I have known Mrs. Park since I was 11 years old and I would consider myself a part of the Park family since I was 15 years old when I became best friends with their daughter Heather. I spent many days at their house and considered it my second home. Mr. and Mrs. Park always made me feel welcomed and I certainly enjoyed Mrs. Park's cooking. To this day I still cook my roast the way she taught me.
I have always had the utmost respect and admiration for Mrs. Park. She would tell me of the things she had done and so many of them before she got married. The relationship between Mr. and Mrs. Park was always one that I hope to have with my husband. I loved that they travelled to so many places and enjoyed immersing themselves in different cultures. She loved telling their stories. Joyce had such an infectious zest for life. Of course Mrs. Park was never afraid to voice her opinion. It may have been a little hard to swallow at times but I have always respected that she knew who she was and didn't back away from it. I always knew that she loved me and was always very supportive of me. There was never a lack of a smile when I would see her and her smile is one that I will always remember.
I truly believe that our lives are defined in moments and it is a moment that I was privileged to witness that I would like to share. When Heather and I were seniors in high school, Fair Oaks Mall held their first Fashion Panel contest. They advertised it as being models for their mall (only later to find out it was more about free labor than modeling). Heather and I thought it was a fantastic idea to be models. We both tried out. 150 people applied and all were interviewed and the number was cut down to 50. From the 50, they would choose 25 after we all participated in a big fashion show at the mall. It was exciting, scary, and a lot of fun. Many had family in the audience to include my mom and Mrs. Park. After the show, the top 25 were named by alphabetical order. I was called first. When it came to the P's, we waited and Heather's name was called out. I glanced over at Joyce and it was in that moment I saw so much joy and so much love of a mother to her daughter. It was a moment I wish I could have captured. If Mrs. Park could have told everyone in Fair Oaks that was her daughter she would have. It is something I want Heather to know: that her mom loved her more than anything. The greatest gift Mrs. Park gave to me was her beautiful daughter that I can call my best friend for 32 years.
In late April, 2013 Darlene Spargo wrote: We were heartsick to hear about Joyce. I can't imagine this world without Joyce in it: she was so full of life and just plain fun. I loved Joyce the minute I met her in Sleepy Eye. What a privilege to have known her! She was unique and we will never forget our wonderful visit with you two. We have you and your family in our prayers and Joyce in our heart.
Darlene and Jim
In late April, 2013 niece Sue wrote: Joyce was a gift to all of us! I have wonderful memories of time spent with her. I will never forget her deep laughter, love of children, ability to cook, and her passion for you, her family. She was beautiful, inside and out, and oh so smart. My life has been enriched by having her love me!
Love, Sue and Bob.
In late April, 2013 Brenda Irvine wrote: We are saddened to hear about the passing of Mrs.Park. We will cherish our memories of our times spent with you both on your many visits to Florida ... and of course from when my mom and dad lived behind you in Annandale.
Our hearts go out to you and your family - we offer our sincere and deepest condolences.
Kindest Regards, Brenda Irvine and Ron Cameron
On April 22,2013 Lois Irvine wrote: Dear David, I've been thinking of you in this time of sorrow and can imagine how weary and stressed everyone is. My thoughts and prayers are with you all.
I have many happy memories oy our Washington posting made all the more special by knowing the Park family. Always there for a Canadian neighbor to help in any way you could.
Joyce was always eager to assist by swapping great recipies and food tips; sewing suggestions; tour guide ect. The greatest gift of all was her friendship - given with love and a smile.
I hope the days ahead will lighten the load of heavy hearts.
God Bless- With hugs and sincere sympathy.
On April 29, 2013 Jane Howard wrote: Dear David and Family, I saw the announcement of Joyce's passing in the paper and want to extend my sympathies to you and the family.
Joyce was one of the warmest and most caring about all of her family and friends that I have ever known. She will be missed but cherished always. If ever there was an angel, Joyce is one. Your family is blessed indeed. Many happy memories go with you.
Very Sincerely, Jane Howerd - a friend of many years.
On April 30, 2013 Jean Ekern wrote: Dear David and family, I have recently been missing the wonderful Christmas letters.
Joyce and I started 1st grade in Rawson together. In Minneapolis, we met for Chinese food downtown! Near to us. I was in nursing at Fairview Hospital - Joyce studying at the University of Minnesota. Then we each began our exciting life and it has been quite extraodinary. I am happy for having known Joyce.
Jean Sanders Ekern
From a message from Bill Staines to Joyce's son Christopher:
Fortunately for me, I knew and loved your mother for some years. However, it was not nearly long enough to illuminate as so many others can do. Due in part to families moving around, and perhaps in part due to a general familial lack of closeness, my time was very short but sweet in knowing my Aunt Joyce. I do believe that we all tried to make up for lost time in our relationships to some extent, but it does fall short of what I wish we could have experienced.
Of one thing I am pretty certain…one of the finest and most impressive men I know fell quickly and completely in love with the woman you are looking for. Just that told me a lot about her before I ever met her many years later. They married and, fortunately for you, raised a family …and she looked a lot like Ava Gardner.
My remembrance will always be of someone who, as a person who felt she knew what was necessary for a situation to have a positive outcome, with a heart attuned to what is right and what is not right, approached and accomplished her goals with a positive attitude… someone who held high moral ground, and who knew how to use it.
Having that warm heart turned towards me always made me feel quite special, as I believe all who knew Joyce must have also felt. And that, my friend, may truly be my strongest memory of all.
Truth is, I now feel like I have a guardian angel watching over me. I admire and love your Mom for all that she was, and will always be to me.
On April 26, 2013 Lea Fischbach wrote: Dear David and your wonderful children, How very saddened I was and am learning of Joyce's passing. Joyce was always so strong back in my, our, days on Gale Street. I somehow just expected her to last forever and serve as Gale Street's matriarch.
Now we know she is freed from infermities and free to visit us in many spacial memories. My trips to Gale Street have become infrequent, however thoughts of those days, even photos of those days are almost part of each and every day. Many a day back then included a cup of tea around your busy kitchen table. Those momemts somehow calmed nerves and made the rest of that day pass more smoothly.
Please know that you and all your wonderful family have been in my thoughts and prayers and will continue so.
With much love,
On April 26, 2013 niece Holly wrote: Dear Uncle David - I am sorry for your loss, and I pray that I can somehow be of comfort to you. Aunt Joyce was a special lady. She loved deeply and was passionate about her family including all of us from Tom's family. I am grateful for this, and will miss her. We all will - I know I speak for my mom and brothers and sisters when I say that. We are grateful for who she was to us.
Love, Holly and Family
On April 24, 2013 grandson Daniel wrote: Dear Grandpa, Deepest condolences. Our hearts are with you at this difficult time. Grandma was an amazing woman and together you guys raised a great family. I will always remember grandma's big eyes and big eyebrows. So full of life. I will alweys remember her as a loving, accepting, and caring woman that brought happiness to us all. I will always remember the stories she would tell about the places you guys would go and where this or that came from; and it was always somewhere far away.
The love you two hold for each other is infinite and admirable and we hope our love is as everlasting as yours. Her strength and love will be greatly missed! She is in our hearts and all around us.
Love Always, Dan, Tracy, Lilly and Julivs
On April 22,2013 David wrote: I was so saddened to hear of Joyce's passing. Coming after Tim's passing, I can only imagine how difficult the past year has been. You are in our thoughts and prayers.
You and Joyce have always been so supportive of me. That kindness has always been appreciated and remembered.
On April 28, 2013 Art e-mailed: Dave and family, It is with great remorse that I shall be missing my long time North Dakota friends' Sunday conversations about our families from Williston and Marmarth ND. Also, just the mention of Joyce's name brings my wife (Rachel) to tears - too near to home, I guess. Our hearts go out to you in this difficult time.
Love As Always, Art and Rachel
On April 18, 2013 Douglas e-mailed: I am so sorry to read that Joyce passed away. I have you, Michael, Christopher, and Heather firmly in my thoughts and prayers.Rosemary and I had such a wonderful time with you and Joyce. You were wonderful hosts on the occasion of our trip to Washington. I will never forgat you both for your kindness and generosity. Our lives were enriched with our connection to you two.
Our kids will be so sorry also that Joyce has passed on. They loved the stories of our few days with you two in the hub of the great American democracy: not to mention the fun we had with you. Rosemary and I could, and I still can, remember every detail of our stay with you. Joyce had a wonderful sense of humor and an uncanny knack of hitting it just right with my Rosemary, a pair of girls to watch!!
With fond memories of your wonderful gal.
On April 26, 2013 Joyce's niece Kay e-mailed: I have many wonderful memories of Joyce. I will miss her! My first airplane ride at age 8 by myself was from Montana to Seattle to visit my beautiful Aunt Joyce with her jet black hair. I was met at the airport with hugs and kisses. The rest of my time I was troughy spoiled with food, fun, and visits to her work on base. I was treated like a princess.
Whenever I hear a cuckoo clock to this day I think of Joyce. One gift she gave to mom was a cuckoo clock. My love of music boxes also came from Joyce when after some travel she gave me a Swiss musical house that I still have today. She was at my wedding along with her family.
I was lucky enough to visit in Annandale several times. David and Joyce were fabulous hosts. Joyce, of course, was a great cook. On one visit over the 4th of July the Park family braved the crowds to take me to see the fireworks. We camped out close to the Washington Monument. It was so awesome to be there. Now the ride back on the metro was interesting to say the least. Joyce had tried to tell me about the crowd. We laughed as we became part of the sardines crammed in the metro for the ride home.
Another time Myrtie, Joyce, Gladys, and I visited the World War 11 monuments and had a wonderful time. It was great to be with the three sisters.
On April 19, 2013 Joyce's niece Muffy e-mailed:
I was so sorry to hear about the passing of Joyce. I have been thinking of so many sweet memories of my very special Aunt Joyce. I am also thinking about you, her husband, and your children and grandchildren who are grieving deeply. Sam and I are praying for all of you.
I take comfort in the chorus of an old hymn When We All Get To Heaven:
"When we all get to heaven, What a day of rejoicing that will be! When we all see Jesus, We'll sing and shout the victory". I am thankful that there is so much more than this life.
Love, Muffy Minnich
On April 16, 2013 Bonnie Rohr e-mailed:
Mr. Park and all of your family,
What a wonderful and strong lady Mrs. Park was. She loved her church and all of her church friends. She will be greatly missed by all of us at Friendship Church. I will always remember the wonderful potato casserole recipe that she shared with me that forever became one of our family favorites. She said "you will be making it all the time". She was right!!! Mr. Park, you have been so dedicated to Joyce even with your own health issues, she was always first. You had such a wonderful relationship for all of us to model after your lead. Our love goes out to you and all of your family during this hard time. We will not forget Joyce and all of the love that she shared with all of us. She always had a smile at church no matter how hard her days were when she was feeling down and having back pain. Peace, love and prayers to you from our family.
Bonnie and Mike Rohr and Eleanor Clark (Mom sends her love to you and your family)
On April 16, 2013 Pat Tinker Raab e-mailed:
We were saddened to learn of Joyce's passing and know you are comforted by knowing that she was ready to go and that her suffering has ended.
I will always remember Joyce's warmth to me when Bill died, including me (and later Ted) in her terrific family dinners and holiday celebrations.
Our throughts are with you all as you grieve the loss of a wonderful wife, mother, and grandmother.
Pat and Ted Rabb
On April 17, 2013 Elma e-mailed:
Dear David, My throughts and prayers are with you and the family on the loss of Joyce. She called me last Sunday evening as she throught Lon had Lupus instead of his girlfriend. I was touched by her call because I knew how ill she has been but she still had the strength to think of others and reach out to comfort me. I also throught about the time when you both were kind enough to give me a ride with you when we went to Maryland for the Christmas parties and our chats along the way. Joyce was a very special person and I will miss her very much. If I can do anything to help, please do not hesitate to let me know. In the meantime, I will keep your family in my daily prayers. God Bless. Elma
On April 18, 2013 Suzanne e-mailed:
We are deeply saddened by the news of Aunt Joyce's passing and our heartfelt sympathy goes to you in this time. We will forever cherish the memories of time spent with our favorite aunt, she truly was a delight.
Suzanne, Alicia, and Lindsay
On April 28, 2013 Bill Park e-mailed:
Colette and I are saddened by the passing of your beloved wife, Joyce. Our prayers are with you and your family during this difficult time, but rest assured she is in a better place, no longer struggling with earthly health issues.
Colette and I enjoyed meeting Joyce and wish we had had the opportunity to know her better. She definitely was a person worth knowing!
Bill and Colette
On April 28,2013 Tex (Dr James Stannard; Joyce's nephew) e-mailed:
An angel went to heaven today. I will miss her dearly. I have never forgotten how she was there for me when I had to make similar life support decisions about my Dad.
I met Joyce in May 1954 on a bus to Fort Hamilton, NY when we gathered to go overseas for our two year Special Services tour. She liked my hat and asked where I brought it? We were cabin mates on our cruise to Germany and became very friendly with Mary Lou and Gloria, both from Atlanta. They became known as the "Southern Belles" while Joyce and I became the "Friendly West". (Most of the girls from the east thought North Dakota was on the west coast). As we were stationed in different locations we managed to get the same days off and traveled together.
Our big adventures included Joyce & I both driving our little Austin A-40 cars, with two other girls, driving to Spain. While at the Straits of Gibraltar we took a boat across to Tangiers, purchasing 3rd class tickets and soon Joyce had charmed our way into 1st class. Why not keep going, so Joyce talked our way into Spanish Morocco easily, but getting us back out (as we had no visas) really challenged her verbal skills. Another memorable trip was to Rotterdam in the middle of winter, delivering her German maid to a ship to the states. It was COLD!
We stayed in touch, with Joyce still in SS arriving in Fort Lewis, just 45 minutes south of Seattle. Often she stayed with me meeting my friends, now her's too. Then she was transferred to El Paso, TX, where she met your father. However before they were married, she attended the architects national convention in Philadelphia with me then we went on to West Point, where we stayed with your uncle, to Washington D.C., then south where we each visited friends, New Orleans where we missed connections before getting together in Dallas. Joyce came back to the hotel with a several hats on sale, just to get the MM hat boxes.
I have a sister-in-law Norma, an only child who I refer to as "Mother Flanagan" as she takes care of everyone/thing, plant animal or person. She can walk into a room full of angry people, and in short order have them all talking, smiling and laughing. She truly has personality. Joyce was just like her, there are never too many people to take care of, feed tour, house, etc. Joyce was very, very special, one of a kind, that we will all miss so much who left us with so many wonderful memories.
My earliest recollections of Joyce are from the early '40s in Williston. I would have been around six or seven years old. Jim, Gladys and Tom were my contemporaries and were mostly how a kid views cousins...about the same age. (I was a skinny kid, compared to their robustness, and probably couldn't keep up.) John was the older, war-hero cousin, a bit mythical in that he was away at war, but I felt I knew him because he was frequently the topic of conversation. Joyce, of course, was the beautiful cousin. At 16 or 17, as she must have been then, she seemed grown up to a little kid. She was energetic, talkative, funny, clean-cut, athletic and glamorous in that '40s kind of way. I always think of her whenever I hear the Andrews sisters singing. Still do.
At that time we lived in Niagara Falls, New York, and traveled to West Point to meet up for John's graduation and commission. That must have been 1944. Mostly I remember all the cadets' hats going in the air; the color guard; the grounds; visiting cadet quarters with John, and ...it had to be later that year...the Army/Notre Dame football game! In the snow. It featured Glenn Davis and Doc Blanchard under Red Blake. (I'm proud to say I remembered that without Googling it! So I hope it's right.) I remember Joyce there in a general way (I think she had a big coat, earmuffs and a pennant to wave. I'm pretty sure that's right.) In later years we sometimes remarked about the game, and Blanchard and Davis. (It was a great game. I may Google it when I complete this note.)
Next stop, Germany, in 1950. My Dad, Olof, was stationed in Munich. We saw Joyce a lot ... she was stationed there or nearby with the USO, I think. I was about 13 during a memorable trip to Italy that spring or summer. I may have become, to my great fortune, something of inheritor of the affection and connection that existed between Ethel and Joyce during that time. I was a precocious reader and drawer ... kind of nerd kid...and I think Joyce got a kick out of me talking way over my head. It was easy to understand Ethel's appreciation for Joyce...they were a lot alike, in intelligence, humor, directness and generosity. Both had tireless curiosity and energy. Joyce's ability to put people comfortably at ease was a wonderful attribute all of her own. We travelled through Italy together. I recall lots of troops in Venice or maybe it was Rome. Grim scene in a railway station. Every place was still pretty much a mess from WWII. I remember going through the Vatican catacombs with Joyce...spooky thoughts about the skulls in open and accessible recesses. She kidded me about it for years. And in Naples, an introduction to lasagna and Italian street crooners who followed us, singing to Joyce, and saying "I lo-oo-o-ove you, Beautiful American." Joyce laughed them off with something like, "Yes, yes, I love you, too...now go away!"
There's a long gap in time after that. I met David and the kids with Joyce out here in California, in the 70s I think, and would visit them once in a while during the '80s and '90s when I went to Reston, Virginia, on accreditation business. And, sadly, at services for John.
Most recently, in 2011, during the uprisings in Egypt, my daughter Kirsten and her two children, Logan and Westley, were evacuated from Egypt to DC. It was a stressful time for them, dropped into a small apartment with one suitcase each, including school books. A few weeks in, she called and asked if I could come back just to help out. I went, and of course that's when we spent some time with Joyce and David.
In a recent note, Kirsten wrote that she was saddened to hear of Joyce's passing ...and that their evacuation wasn't all bad because as a result they have some very nice memories and was glad she had the time with Joyce and David. I remember the time with them clearly, too ...I think I could point out the table in the restaurant we went to that evening. Italian restaurant, just sort of curve right from the door to a round, brown table. I can still see Joyce telling stories to Kirsten and the kids. And Kirsten being very animated and talking away and laughing. She sat to my left, Joyce to my right, David across from me, and the kids between David and Kirsten. It was memorable ... I'm surprised how vivid it is. David picked up the check. Long story, but it's about Joyce interacting and strengthening them at a key moment. Joyce always had room in her house and in her heart ... all of her life.
When Jim was in high school he and his Social Studies partner Jack Reep were given an assignment to build some type of a structure from the renaissance era. Well, he didn't let his mother know about this until the evening before and it just so happened that Joyce and Myrtie were home at the time. The girls scrambled around to find some building materials while Joyce and Myrtie proceeded to build an entire castle along with a moat. While the two sisters were working on this Jim and his buddy Jack played pool. They turned the project in on the next day and they both received an A.
Jim was born on Dec. 20th, 1934 at Mercy Hospital in Williston. His sister Joyce who was about nine and a half years old was at the hospital at the time of his birth. The Catholic Nun who was the head nurse handed baby Jim from the Nursery over into his sister's arms and let Joyce take him alone up to his mother's room which we believe was on the second floor. Of course Jim wouldn't have remembered this but your mother told him about this many times because it was such a special moment in her life. Wow, have times changed or what?
When Amber got married we had the privilege of driving up to Pinedale, Wyoming for her beautiful wedding. This gave us the opportunity to spend some quality time with Dave and Joyce, Sandra and Rock and many other family members. This was Jim's last chance to be with his sister and he will always cherish the memories of that trip.
You hear a lot of in-law jokes but personally I was blessed with three lovely sisters-in-law.
When we lived in Williston I had an awful time with my asthma and sometimes didn't know what to do with Matt and David while Jim was out farming. Well, you know what I'm going to say next...Joyce with her own houseful of little kids stepped up to the plate and babysat for our boys. How exhausted she must have been but never once complained.
My thoughts have been with all of you every minute since my closest dear friend, Joyce passed away. We had been friends since High School and she was the friendliest of everyone in the whole High School by far. I admired her so much when she ventured Europe by herself---I was so surprised her father gave her permission to do that and I still have the gift she brought back to me.
Joyce was with me during both of my pregnancies and helped me so much. The first person I saw after delivering my daughter, Jan. Many years later when she was home clearing out her Mother's house I had a mini stroke and I called her and she took me to the hospital and stayed with me as busy as she was. I don't even remember calling her or her taking me to the hospital. I have always felt I was a member of the Stannard family as they were all so good to me.
After my husband passed away both David and Joyce were so great to me and asked me to go on several trips with them which I never would have done had it not been for them. And when my grandkids went to Georgetown they were so great to them. I know they will never forget that.
When Jim and Tom had that terrible experience and were in the hospital so long and Joyce came home from overseas to be with family we spent many hours together. The whole town of Williston were in shock at that time. I can remember Joyce and I sitting on my back steps talking and crying--what a terrible time that was for all.
I could go on forever with memories, but the thing I remember most right now is that I have lost the dearest and closest friend I ever had and will miss her so very much---she will always be in my memories for sure. I am so happy I was able to see both she and David a year ago last January and I knew at that time I would probably never see Joyce again as I don't travel that much anymore.
We have many happy memories of a special lady. Both of our kids, David and Lisa, went to Georgetown University. We are here in Bismarck, a long ways away. Joyce and David immediately became adoptive grandparents. On those "short holiday weekends" like Thanksgiving and Easter when it was impossible for David or Lisa to come home (and any other time) they were always welcome at Joyce and David's. Joyce you will be missed -- and you were very, very special to us. Joel and Jan Gilbertson
As the first grandchild of the Stannard clan, I was fortunate to spend a fair amount of time in Williston during my early years. I called you Mama Joyce and still do to this day. You were a second mother to me.
You had a friendly and outgoing personality and made everyone you met feel important and comfortable. Your sense of humor was amazing and your storytelling is legendary. We will never forget the wonderful time at Sid & Myrtie's 50th reunion in Spokane when in 1994, so many of the Stannards (including Grandma) were able to attend.
Joyce, you will be missed by all people who ever met you. More importantly, you will be remembered and loved by those same folks. You are in a better place now – rest in peace. We love you.
Sid & Cathy Johnson
Dave & Family: We are so sorry to hear from Bridget of your loss of Joyce. We remember fondly the times spent with all of you on Gale Street. We still have and use many of Joyce's great recipes. She will be greatly missed by all who knew her. - Mel and Jan Luter
Heather and family - Our condolences to you and yours. We know you have so many wonderful memories with your mom. Joyce was such a vivacious character. Keep us all on our toes! I am grateful for her generosity and sense of splendor. I was always welcomed in your home to raid the ginger snaps! I know her remembrances will be filled with love and joy. Fondly - Carla and Eddie Garcia & Family
Mom...My Mother, I will miss you so much. I know you are at peace now and with Tim looking over us all. I was so lucky to have you as my mom. I love you now and forever. Your daughter, Sandra
Dear Mrs. Park's,
I have been attending FUMC on and off since I was a boy. When I returned to Friendship, I met you in a manner that many of us meet each other when we attend services and socials. As time has marched on, I have regretted not having the ability to remember names and faces. I remember you. I often think when I get that good feeing that only services and church socials can bring, of how polite, kind and sweet you were. Always asking how I was doing and commenting on what beautiful children I have. I will truly miss you and those moments. Rest in peace with our creator.
Grandma, Maureen and I will forever miss you. Maureen was overjoyed that she had the opportunity to meet you last summer and was blown away by your energy. You and Grandpa were and are always there for me and I can't tell you how much it has meant to have you at every special moment in my life. That has really meant a lot to me and will always be appreciated. I love you and Maureen loves you and you will be gravely missed. We look forward to having you watch over both the Park and McEwen clan until we meet again. Love you and Grandpa. Thanks for everything!
You will be missed Grandma! I always envied your experiences in life. I hope one day I can take after you and Grandpa and travel the world and experience all it has to offer. You had a very well lived life and I know Uncle Tim greeted you with open arms and a smile to look over the rest of us from above. Thank you for always being there for all of us over the years. You made a lot of trips out to Wyoming and I will never forget you and Grandpa standing there at each of our accomplishments. It meant a lot!
Love Amber, Oakley and Hadden