Tuesday, April 21, 2026
My dad and I used to go to Leo's frequently. Joyce was our usual waitress. She was quick-witted, happy, silly, loud, and oh so funny. I have thought of her more times than I can count over the years. When I heard from a former coworker of Joyce's that she had passed, I could have been knocked over with a feather. Joyce knew my order no matter how long between visits. Praying there are some Leo's quality baked clams, spinach ravioli in alfredo sauce, and some bar pies up in heaven for her. You were one of a kind, Joyce. Thank you for all your kindness and joy. Rest in Eternal Peace. ~Rosemary Parsons