Johanna Kennedy

Johanna "Joan" Kennedy (Hicks)

Sunday, February 28th, 1932 - Thursday, July 23rd, 2020
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Johanna “Joan” Hicks Kennedy passed away at her home surrounded by family July 23, 2020.

Johanna was born on February 28, 1932 in Harbour Main, Newfoundland, Canada. She met her husband, Patrick Kennedy, when they were children attending grammar school in a one-room schoolhouse in the small fishing village.

Johanna preferred to be called Joan. In her words, “Johanna is a terrible name to give a child.”

Joan worked at the Fort Pepperrell Air Force base in St. John’s, Newfoundland and married Patrick on February 7, 1959 – immigrating to the United States later that year.

The couple settled in Dyker Heights, Brooklyn where Joan worked for the Board of Education and Patrick was a Local 40 ironworker.

In retirement, Joan and Patrick spent winters in Florida and many summers in Newfoundland – often bringing their grandchildren along for the ride. Joan’s interests included puzzles, reading, cooking and doing her best to remain loyal to the New York Mets. She devoted much of her time to her beloved family, who will miss her dearly.

Joan is survived by her husband; her siblings, Margaret, Teresa, Junior and Mary; her children, Donna, Patrick and Karen; eight grandchildren; and two great-grandchildren.

She was preceded in death by her son, Martin; her siblings, Eileen, Lena and Hubert; and her parents, Agatha Joy and Joseph Hicks.

Joan, whose grandchildren affectionately called “nanny,” deeply touched all who had the pleasure of knowing her. She will be fondly remembered as a truly kindhearted and beautiful woman.
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    Saturday, August 1st, 2020 | 10:30am
    Saturday, August 1st, 2020 10:30am
    St. Ephrem Church
    929 Bay Ridge Parkway
    BROOKLYN, NY 11228
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Private Condolence

Grace Marie Bruce & Colin Bruce & family

Posted at 01:01am

Dear Uncle Pat, Donna, Pat Jr, Karen and families, our hearts are breaking with the loss of Aunt Joan, especially so soon after the unexpected loss of your beloved Marty. But you may find some comfort in knowing that Aunt Joan and Marty are now together again in Heaven, and watching over all of you with love. You have 2 new guardian angels.

Aunt Joan was always one of my favourite of those incredibly vibrant people who naturally lifted everyone’s spirits. She had a fabulous sense of humour and an infectious laugh. And I don’t recall her ever saying a bad word about anyone !! She was always so positive and happy !! I was fortunate to spend a lot of time with her from the ages of 11 through 15 when we lived down the street from you on Reeve Place in Brooklyn, and I have many happy memories with her. When Donna was a young baby, and Aunt Joan was expecting Pat Jr ( who we called “ Little Pat “ in those days), I would stay at your house when Uncle Pat worked the night shifts. That way, I could stay with Donna if Aunt Joan had to leave for the hospital. I don’t believe I was much help to her then, but I would sit out on a blanket on your front lawn playing with baby Donna while Aunt Joan took a much needed nap. She was terrified of thunderstorms, and I recall her herding myself and the very young Donna and Pat into the bathtub where we all sat to wait out the thunder and lightning. Thank God that fear never affected me ( I love storms ! ). I loved spending time with Aunt Joan, she was never too busy for chatty little me, and I loved hearing stories of Gram and Grandy Hicks, my Dad and all their siblings, growing up in Harbour Main, NL!! And Aunt Joan taught me two life lessons that are dear to me...
Lesson #1. The best way to eat a hot dog is with crushed potato chips inside the bun ( on both sides of the hotdog ) with lots of mustard...simply scrumptious !! I still eat them this way, even passed this along to our both our sons and our little granddaughter Ember !!
In Brooklyn, we had a cat that loved to bring field mice home as prizes from the empty lot next door. When this would happen, and Dad was on the road , I had to go down the street and stay with the little ones so Aunt Joan could come to our place to catch the mouse !! Lesson #2. A woman can be brave enough to pick a mouse up by hand and throw it back outside, instead of jumping on a table screaming like my Mum used to do !! Ever since, I have been the official rodent expeller whenever a country mouse happens to visit our home in the woods by the lake, and I’ve never been afraid. Thank you, Aunt Joan !!

Aunt Joan will be missed by so many, but her loving spirit will live on in all of us. We wish we could be with you all, to hug you and share in your grief. Know that we love you all and we are with you in spirit. Those of us who can will watch Aunt Joan’s funeral Mass online. Sending our love, thoughts and prayers across the miles. Love, Gracie, Colin, Hubert and Keri, Aunt Alice, Rosie and our families 🙏🏻❤️

Elizabeth Keogh Posted at 01:10am

This made me smile and laugh! I hope to meet you one day, Grace. I am “baby Donna’s” daughter Elizabeth—though I am not so much a baby anymore! Thank you for the smile :)


Posted at 05:27pm
I will miss Joan very much. Her caring and kind way was so rare. She was a special woman who I loved very much. She was a wonderful mother in law which, unfortunately, precluded me from ever being a part of any “mother in law jokes.” She was to perfect for that. She was a wonderfully kind and caring grandmother to my three beautiful daughters. Joan had grandparent abilities on loan from God himself. She raised that bar so high that few will ever be able to surpass. Certainly not I as a grandparent to my two grandsons. Joan was an example to me in many ways throughout my adult life. She will always be in my thoughts and prayers. One day we will be together again. Rest in peace Joan in the beautiful heavenly place where you are and where you belong. You earned it.

Donna Kennedy Keogh Posted at 07:47pm

Beautifully said.

Hubert Hicks

Posted at 04:48pm
My earliest memories of Aunt Joan are from when our family lived a couple of houses up the street from she and Uncle Paddy on Reeve Place in Brooklyn. I guess I would have been 9 when we first moved there (1960). She always took time to listen to whatever I had to say or to ask how my latest ball game had gone or to provide a treat or a pop, if I looked like I needed one (I dare say, I didn't often turn one down).
Uncle Paddy is one of the funniest people I have ever had the pleasure of meeting and Aunt Joan was a close second. That coupled with her own infectious laugh, made being around her a joy. They say laughter is the best medicine, well between the two of them, they could have won the Nobel Prize in Medicine, as there was rarely a somber moment when they were around.
We moved back to Canada when I was 13 years of age, and contact over the years has been sporadic, and many years have come and gone. Christmas cards were often shared and always looked forward to as they were always full of family news.
I happened to drop in on Uncle Paddy and Aunt Joan when I had to travel to Brooklyn for work in 2000. Even though my visit was unexpected and unannounced, a fine spread was put on to make sure that this wayward nephew had a full belly before he had to hit the road again. It was like time had stood still and I was a kid again, being made feel like I was the most important person in the room. She had that gift.
I have since moved to Harbour Main in Newfoundand and have had the good fortune of seeing Uncle Paddy and Aunt Joan here a few times but have also been more blessed to have met some of their grandchildren during their summer visits. The apple didn't fall far from the tree as they are sweethearts as well. This testament to the fine job that Joan and Paddy did in raising their own children and passing on the loving gentle traits that Aunt Joan exemplified.
My heartfelt condolences go out to Uncle Paddy and the entire Kennedy clan on the loss of your wife, mother, grandmother and great-grandmother. God bless her and God bless you all at this difficult time.

Jess Keogh Posted at 07:32pm

This is so wonderfully said, Hubert. I love the part about how Nan would make you feel like you were the most important person in the room. That is so true and I hadn’t thought about it before I read this!

Jess Keogh

Posted at 11:35pm
I have so many wonderful memories of my Nanny. One of my first memories is her endless supply of purse snacks. She had EVERYTHING, the best being the Rolos. I always think of her when I see them. The second you stepped foot into Nanny and Poppy’s house, Nanny was already asking what you would like to eat. We would often bring friends along for the ride to Nanny’s. She had this effortless way of making everyone feel so welcome in her home and it drew everyone in. Nanny took me to her hometown of Harbour Main, Newfoundland every summer for a long time. She shared stories with me from her past and introduced me to her siblings and their children, whom she loved dearly. Nanny always took me to the grocery store early on in our trip and she would let me pick out so many good treats. I have fond memories of sitting on the back deck, looking out at the ocean, whale watching with my Nan while riding out the sugar high of the dunkaroos and koolaid she had purchased for me earlier. There was a time when I would call Nanny every night on my way home from work. She would tell me what she was making for dinner, and I would tell her about my day at the library. She was the best listener. I will cherish these memories of my grandmother forever and I am so grateful to have had her in my life. My son speaks of her often and I’m so happy they had their own chance to make memories together. Rest In Peace my sweet Nanny, you will be missed by so many.

Stacie Antimony

Posted at 02:41pm
I think it is difficult to remember just one memory with Nanny that could sum her up. Growing up with her granddaughter, Liz, I was lucky enough to see her often and sporadically. My grandparents lived in different countries, so seeing Nanny truly felt like the grandmother experience I was lacking. Everytime I saw her, she was also so welcoming and sweet. She never treated me like just a friend of her granddaughter, but an extension of her loving family that she created. I fondly remember all the block parties in her neighborhood we would go to as children. Whenever we would finish our food she would look at me and say “Did you have enough Stacie?” Because Godforbid anyone went hungry in her presence. I specifically remember a Thanksgiving that I had spent with the Keogh’s. Nanny asked if she could sit next to me during dinner. Although it was such a small and basic gesture, I think she wanted to make sure I wasn’t uncomfortable at the family event. As conversations happened around us, she would turn to me and make small comments which we would both giggle at and then continue to eat our meal.

Nanny truly was one of the sweetest and most loving humans I have had the pleasure to meet. Everytime I saw her, she genuinely asked me how I was doing, and how my family was, even though she never met any of them. When she asked, she gave her entire attention because she truly cared. I am going to miss seeing Nanny at the Keogh family events, but also in her beautiful Brooklyn home when liz and I would randomly visit . I know that Nanny will live on through the many people whose lives she touched, and every generation in her family that she was able to be there for. The love Nanny had created a family and friends that will continue that love for her.

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