leaving 14 year old Leo in the car to amuse his cousin, 15 month old Owen. 90 minutes later Joan left in an ambulance, with a diagnosis of advanced pancreatic cancer and ten days to live.
Long before she was a grandmother she was just "Joannie from Pringle". A cheerleader with lots of boyfriends. They called her 'Kid Dictionary' because she was smart. Joan graduated high school at 16 and had 4 kids in 7 years. A more resilient woman you could not find. She faced everything life threw at her--and it threw a lot--with grace and grit.
























