Joyce Conrad

Growing up on 11th Street was a magical place and time. I have fond memoriesof Joyce serving root beer floats to us neighborhood kids. We would wait patiently on the front porch until the door opened and there was the sweet, cool refreshment. That gesture made Joyce a hero in my eyes. It was many years later when I learned of the Joyce's accomplishments that she became another hero to me. She demonstrated what a strong, independent woman could and did accomplish. She was and is a hero to...