Joseph Paul Mattimoe

So soda to hear about Mr Mattimoe. I remember him as my teacher at Mitchell and transitioning as my teacher at Scarlett. I remember his face turning beet read with laughter. He was an awesome teacher! Prayers for his family.

Joe was my friend.
When I think of him, I think of:
the color yellow,
beautiful gardens in every season,
a collection of fine antiques and art,
good food,
Moira,
a well ironed shirt,
time with family and friends,
orchids,
cheese steak hoagies,
chardonay,
sitting by the fire reading books and magazines,
Jug Town,
Jack-in-the-Pulpit,
his laugh, his smile,
his sensitivity for his students,
well taught math...

In the 1980s I lived at 310 Cross street And spent 13 years there renovating a Victorian house. I always admired their garden as I was walking around. He noticed me admiring it and was very friendly there after. I was always absolutely in love with his glimmering plum colored antique sofa! He was an inspiring fellow.... rest in peace Joe.

Joe was a favorite cousin and though we were long out of contact, I missed him all those years. Rest in peace, Joe. And my sincere condolences to Hank.

Sending my deepest condolences to Hank, and all of Joe´s friends and family. I was honored to have met them both years ago and getting to work in their beautiful garden a handful of times was a blessing. I admired them both.

Both of our daughters, Solange and Natalia were lucky to have had Mr. Mattimoe as their 6th Grade teacher. We will always be grateful that they both had such a good academic year with him.

One of my favorite teachers. I was in his 6th grade class at Mitchell and Mr. Mattimoe was NOT to be trifled with. He was strict and sweet, smart and compassionate, and pushed us all to be better students and people. I remember on party / holiday days he would bring a fabulous spinach dip and we would devour it. Even the vegetable-avoiders were thrilled to see that spinach dip. He is one teacher I remember and remember fondly. May his memory be a blessing.

I can't express my love for Joe without Hank included. They have been a unified entity since Aug. 15, 2003. I've been the lucky one to share working in their gardens with them every year since. With their kindness and support which kept increasing my self esteem to them cheering me on when I wound up as caretaker of the Ladies Literary Club and then to feeling like I "belonged" to the Ypsilanti "Community" myself, too.
But Joe never let me say an discouraging word about myself with...

Joe was first a colleague at Mitchell School and then a dear and cherished friend. I will miss him but am grateful for the good times and laughs we shared. So sorry, Hank. Love to you