i REMEMBER jOYCE AND i GOING PLACES TOGETHER AND LISTENING TO MUSIC. ONE DAY SHE WANTED TO DO SOMETHING AND i SAID "I'M DOWN WITH THAT', I THOUGHT SHE WAS GOING TO LAUGH TILL SHE ROLLED OUT OF THE CAR. sHE THOUGHT THAT WAS COOL.

I miss my nana she was soo nice to everybody she would go out of her way to help everybody.When i was born she said i though i would never be a nana at 29.

Aunt Joyce was the light of the room, when she smiled so did everyone else. She was so selfless and caring it was unbelievable. Aunt Joyce wasn't just my family, but, also an understanding friend who stood with me. It's never going to be the same without you. I love you bunches.
-Robert T Jones jr. 

Ps. Dad, wants you to know that he cared about you deeply, and will always miss your super contagious smile. 

We remember when Joyce was four years old, she could not say Hill Street Blues. So every thursday night when they were put in bed at eight-thirty, the girls would send Joyce back down stairs to ask us if they could watch the show. She would ask, "Can we watch High Hill Blues"?  We would laugh so hard because of the way she said it, we would let them stay up. 

I remember all of us playing hide and seek with our dad and he had this thing with tapping us on the heads with a whiffle ball bat, saying  found you. Joyce and I were hiding behind  the couch and she had slid under the couch just before dad found well me. I looked at him and said what about Joyce, he looked she wasn't there and tapped me on the head again. Then after hearing her giggle, he tipped the couch backwards and there she laid, looking up at our dad and innocently says" I wasn't hiding from you Daddy, honest". It caused such a road of laughter, he couldn't even tap her saying he found her, he was laughing so hard.

This photo came from me and Joyce going out to breakfast one day just because. We laughed, joked, and it was one of the best times I ever had with her. I love and miss you so much Jo. Rest easy til we see each other again.

I’m really going to miss you Joyce.  How we would laugh and talk, you always calling me  “What’s up sugar britches !!”  You would always make me laugh even when I wasn’t feeling very well. You were taken from us way too soon. I love you little sis,  and you don’t know how much you meant to Nancy and I.  The world is not going to be the same without you here. 

I remember when Joyce was 4 or 5 years old she had a little red tricycle. She would ride it up and down the side walk by our house. She had the roundest cheeks and she was as cute as ever. I would chase her while she was on that tricycle. I would kiss her cheeks as she would ride back and forth. She would get so mad at me and say "stop it!" All she wanted to do is ride that tricycle. So there was one day she was on that tricycle and riding it really fast and i picked her up off of it as she went by and it was funny cause she was kicking her legs and screaming saying " put me down!" I looked at her and said " only if you let me kiss your cheeks." She quit kicking her legs and tilted her head sideways where her cheek was towards me and said" Fine! Hurry up!" So i kissed her fat cheeks like 5 times in a row and she was squirming and said " Alright stop! I wanna ride my bike already." I laughed so hard. She really hated when i would blow on her cheeks and kiss them like i did. But she was so darn cute. She even fell asleep on that tricycle one day. She had wore herself out riding it. I am not sure if Mom remembers but i do. Mom picked her up and took her in the house to lay her down for her to finish her nap. So everytime i see a little one on a tricycle. I remember chasing Joyce to kiss her cheeks. I love you Joyce. I wish i could kiss your cheeks one more time. I love you Joe. Missing you so much!!

I will always cherish our frantic trips all over the city at 3 a.m. to find a McDonald's with a functioning frappe machine, so we could indulge in our favorite caramel frappe's with extra caramel drizzle. She was the best aunt, mother, and bestest friend anyone could have been blessed with.

I am Joyce's bfffffff and we shared so much. We meet 23 year's ago and I am so blessed to had her as a friend. I could going on and on about how great and wonderful person she was but there's just not enough space to share that.  I will say I loved her so much and will miss her so much but I know she's with me. Thank you Joyce for letting be apart of your life.

I met Joyce when she was 5 years old and she, and her five older sisters, immediately stole my heart. She was full of love and enthusiasm for being with those she loved. When she was young, this manifested in excitedly planning outings. As she matured, she became the person who kept everyone connected to and informed about each other. She cared deeply, was slow to judge and quick to embrace. 

Joyce was an unusual mix of vulnerability and fierceness, the latter of which could be provoked if you crossed those to whom she was dedicated. That dedication was first and foremost to her daughter, Alisha, and her husband, Larry. But many others -- her sisters, Larry's children and grandchildren -- were also the beneficiaries of her fierce and loyal affection. 

We will all be different, individually and as a group, without her. We will miss her terribly.

Mimi

Joyce was an absolutely amazing person who was generous to a fault and always wanted to help. We were incredibly lucky to have her in our lives. 

OBITUARIO

Joyce M. Hout

13 julio, 1980 – 29 enero, 2020

Hockemeyer & Miller Funeral Home

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