Joyce and I have so much in common, I feel like a part of me is gone.  Having grown up just around the corner from the Wouldstras, we were both raised by loving, hard working farming families.  Fresh air and plenty of chores to keep us active, both families of all girls - they had four, we had seven.  Her parents were always great neighbors and when ever we got together, it was like a family reunion.  She was like another sister to us and was a welcome part of our family.."Joycey" as we knew her, always kept in touch over the years with one or another of us.  She was one of those kind of friends who you might not see for a year or two, but when you did, she greeted you with a smile, a big hug, and the time that had lapsed just evaporated.  She had a way of making you feel like she had time for you and you were important.  Her thoughtfulness and warmth will be missed by the Hamilton girls - may she rest in peace...