Joyce Ann (Johnson) Frasher, 85, of Crozet, Virginia returned to the Light on Monday, October 3, 2022. She was surrounded by her family who were holding her hands as she peacefully transitioned.
Joyce was born on July 18, 1937, in Catlettsburg, Kentucky to Orville Ernest Johnson and Clotine (Dale) Johnson. She spent her childhood in Catlettsburg, Kentucky; in Bellefonte, Kentucky on a small farm with her grandparents while her father was serving in the WWII and then in Ashland, Kentucky where she attended Putnam Jr. High School and Ashland High School – class of 1955. Joy often spoke of her fond memories of visiting her Mamaw Johnson’s house on Valley Street in Catlettsburg where there were numerous fruit trees and a victory garden. It was a veritable Garden of Eden she used to say. Mamaw Johnson was her rock and greatest influence.
Joy was endlessly dedicated to her husband and children always putting them first and giving selflessly with love and compassion. She diligently worked and supported her husband, Charlie, while he completed his studies at West Virginia University School of Pharmacy – so much so that the Dean of the School of Pharmacy had her stand and be recognized as Charlie walked to receive his diploma. Once she had her children settled into high school in Hamilin, West Virginia, she pursued her own undergraduate degree in Education graduating with honors from Marshall University. Joy and Charlie then moved to Louisa,Kentucky where she taught 4th grade for 20 years at Louisa Elementary School. While teaching in Louisa, Joy furthered her education by earning her masters plus 30 with honors from Morehead State University.
Joy loved teaching. And she loved her students. She was dedicated to her students, always demanding excellence while working to foster a sense of self confidence in each of them. Each year, on the last day of school, Joy had her students come to her desk one at a time so that she could give them a personal hug and kiss and tell them congratulations for working so hard. Her efforts as a teacher, more often than not, went well beyond the classroom.
Joy loved to work in her yard which was often referred to as a beautiful woodland garden. She often collected specimens from friends and forests around the country to add here and there. Two special aspects of her garden were the Trilium field and the yellow Lady Slippers.
Joy and Charlie were members of the Louisa United Methodist Church for 42 years where she participated in choir, prayer group, bible study and helped establish the All Stars for Jesus youth group. Her church family was very important to her. Joy and Charlie moved to Crozet, Virginia in June 2019 to be close to their children.
They made their home at The Lodge at Old Trail in Crozet these past three years where Joy received tender loving care. She never lost her loving kindness or her sense of humor.
In addition to her parents, Joy was preceded in death by her sisters Sandra Neal (Mike) of Cattletsburg, Kentucky and Margo Dove (Carl) of Ashland, Kentucky.
Joyce is survived by her devoted husband of 65 years, Charlie Frasher, her children Beth Frasher (Bart Patel) and Chuck Frasher, her “big” sister Ellen Ernestine Baldridge (Jack) of Rock Island, Illinois and her “little” brother Michael Dale Johnson (Sharon) of Naples, Florida, as well as numerous nieces and nephews who all adored her.
No service is scheduled at this time. Joy’s family would welcome and take great comfort in memories and photos shared by all that knew her on this website: https://
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Memorial contributions may be made to Louisa United Methodist Church, Louisa, Kentucky:
Death Is Nothing At All!
-Henry Scott-Holland Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened.
Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, and you are you,
and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it.
Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was.
There is absolute and unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near,
just round the corner.
All is well.
Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!
