My mom, Josephine Loughrey Noll was born at home, 2701 N. Harrison St., in Wilmington, Delaware on Sunday, January 11, 1931. She was the youngest of six, with two older brothers (Tom and Gene), and three older sisters (Rosemary, Gerry, and Lorraine).
She grew up during the challenging years of the Great Depression and, later, World War II. She went to school at Christ Our King through eighth grade and then on to “P. S.” high school where she graduated in 1948.
After high school she worked at Atlas Powder Company where she continued to rise through the ranks, taking on new responsibilities and excelling in accounting.
In May, 1952 she was married to my dad, Richard Noll. Afterwards, they made 2701 N. Harrison their home. They had three sons: me, Keith (b. 1958), Mark (b. 1959) and Matthew (b. 1968).
In 1968 my parents moved to the suburbs and their new home at 119 Nevada Avenue in Shipley Heights. They lived there together happily, raising their family, growing amazing gardens, taking care of a dog and many cats, and working on home improvement projects for the next 28 years. After my dad passed away in 1996, my mom continued to live in her house for another 20 years.
When the time came that she could no longer manage a house on her own (at age 85!) she made the difficult decision to move to a brand-new apartment in Ellicott City, Maryland that soon took on the character of her home and became her place of comfort. No matter where she lived, her home was always kept in a state of perfection. And before long she was at the center of the “lobby posse”, her new gang of seniors who met for a daily chat while waiting for the mail.
Her strongest characteristic was always a fierce and unrelenting independence. Fortunately, she was able to be in control of all her affairs right up to the end, surviving many difficult challenges and heartbreaking circumstances that befell her with an amazing resilience.
My mom devoted herself to her family and was always at her best when she was taking care of others. She pampered her cats, volunteered in the school library, was always there with help for neighbors, spent many hours counseling those who came to her, and spent years lovingly tending to my father in his final disabling illness.
She was a generous and loving sister, wife, mother, aunt, and grandmother and would be happy to be remembered for that above all else.
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