Joan Elizabeth Pease Seasholes Natural Genographic Memorial Edition

The Natural Genographic Magazine Joan Pease Seasholes Memorial Edition Sept 11, 1930– July 15, 2019 Order of Service 2:00-5:00 October 26, 2019 First Unitarian Church, Cincinnati OH

When Death Comes When death comes like the hungry bear in autumn; when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse to buy me, and snaps the purse shut; when death comes like the measle-pox; when death comes like an iceberg between the shoulder blades,

Come, Come Come, come, whoever you are, Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving, Ours is no caravan of despair.

Come, come yet again, come

I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering: what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness?

And therefore I look upon everything as a brotherhood and a sisterhood, and I look upon time as no more than an idea, and I consider eternity as another possibility, and I think of each life as a flower, as common as a field daisy, and as singular, and each name a comfortable music in the mouth, tending, as all music does, toward silence, and each body a lion of courage, and something precious to the earth.

When it's over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement.

I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.

When it's over, I don't want to wonder if I have made of my life something particular, and real.

I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened, or full of argument.

I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.

-Jelaluddin Rumi (1207-1273)

Simple Gifts

Tis the gift to be simple, ’tis the gift to be free ’Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be, And when we find ourselves in the place just right, ’Twill be in the valley of love and delight.

When true simplicity is gained, To bow and to bend we shan’t be ashamed, To turn, turn will be our delight, Till by turning, turning we come ’round right.

- Joseph Brackett 1848

© 1992 by Mary Oliver, from New & Selected Poems: Vol 1. Beacon Press, Boston

https://www.loc.gov/poetry/180/102.html

Want to share your memories? jepsmemorial@gmail.com <— Here’s a Spotify playlist of some of Jo’s favorite music

Joan Elizabeth Pease Seasholes Memorial Order of Service Music Mozart Clarinet Concerto in A Flat Jo’s fond memories of Cheley Camp were enough to ensure Ellen also attended Cheley as a girl. When Jo and Hank moved to Colorado , Jo took to visiting her “Colorado Cousin” Nellie Boyd Landers in a Loveland nursing home. Jo would often taking Nellie out for a drive up Rte 34 to Boyd Lane in Estes Park and on through the Rocky Mountain National Park. Later Jo organized a Rocky Mountain Seasholes reunion so her grandchildren could make their own memories in the high, thin air above Estes Park.

(Photo Left) In 2017 Ellen, Anne and Caitlin presented Jo with a quilt including photo transfers and t-shirts from various Seasholes Family Events.

Chalice Lighting Welcome Craig When Death Comes (Mary Oliver)

Hymn: “Come, Come Whoever You Are” Eulogy Anne and Ellen Hymn: “Simple Gifts”

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Shared Remembrances Closing Words Craig

Music: Bruch’s Violin Concerto #1

Please join us after the service for a Memorial Reception in the Ellen Hall Room

Performing Trio Members Chris Pell (clarinetist), Stacey Woolley (violinist) and David Mamedov (pianist) Jo (c 2015) at Jefferson Unitarian Church, Golden Colorado

Pease Family (c 1931) baby Joan Elizabeth seated with mother Mary 2nd from left

Pease Family Portrait (c 1961) note Joan seated with Ellen center next to Mema

Jo and her grandchildren in Santa Fe, Thanksgiving 2000 Chandra, Jo Bulent, Colin, Krishni ,Mehmet, Caitlin Anne, Craig, Ellen with Jo at Covenant Village Care, Denver CO 2018

Joan wedding portrait June 27, 1953

I always considered Jo to be the "cool aunt" who could show you how to experience life in more dimensions than most people. As a kid I was enchanted by the adventures in your little home in Longwood Lane- themed international food (and costume) nights, raising bunnies and all manner of rescue animals, Betty Crocker baking entrepreneurship, launching July 4th parades just for the joy of it. In their Wyoming home your folks introduced me to Peter, Paul, and Mary and a whole world of 60's culture that I was barely exposed to otherwise. In Colorado they provided my home away from home and showed me what adult adventuring and savoring of "empty nest" life can look like. I was inspired to see how she re-imagined and fully lived her life as an independent single person in Santa Fe, then moved to see how gracefully she aged and took charge of her own destiny for as long as she was able back in Denver. I also remember her as the great communicator and keeper of our family stories. She helped me understand how important it is to keep connected to family of past and present. She was so proud of the people you all had grown to be and the grandchildren you had launched out into the world. What a full , generous, and productive life she lived!

-From Conway Fleming Saylor:

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Hank and Jo wedding receiving line June 27, 1953

Seasholes Family Singers (c 1961) Pigeon House Lullaby Tour My pigeon house, I open wide, and set all my pigeons free.

They fly all around And up, and down, And light in the tallest tree.

And when they return from their merry, merry flight, They fold their wings and say "Good Night" Coo-coo-coo-coo Coo-ooh-coo-ooh-ooh-ohh Good night!

Family vacations to Uncle Van and Aunt Nancy’s family

cabin on Traverse Bay MI invariably included evening performances with cousins including dramatizations of this lovely tune presented in front of a stone hearth.

1973 Seasholes Extended Family Portrait, 103 Wentworth Ave Wyoming Ohio 45215 Top Row: Ellen, Jeff , Haluk , Craig, Anne Bottom Row: Jo, Grandpa Craig, Grandma Alta, Hank Jo and Hank welcomed Jeff Boyd into our house as a “Big Brother” after his tour in the military. Haluk Bakir was our Turkish AFS student for his and Anne’s senior year at Wyoming High School.

When living in Wyoming, Jo taught half day Kindergarten in nearby Mt Healthy Schools.

Her repertoire of songs in the Key of C at the time included: “Grey Squirrel, Swish Your Fluffy Tail” and “Here We Go Round The Mulberry Bush.”

Jo did so much for so many people over the years - the three of you, her parents and siblings, Hank, her grandchildren, me, and many others. When Hank died so early she took on many responsibilities. She was a beloved, very special person.—From Van Seasholes I have so many fond memories about Jo that it is hard to sort them.

Rather, I see in my mind's eye Jo welcoming me to the house in Cincinnati, catching fireflies on a warm summer evening, Jo saying "you betcha" and "hi, hi guy" with that wonderful twinkle in her eye, Jo opening a wooden chest and me diving in to reclaim my dear friend, Floppy Jo, Brian, Anne, Mehmet, Bulent and Van Dog, and so, so many more memories. Hank and Jo's houses were always places of happiness, and often of refuge, from my home life and something I will always cherish. - From Brian Seasholes Jo and Hank had the “camping bug “ and shared it often on family trips to the Smokies, Red River Gorge and “out west” in Colorado and the Grand Tetons.

“I will always remember Jo’s birthday greetings that came to me every year.

They were usually accompanied by a postage stamp or two that would encourage me to respond. She was always genuinely interested in “Pease doings” of our families and lives. I always thought of Aunt Jo as a pretty “with it” aunt. She always called me “Jo” too. -Fondly Cousin Mary Jo Jo was a special friend to Vivian and me.....and, at times, like a sister. We both loved the time we were able to spend with Jo and Hank. They were thoughtful, generous and kind people.

Big summer lawn parties and opera at the Zoo, these are some of the best memories along with a good, oldfashioned family dinner (and I often invited myself to their table).

Jo nominated Vivian for membership in the Cincinnati Chapter of The Junior League. We believe that Vivian may have been among the first Jewish women nominated (and accepted) for membership. Beautiful memories!

- from Jim Schwab

I remember one of Jo’s favorite words being “Phoey.”

Once I started walking with her in the morning, I would never again DARE to walk by a piece of trash on the sidewalk without picking it up. The story of a bulldozer appearing in your back yard off Winton Road and Jo going out and saying,“Can I help

Jo’s “Myself in Remembrance” is online at :

https://issuu.com/ craigseasholes/docs/ jo_s_remembrance_

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JPS Homes Cincinnati, Granville, Denver, Santa Fe Visits to Alaska, Mexico, Florida, N Europe, Turkey, Nepal, Egypt, New Zealand, Galapagos, Hawaii Children's Homes: Istanbul, Seattle, Carbondale

Map depicting the migration of many Pease Family members to Wyoming Ohio between the years 1965-1970. Jo and Hank settled their family in the Mill Creek Valley at 103 Wentworth Avenue where walking access to public schools ended the â&#x20AC;&#x153;carpool to schoolâ&#x20AC;? era once and for all.

Nat. Geographic 1996 Photo Celebrating Pease Subscribers