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Joyce Flora <I>Bennett</I> Anderson

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Joyce Flora Bennett Anderson

Birth
Fredonia, Wilson County, Kansas, USA
Death
6 Jul 2021 (aged 79)
Bartlesville, Washington County, Oklahoma, USA
Burial
Fredonia, Wilson County, Kansas, USA Add to Map
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Genesis 2:7 KJV "And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul."

Today we celebrate the life of the living soul we all cherished, Joyce! She was born Joyce Flora Bennett to Estel Howard Bennett and Sadie Emma Lawrence Bennett on June 18th, 1942. She was their fifth child, a middle child, as her parents went on to have seven more children. This is an important fact that helps explain the depth of Joyce's character. Joyce overcame much to build that authoritative, index finger-throwing, giving, fun and loving personality.

Not unlike the final days of Joyce's life, she spent a great deal of her early life relying on help from medical staff. When Joyce was born, the message from the doctor was clear: "Just take her home and do your best, but most likely she won't live." Right from birth, Joyce had to develop a fighting, enduring spirit to stay alive. She spent a lot of time at Kansas University Medical Center in Kansas City suffering through surgeries. At home, her condition meant that she was unable to participate in many of the outdoor chores around the farm. But she still found ways to help. She was like a surrogate mother, the go-to sister that helped take care of all her younger siblings. Hence, the index finger that they all received at one time or another.

A new part of Joyce's tremendous character developed when the opportunity to leave the family and go to the Baptist Bible College in Springfield, Missouri arrived. Her love for children, especially children she instinctively knew were suffering, became a lifelong endeavor to help others. While in Springfield, she learned to read music and play the piano. She had to work part-time while in college and did ironing and house cleaning jobs. She became a fastidious and detailed cleaner, later instructing her younger sisters to be the same. It was not beyond her to scour your kitchen sink while visiting!

Being intelligent and meticulous, accounting became her chosen field. With her can-do attitude, she blossomed in this area. After saving enough money to live on her own for a few months, she moved to Tulsa by herself, with no job or prospects, no place to live, and no close friends to help her, possessing only a belief that she could and would make it happen. That personal drive and determination helped her succeed in the accounting departments of the oil industry in Tulsa. In 2018, a stroke ended her career as a CPA. But her pioneering spirit, grit, and determination will continue to live on and inspire family members and friends who all loved her.

That unafraid and adventurous spirit along with a page from her father's drop-in on distant relatives handbook, Joyce took an Alaskan vacation to visit relatives whom she'd never met before. Being satisfied and inspired from that experience, the desire to be a pilot emerged. This endeavor earned her a pilots license and a pilot husband, Dennis Gilbert Walker. They married July 25, 1975 in Tulsa and had outstanding adventures together flying from state to state. It wasn't unusual on a Saturday afternoon to hear a plane swooping our parent's house to let them know to go to the airport to pick up Joyce and Dennis for a surprise afternoon visit. But once again, Joyce needed to overcome something unexpected when a tragic plane crash brought about Dennis's untimely death.

Later on, Joyce found a new love, John Anderson. She didn't have children of her own but with John she gained 3 precious, grown up stepchildren. And to their children, Joyce became a grandmother! This became and still is her devoted loving family which made Joyce's life full and complete.

Joyce loved a good joke as much as anyone, but many of you may not know that Joyce was an expert at pulling off a joke. John and Joyce liked fishing together and would shop at outdoor adventure stores. A new store, Cabela's, was coming to the area. John pronounced it Ca-bel-la's and Joyce was saying, Ca-be-la's. One day they were shopping there and John was trying on clothes. Joyce convinced the clerk to play along with her incorrect pronunciation. When John comes back from the dressing room Joyce asks the clerk the correct pronunciation. The clerk responds with Joyce's incorrect pronunciation, Ca-be-la's. Can you imagine John's surprise?

Joyce, again, had to overcome another trial with the unexpected loss of the loving and dotting gift she had in John. The enduring love of his family has been a help to Joyce for the past 11 years without him. Not only in the loss of John, but through the days, months, and years following her stroke this adopted family showed Joyce tremendous love. Joyce chose this family which exemplifies another characteristic of her personality, wisdom. She always chose to be around others that shared in her beliefs of giving to others, loving one another, showing compassion for anyone in need, physically or emotionally, and offering whatever is needed even if it meant sacrificing herself.

So many of you have personal stories of Joyce's giving nature. She took you somewhere, played games with you, gave you a special gift, or made you feel special just because she was genuinely interested in you.

One family member said, "She had a God-given gift of making people feel important by asking them good and meaningful questions about themselves."

Another said, "It was my first time at the circus and I remember thinking how much she must love us to take us to a spectacular show."

It can all be summed up with one more simple but complete statement by Anthony, "Man she was amazing!"

God must have taken a deep breath before He breathed spirit into Joyce because her spirit was full of love for all.

Now, as we all say goodbye to our beloved Joyce, we are reminded of that spirit, for Ecclesiastes 12:7 KJV says "Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it."

In loving memory from the Joyce Bennett Anderson Family.
Genesis 2:7 KJV "And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul."

Today we celebrate the life of the living soul we all cherished, Joyce! She was born Joyce Flora Bennett to Estel Howard Bennett and Sadie Emma Lawrence Bennett on June 18th, 1942. She was their fifth child, a middle child, as her parents went on to have seven more children. This is an important fact that helps explain the depth of Joyce's character. Joyce overcame much to build that authoritative, index finger-throwing, giving, fun and loving personality.

Not unlike the final days of Joyce's life, she spent a great deal of her early life relying on help from medical staff. When Joyce was born, the message from the doctor was clear: "Just take her home and do your best, but most likely she won't live." Right from birth, Joyce had to develop a fighting, enduring spirit to stay alive. She spent a lot of time at Kansas University Medical Center in Kansas City suffering through surgeries. At home, her condition meant that she was unable to participate in many of the outdoor chores around the farm. But she still found ways to help. She was like a surrogate mother, the go-to sister that helped take care of all her younger siblings. Hence, the index finger that they all received at one time or another.

A new part of Joyce's tremendous character developed when the opportunity to leave the family and go to the Baptist Bible College in Springfield, Missouri arrived. Her love for children, especially children she instinctively knew were suffering, became a lifelong endeavor to help others. While in Springfield, she learned to read music and play the piano. She had to work part-time while in college and did ironing and house cleaning jobs. She became a fastidious and detailed cleaner, later instructing her younger sisters to be the same. It was not beyond her to scour your kitchen sink while visiting!

Being intelligent and meticulous, accounting became her chosen field. With her can-do attitude, she blossomed in this area. After saving enough money to live on her own for a few months, she moved to Tulsa by herself, with no job or prospects, no place to live, and no close friends to help her, possessing only a belief that she could and would make it happen. That personal drive and determination helped her succeed in the accounting departments of the oil industry in Tulsa. In 2018, a stroke ended her career as a CPA. But her pioneering spirit, grit, and determination will continue to live on and inspire family members and friends who all loved her.

That unafraid and adventurous spirit along with a page from her father's drop-in on distant relatives handbook, Joyce took an Alaskan vacation to visit relatives whom she'd never met before. Being satisfied and inspired from that experience, the desire to be a pilot emerged. This endeavor earned her a pilots license and a pilot husband, Dennis Gilbert Walker. They married July 25, 1975 in Tulsa and had outstanding adventures together flying from state to state. It wasn't unusual on a Saturday afternoon to hear a plane swooping our parent's house to let them know to go to the airport to pick up Joyce and Dennis for a surprise afternoon visit. But once again, Joyce needed to overcome something unexpected when a tragic plane crash brought about Dennis's untimely death.

Later on, Joyce found a new love, John Anderson. She didn't have children of her own but with John she gained 3 precious, grown up stepchildren. And to their children, Joyce became a grandmother! This became and still is her devoted loving family which made Joyce's life full and complete.

Joyce loved a good joke as much as anyone, but many of you may not know that Joyce was an expert at pulling off a joke. John and Joyce liked fishing together and would shop at outdoor adventure stores. A new store, Cabela's, was coming to the area. John pronounced it Ca-bel-la's and Joyce was saying, Ca-be-la's. One day they were shopping there and John was trying on clothes. Joyce convinced the clerk to play along with her incorrect pronunciation. When John comes back from the dressing room Joyce asks the clerk the correct pronunciation. The clerk responds with Joyce's incorrect pronunciation, Ca-be-la's. Can you imagine John's surprise?

Joyce, again, had to overcome another trial with the unexpected loss of the loving and dotting gift she had in John. The enduring love of his family has been a help to Joyce for the past 11 years without him. Not only in the loss of John, but through the days, months, and years following her stroke this adopted family showed Joyce tremendous love. Joyce chose this family which exemplifies another characteristic of her personality, wisdom. She always chose to be around others that shared in her beliefs of giving to others, loving one another, showing compassion for anyone in need, physically or emotionally, and offering whatever is needed even if it meant sacrificing herself.

So many of you have personal stories of Joyce's giving nature. She took you somewhere, played games with you, gave you a special gift, or made you feel special just because she was genuinely interested in you.

One family member said, "She had a God-given gift of making people feel important by asking them good and meaningful questions about themselves."

Another said, "It was my first time at the circus and I remember thinking how much she must love us to take us to a spectacular show."

It can all be summed up with one more simple but complete statement by Anthony, "Man she was amazing!"

God must have taken a deep breath before He breathed spirit into Joyce because her spirit was full of love for all.

Now, as we all say goodbye to our beloved Joyce, we are reminded of that spirit, for Ecclesiastes 12:7 KJV says "Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it."

In loving memory from the Joyce Bennett Anderson Family.


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