Slack, Joyce N. (nee Goede) entered into eternal rest on Saturday, April 15, 2023. Beloved wife of the late Edward L. Slack, Sr.; loving mother of Edward (Jeanie) Slack, JR., Ricky (Deborah) Slack, Taffy Hux and Tonya (Joseph) Summers; Our dear Gramma, Granny, sister, sister-in-law, aunt, great-aunt, cousin and friend to many.
Services: Funeral at KUTIS SOUTH COUNTY CHAPEL 5255 Lemay Ferry Rd on Friday, April 21, 10 a.m.. burial Mt. Hope Cemetery. Visitation, Thursday 4-8 p.m.
Taffy,
I will pray for the family through this time of sorrow and sadness. Your mother was so very kind and thoughtful towards me the times that I did get to visit. Know that Christ is our savior.
Blessings,
Brooks
Aunt Joyce, you will be missed by so, so many…
Love Always,
Mary/Judy
I’m so sorry for all my sweet cousins and their families she was a wonderful woman and a great friend to my parents many prayers for you all and much love.
Rest in peace Joyce. My condolences go out to the entire Slack family
Prayers
Angel Krull (Lewis)
I am sorry for your loss. May your happy memories and strong faith sustain you during this time of sorrow
I am so sorry for your lost. I haven’t seen much of her lately but I did have a chance to talk with her sometime last summer when I run into her and her sister. We all spent a lot of time together when we were all younger,very sweet lady. Rest in peace cousin, I know you will be missed
So, so sorry to hear this. R.I.P. Aunt Joyce. You will be greatly missed. Love you. ❤️
Virgil & Debbie
I remember seeing Joyce and all of you in the house on 12th street. Seems like yesterday, but the time passed fast and we lost touch. So, so sorry for your loss. And know prayers are being prayed for all of you.
Joyce Slack was someone who truly embodies the word “Grandma”. Despite only knowing her for a brief fifteen years I’ve only known her by that name. Merriam-Webster defines “Grandma” as the mother of one’s father or mother but to me a Grandma is someone who does everything for her kids. Joyce Slack, Grandma to me but Mom or Great Grandma to some of you, gave up everything for her kids.
My grandma was a daughter of german immigrants and was the youngest of ten children. Growing up they were very poor and fought to make ends meet. My grandma was a family oriented person and its clear she inherited her love of family from her parents who despite their money troubles always got her and her siblings christmas presents, new clothes on easter and an easter basket. She loved to dance in the park and play ball with the neighborhood kids. She fell in love early in her life and got pregnant at 15. Afterwards she married Edward Leroy Slack the soon to be father of her child. Later she had her first child Edward Jr. By having her first kid she gave up her life just so she could raise him. Soon after she joined the workforce so that she could support her family. By choosing to help her family she gave up a part of her life, while most 16 year olds were out living a fun teenage life she worked in a factory to pay for her kids. It wasn’t a common thing to find a woman in a factory at the time but everyday you could find Joyce Slack trying to help her growing family simply because she did an uncommon thing, caring. After Eddie she had three more kids Ricky, Taffy and Tonya. She worked at Bussman most her life with her sisters while her mother-in-law watched her kids. She never got her driver’s license and rode the bus home but she claimed she drove her husband home whenever he had too much to drink. On the weekends she liked to drive around with her husband and go to the dog track, the clubhouse, and hang out with her sisters. She loved her husband and did anything for him as they grew older.
But there people that are more equipped than I am who are more than willing to tell everyone about her life. The person I’m talking about next is the woman I knew. I remember Grandma as the person who let me sit on the couch and watch TV while she asked if I needed anything to eat and when I replied no she made me something anyway. I remember Grandma as the person who went to a restaurant famous for burgers and ordered chicken strips anyway. I remember her when I eat Hodak’s and how she loved their fried chicken. I remember her everytime I play May I and how she would never give up a card for me. I remember our shared love of mexican food and how she always put parmesan cheese on her tacos. I remember Grandma always rolling fifteen times when she played pass the pigs even though she had enough to win. I remember Grandma as the person who never used a real trash bag and wiped down her trash cans. I remember her love of peeps and how she would until she felt sick. I remember Grandma as someone who could describe anything by saying it was cute or different. I remember Grandma being willing to take someone down to the ground because they bumped into me. I remember how she loved taking trip to disney world every year and how she loved riding on it’s a small world and she would drive us crazy when she sung the song the rest of the day. I remember Grandma always watching the cardinals game and asking me about the score even though I never watched it. I remember Grandma laying in her hospital bed less than a week ago trying to write out that she wanted to give me 20 dollars for chores I’ve never done. That is the Joyce Slack I will forever remember the woman who showed me what the word Grandma truly means.