Joyce M. Swint

"Grandma" Swint and I shared 21 years of great memories, and we both always loved to reminisce about one particular memory from when I was about 4 years old. "Great Martin", Grandma's mom, would always call her daughter by name, Joyce. I wouldn't stand for that, so I said, "Don't call my Grandma Joyce. Her name is Grandma!" The next voice Grandma will hear is Jesus waking her from sleep, and I look forward to hearing her voice, soon!

Bill and family,Gloria and I want to send our love and heartfelt sympathy. May Jehovah be with you and your family.
Tom and Gloria Mayberry

My first memory of Joyce goes back over eighteen years ago ... at Tina's graduation party (where I got to know the real Mike Dillon). Joyce & Bill were host to a motley crew of young people as usual! There were volleyball games, water balloon fights, and I seem to remember a creme pie fight as well. Joyce was as young as the rest of us. Her joy, laughter and love for everyone was something I never forgot. And knowing her better now, her determination, strength, endurance, and love for...