Joan was born in Minneapolis, Minnesota on Oct. 10, 1946 to George and Joyce Gilbertson. She was the second oldest of four children. Her family moved to Ft. Lauderdale in 1951 where Joan attended St. Anthony’s School, Ft. Lauderdale High and Barry College. She had various jobs ranging from secretarial to teaching at St Anthony’s School. She was a communicant at St. Anthony’s church where she was a member St. Anthony’s Women’s Guild and volunteered at Respect Life. She was also a member of the DAR and the Fort Lauderdale Orchid Society.
Joan was a loving and caring person who exemplified altruism, being a caregiver for her parents and other family members. Joan was also a gourmet cook and loved to entertain and was well known as a gracious host at her annual Christmas and St. Patrick’s Day parties. She had the gift for gab, a great sense of humor, always having a smile on her face and a glass of wine in her hand. She had a positive fun loving attitude and the desire to make people happy. She loved to travel and enjoy new experiences and had a zest for life. She had a strong faith in God which helped her navigate through difficult physical and other challenges. She is survived by her son Christopher Stachowski and her daughter Beth Gilbertson, along with her grandchildren Stephen C. Gilbertson and Mia Diaz who all live in Ft. Lauderdale and her two brothers and their wives Stephen and Barbara Gilbertson and Dennis Gilbertson and Jane Carson who live in Jensen Beach. She is predeceased by her parents and brother, George Gilbertson Jr.
JOANIE’S POEM – THE TREE
( by Dennis Gilbertson)
I planted a tree that she gave to me
It’s grown tall and majestic, but she’ll never see
The branches stretched out like arms towards the sun
As if joyfully dancing all just for fun
Here together I thought we would be
Admiring the splendor, of this beautiful tree
Sipping some wine, with a smile on her face
Joanie would love to be here in this place.
Instead she’s gone, Gods taken her away
Perhaps I’ll learn why, in the future someday.
Whenever I gaze upon this tree
I’ll know that she’s here spiritually.
She silently looks down from the heavens above
With a glass in her hand, sending her love
The mark she leaves upon this Earth
Can only be remembered, by her smile and her mirth
Into God’s hand we do commend thee
To a banquet of love for eternity
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