Sarasota: Joanne B. Hoffend, age 79, died on January 18, 2014. She was born on April 23, 1934 in Rochester, New York, the second child of five to Walter and Elizabeth Ennis. Joanne graduated from Our Lady of Mercy High School in 1952. On September 12, 1953, Joanne and Richard Joseph Hoffend were married at St. Anne’s Church, Rochester, New York. Together, Dick and Joanne were successful small business owners for nearly fifty years. In her free time, Joanne enjoyed a love of bridge and golf.
Joanne is survived by her husband of sixty years, Richard Joseph; two sisters: Doris Riley & Judy Ennis; six children: Laura Dwyer (Kevin), Richard Hoffend II (Jean), Peter Hoffend (Catherine), Julia Delaro (David), Lisa Dugan (Joseph), Jeffrey Hoffend (Jyl);
and fifteen grandchildren: Abigail D. Maltz (Adam) & Sean Dwyer, Ricky & Anthony Hoffend, Peter, Ava & Ana Hoffend, Joseph, Benjamin, Jack & Mary Claire Dugan. Henry, Charlie, Grace & Audrey Hoffend.
Joanne will he remembered as a devoted wife, loving mother, and very special grandmother.
Friends may call Thursday (1/30) from 5-8PM and Friday (1/31) from 1-3PM and 6-8PM at Richard H. Keenan Funeral Home, 7501 Pittsford Palmyra Road, Fairport, New York. Funeral Service Saturday (2/1) at 1:30PM at St. Patrick’s Church, Victor, New York. Those wishing may contribute to the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation.
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Aunt Joanne was the greatest female role model – a spitfire of a gal – said what she thought – laughter followed her. Raised 6 kids as a stay-at-home Mom, working with Uncle Dick at the same time – She took over as a substitute “mom” when my mom took ill in Miami when I was 10 -and was so homesick for my mother – she stepped in for weeks and took care of us 5 kids, plus her own. She taught me a lot about acceptance. “Don’t worry so much – you’ll eat a peck of dirt before you die anyway!” Mary Sue Hoffend and I were flower girls in her wedding – I still have the little green bracelet she gave us then!
I too have many fond memories of Aunt Joanne. A spitfire she definitely was; add a bit of pepper, a quick sense of Irish humor and a woman that wasn’t afraid to speak her mind – that was out Aunt Joanne. All those summer weekends at the lake when she & my mom would sit and talk & laugh. My first memory of her is the summer evening when she & Uncle Dick showed up on Elmerston Road to take my brother Bob, cousins Judy, Nancy & Donny to the rodeo. I wax about 5 years old so they were either engaged or newly married. At the end of the night they bought the boys cap pistols & the girls kewpie dolls. Years later when I received my Masters Degree she gave me my first bottle of Chanel #5 telling me that every young woman deserved an expensive bottle of perfume. Oh, the reunion that’s taking place in heaven right now! I can see the “girls” all laughing while my dad sits there and just smiles….