Joseph Daniel Casey III

Joseph Daniel Casey III - March 8, 1951- June 1, 2025

If normal was a town, Joie Casey never even drove through it. Entrepreneur, enthusiast, experimenter, and occasional expert (depending on the day). He wore loud colored Hawaiian shirts and tennis shoes to board meetings intentionally and somehow, still landed the deal. In the world of business, he zigged when others zagged. Risk was a welcomed dinner guest. Convention never made the invite list.



Joie didn't just live life, he tackled it, bear hugged it, spun it around a few times, and then invited it out for hot dogs at midnight. Whether it was investing in bizarre ideas that somehow worked, helping people find and craft their own hidden talents, or breaking into a wild interpretive dance (just because), Joie created a world that was better, weirder, and far more fun. He believed in long dinners, loud laughter, and the power of giving someone your undivided attention. Friends became family. Family became legends. Strangers didn't stay strangers for long. Joie had a salesman's ability to connect wrapped in a sincerity that made you want to stop by, come in and stay awhile (or longer…)

He was a walking playlist of life- with music that defied algorithms. From underground folk venues to sold out stadium tours, Joie collected live performances like other people collect souvenirs. And if he loved the band, he would drag half the family- or a few lucky strangers-along just to share the magic. He believed stages were sacred, performers were prophets and the best way to honor both was to show up, clap hard and stay late.

Sports…Joie loved them all (except hockey) as long as there was passion, sweat, and someone yelling from the stands. He didn't care if they won as much as who made the most amazing catch or staged the biggest comeback. If there was an athlete giving it their all, you could bet Joie was in the front row, probably trying to start the wave. Joie had the rare privilege of finding a way to turn his passion for sports into a successful business venture probably because, at heart, he was as big a fan as the customers he found a way to connect with.

One of his proudest lifetime achievements wasn't a business milestone- it was the decades-long, deep friendships he maintained with his classmates and teachers from Salisbury High School. He spoke often, and fondly, of those days- the people who shaped him, challenged him and laughed with him. He didn't just stay in touch, he stayed loyal, connected and deeply grateful. Those relationships were his anchor, his joy and proof that some bonds really are forever.

His home was a safe haven for wild ideas and deep conversations. He celebrated every offbeat interest, defended every unconventional dream and offered the same unwavering advice, "Do it your way, just make sure it's yours" To be loved by Joie was to be truly seen, and to be seen by him was to be encouraged to shine a little brighter, stand out in the crowd and live life out loud.



And family…nothing mattered more to him. He didn't just love his people. He believed in them. Fiercely. He made it his personal mission to help each one- child, sibling, cousin or honorary relative discover who they were and become it unapologetically. Tie dye or three-piece suit, musician or mathematician, he taught by example. Be bold, Be weird. Be you.

Joie is survived by his bride of 51 years Kim, sisters Elley, Doris and Michele and brother Michael, 6 uniquely individual children Kim and wife Shelly, Sheila and husband Charlie, Dyana and husband Royal, Joseph and wife Paula, Paul and wife Lisa and son Joey, 8 grandchildren (Devon, Alessandra, Tianna, Paul Jr., Justin, Logan, Olivia and Abbi), one great-grandson Salomon, a wild legacy of half-finished notebooks full of genius, and a community of people better off for having been in his orbit.

He is preceded in death by his father Joseph Casey II, His mother Eleanore Skelton, his sister Jo-An Bujcs, his sister Darlene Hamershock and his honorary grandson Seth Perkins.

A celebration of Joie's life is currently in the planning stages. A date and time will be announced as the information becomes available. When we do have the chance to get together, please observe the appropriate dress code, anything but boring (Hawaiian shirts encouraged). Bring a story, a memory, or just your truest self. That's all he ever asked for. In lieu of flowers, do something wild. Say yes to the strange idea, cheer loud, love louder. Take the long route home and wave at the cows. That's what Joie would've done.