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Joyce Richardson

Athens, Ohio

1938 - 2020

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March 25, 2020
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Athens, Ohio

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Joyce Richardson, age 81, Athens, died on Wednesday, March 25, at her home. It was her 61st wedding anniversary with husband Phil Richardson, who died in December.


She will be remembered fondly as a teacher, a mother, and a wife, but more than anything and most importantly to her, Joyce was a writer. Born in 1938 in Van Wert, Ohio to J. Fred and Evelyn Williams, she began writing as a child and continued through Van Wert High School to Ohio University, where she earned a BA in English and an MA in Creative Writing. She once wrote that “nothing equals the joy of an in-progress poem and a completed work of art.”


Her often award-winning poems and short stories were published in journals and collections, and she is the author of three novels and three chapbooks of poetry. Her novels include the book On Sunday Creek and her two museum mysteries, Nude Descending a Staircase and Nude with Red Hat. Her published poetry chapbooks consist of The Reader, Sailing without a Sail, and Delia’s Gone. Her poetry demonstrates her ability to combine the personal, the humorous, and the imaginative. She was recognized by the Ohio Arts Council with a fellowship and awarded residencies at various artist colonies. Upon retirement, her husband started writing also, and they shared this passion which took them to retreats and workshops all over, especially treasuring the Wildacres Writers’ Workshop in North Carolina.


Joyce began teaching at Chauncey Junior High and later spent twenty years teaching English and Drama at Trimble High School. She cherished her students and encouraged them to believe in their potential as much as she did. She was also thrilled to direct the school plays for many years.


Joyce was also a lifelong learner, pursuing painting, playwriting, and comedy writing and performing as one of the older students in Mel Helitzer’s famed stand-up comedy class at Ohio University. In retirement, she volunteered as a docent at the Kennedy Museum. She loved to travel, and a favorite destination was San Miguel de Allende, Mexico.


She put up with a lot of foolishness from her sons Drew and Mark Richardson, but supported them unquestioningly in all their life endeavors.


In a recent piece, she compared herself to her mother, who continued to be vibrant and charmed everyone after her husband passed. Joyce wrote, “I charm no one. I am in my eighties and cannot imagine my life without Phil.” In this she was partly wrong; she charmed everyone.


Joyce is survived by her sons, her niece Maria Williams, her former daughter-in-law—but always a daughter—Donna Penoyer, her sister-in-law Jo Ann Conard, and numerous other nieces and nephews. Besides her beloved husband, she was preceded in death by her parents and her brother Don Williams. She will be lovingly missed by many, but especially her local friends Jean and Barry Thomas and Bic and Maureen Weissenrieder, who with Joyce and Phil raised many a glass in celebration.


A memorial service for both Joyce and Phil Richardson will be held when we can all safely meet again.  Arrangements are with Jagers & Sons Funeral Home.  Please share a memory, a note of condolence or sign the online register at www.jagersfuneralhome.com.


In lieu of flowers, please send donations to the Kennedy Museum of Art in Athens.

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I briefly knew Mrs. Richardson as we shared a smile when I would see her walking with her husband in the neighborhood. They always looked so happy. I always looked when I went by the house to see how she had decorated the statue in front of her home :) I know she will be missed by many.

I knew Joyce from painting classes we attended and loved her work and enthusiasm for all the arts. She was a joy.

Joyce, Phil and I spent many holidays, vacations and hundreds of other special times together, like our many picnics at the lake in Beechwood near Athens where we were neighbors. We were friends for nearly 50 years, and after I moved away from the area, we visited several times a year, often for our "shared" birthdays in October and early November. Phil and I were playing Scrabble until the week he died, and I got to visit them once before he passed. The three of us shared a love of...

I'm so sorry for the loss of Mrs. Richardson. She was my teacher at Trimble. She was a wonderful teacher who demonstrated her passion for writing every day to her students. She made learning fun. I never saw her without a smile on her face. She was always positive and so encouraging to all of us. I will always have fond memories of her. God bless you with strength and peace.

Although we didnt get to spend much time in my adult years, you were always near and dear to me. You and Uncle Phil were always the light in the room. You were always so witty and funny. I have so many memories as a young child with you and Uncle Phil. I would hear stories from Meemaw and Aunt Jo growing up. I would've loved to have been able to bring our kids out and have Uncle Phil tell us ghost stories again and scare us. Now I know where I get my love for writing from. Uncle Phil and...

I loved Joyce and Phil so much. Dear writing friends and joyous people who always knew how to enjoy life. I will always miss sitting down with Joyce and talking poetry.

Joyce and Phil were well-loved members of the Wildacres family of writers. Each charming and full of mischief in their own way, but together, they were quite a force of nature. Their love for each other was an inspiration. I will miss them greatly and remember them with fondness. ❤

Jo Ann Conard

I was Joyces sister-in-law. We were very close, and said we were really sisters. I visited she and Phil often plus we went on several vacations to the beach at Sanbridge, VA. Our brother Bob Richardson accompanied us. Joyce & Phil had the Storybook Marriage. I miss them both and there is a hole in my heart knowing they are gone forever. They are together in heaven as they were in life.