Joyce Carpeneto Obituary

Never Forget!
Dallas, Texas We had an event Saturday called Stars and Stripes honoring those we lost 9/11. We all dressed in Red/White & Blue and we sang Patriotic songs, had a 50/50 raffle, etc. It was to raise money for our first responders. We were each assigned a name to represent that person. The name I was given was Joyce Ann Carpeneto. I have studied all about her and viewed all of her photos. Now I feel a close connection to one of the many angels now looking down on us. NEVER FORGET!

Every night at 9:11 my daughter Delilah and I still say a prayer to you and all the other angels with you. We believe that every night at 9:11 you can hear us until it turns 9:12. We miss you every day and love you always.
Deborah Burton

Cookie, still in my prayers...where does the time go?

Remembering Joyce on the 20th anniversary of 9/11....

As we enter into this time of Thanksgiving, we all remember those we have lost, and especially those, like Joyce, who have made such a difference to make this world a better place. I am pausing today to pray for Joyce's many friends and her family. May God grant you an extra measure of blessing today. Much love from Texas,

you may not know me but im sorry for ur loss i seen her name on the wall and looked it up and found this im sorry for all of yalls lose she shall forever be remebered

In loving memory of Joyce. She will be remembered when America commemorates the 9/11 tragedies this coming September...

Cookie..... it has been too many years.... You are always in my heart, and many friends from Legs & Spize Days still think of you often.....
I still remember hanging out in your bedroom playing records & sharing life....
I found out what happened via Ian & Trudi about a year after. I cried like a baby, and even now 15 years later still cry....
I love you now & always.....
You were a diamond that shined in darkness...

Shine On Cookie <3 <3

...still in my prayers

Today i watched the TV to see all the names of people killed on 9/11. When I saw Joyce's name, I called it out loud and clear. She was my daughter Michelle Skoorka's good friend. Never to be forgotten.

~ Rosalie ~

~Rosalie

sep 11 2013

I met Cookie in 1975. We became fast friends and shared many great times. We would hang out in her mom's apartment in Queens Village listening to Black Sabbath, in the white van outside of MVB, or we could be found at Alley Pond Park.

She introduced me to her friend Diane (she lived in Flushing at the time) who had a cool boa constrictor that wrapped itself around me. That was the first and last time I held a snake like that!

We lost touch over the years but one night somewhere around 1985, I was working at the Gramercy Theatre and in walked a familiar face with a group of friends. Unfortunately we did not have a chance to catch up but I have often thought about her and the many great times we had.

Finally deciding to search for her in an effort to reconnect, I am shocked and saddened to find out that her life ended in one of the most tragic events we New Yorkers know.

Cookie, I know you are smiling upon us and I am smiling back at you. Thank you for coming into my life.

With much love, Donna

I caught the bouquet at Joyce and Russ' wedding more than twenty years ago - I remember that wedding so well - she was so funny - she wanted her bridesmaids to look like the Witches of Eastwick. She had such a great sense of style - she had the most amazing spider shaped ring that opened up to reveal the smallest watch I've ever seen. Anyone who knew her knew how much she cared about people. What a senseless, tragic loss.

September 11, 2011

Will always remember how beautiful you were.....inside and out! Thank you for your love, humor and friendship. Bill & I will never forget you...<3

Still miss you,,,,,

Rest in peace now dear heart.

I miss you...YOU showed me NYC.

Thinking and still crying for you, dear Cookie, and remembering all the laughter we shared in years gone by. May you be in eternal rest and your family at peace....we will never forget...

As I cross-stitched your name on the memorial that I am doing for all of the victims, I prayed for you and your family. Please know that your death was not in vain. We will always remember. God Bless.

In memory....

Cookie,

As time passes, I'm still trying to find a way to understand the meaning of your passing. I know you are in heaven, smiling down upon us all -but the sadness in my heart remains. You will always be remembered, for you touched so many lives. May you rest in eternal peace...

Our heartfelt thoughts and prayers are of you and your family today and forever. We shall never forget...

Hear My Voice (For Joyce Ann Carpeneto)



I speak for

those that have

no voice...

I speak for

those that had

no choice...

I speak for

those whose loved

ones died...

I speak for

those buried

inside...

I speak for

those who are

not here...

I speak for

those that cry

the tears...

I speak for

the ones that

were there...

I speak for

the ones that

feel scared...

I speak so

you will not

forget...

I speak...I

remember

it yet....



ALWAYS REMEMBER AND NEVER FORGET.



(C) Karla Dorman, 2003



(((Joyce)))



This poem came to me in such a powerful way...I think you were its inspiration.



How sorry I am...God be with your family and friends as we remember.



(((HUGS))) and love,



karla. :(

Cookie and I have been best friends since 1976.

We also shared school work.

I helped her learn needlework in home economics class.

Since we were both left handed, she called on me often to reverse things.

After graduation we danced together in a night club called Legz.

We rented our first apartment together.

She had a cat Rock-cat Meow.

And a snake Fang.

After she moved into the city, were she met her husband, we saw eachother less. But we were always close.

If I called her, or she called me.

It was like we just spoke yesterday.

Cookie was warm spirited and loving.

The past few years we would go for dinner about once a month.

We shared our life.

Talking about family and work.

Cookies was very close to her mother.

She planed for days how she would carry her dog Willie and all the things she would take out to mom's storage.

She was very neat in her little apartment.

Anyone could tell you, you could eat off the floor.

She also looked foward to seeing her brother and sister-in-law and there two boys.

We would talk about what was practical to take on the train for Christmas.

She must have looked like a bag lady.

Wearing heals of course.

I tried to get her to buy sensible boots for the snow, but she wore boots with heals to walk the dog.

Sometimes she fell if he pulled her.

I'll always think of those boots when it snows in the city.

There are a million nice stories about Cookie.

She would always feel bad for someone in need.

She would help however she could.

She was the richest person in the world when it came to loving and caring.

She is an angel!

She will always be remembered young and beautiful.

That will make her very happy.

You are truly loved Cookie.

You will always be remembered in our hearts and in our minds.

Say a prayer for all of us who are still here wondering why this happened to you.

I know God has you in a very special place.

Because you are so special.

I love you Cookie

I wish I had called her that weekend. I wish I could have called her on Wednesday. I miss most the sound of her laugh, and the way she called everyone 'Sweetie'. Even in trying times, she looked for the good in everyone she dealt with. Joyce, wherever you are, I hope your spirit is bouyed with the love you shared, and the love you are leaving us with. peace.

I never knew Joyce, but hearing and seeing her name made me feel that I lost a family member. Our last name is pronouced the same, but the spelling is off by one letter.

All my thoughts are with her and her family.

Janis Carpaneto-Hollie

I just wanted to send Joyce's loved ones my deepest sympathies on this day.

Joyce and I were neighbors for several years on East 7th St. Although we were cordial to each other, and occasionally had a good chat, we never knew each other well. And we also had a bit of a conflict over her dog barking, which I didn't tolerate very well.

I moved out over 3 years ago, living upstate full-time when my son was born. But I will carry forever the memory of running into Joyce on the 7th street, a year or so after my son was born, and how warmly she greeted me, how happy she was for me, how she pressed me for details of my son. It was a revelation! And as I bent down to pet Willie, my sometime nemesis, all seemed square between us. And I remember telling my wife about it that night, how lovely a person Joyce was, and the connection we'd finally made.

My Father is employeed at Boehringer-Ingelheim in CT. He travels from his office in OH to CT every other week to work. This morning the Company held a very special memorial service to honor those that were lost in 911. In honor, he received a badge. Each badge had a name of someone lost during 911 - All the names were different. He called me from CT this morning to tell me of the service and about his badge that had Joyce Ann Carpeneto engraved on it. I immediately felt connected to Joyce, her family and her loved ones. My father is a very compasionate man, who will hold this very close to his heart ! God Bless ! Kathy Funari - Trafford

I have been wearing a bracelet I recieved from my church with Joyce's name on it. All I had was her name but I wanted to known more about who she was. Joyce sounds like she was a wonderful young woman and very much loved. I wish I could have known her and loved her also. I am so sorry for all of us that she is gone from this world.

I met Joyce in early 1987. I moved here from Boston, knowing only two people. A bit nervous and unsure, I started working at Tower Records on 4th & Broadway on my second day in The Big Apple. As luck would have it Joyce was my supervisor. She welcomed me and made me feel like I fit in, in a city where I was literally alone. We had many goodtimes together working at Tower, moonlighting at The Bottom Line or hanging out at the Cactus Cafe eating too many stuffed Jalapenos. I am proud to say that Joyce was my friend and glad to be one of the many who came into her life. I miss Your smile, Joyce.



Love, Robert Madden

I met Joyce only a couple of times; the first time in Lake Tahoe. My wife and I met her and her friend for dinner the first day of their vacation. After dinner, now nightfall, I wanted to hit the tables to gamble. All Joyce wanted to do was go outside and look up at the stars. I guess you can't see stars too well from New York City. And I guess I thought it was a mite corny. In Tahoe, while most of us were in the smoke-filled casinos playing with cards and dice and chips, Joyce found the stars in the sky. Joan, my wife, says Joyce was always looking for the good in everything and everyone.

I have become "acquainted" with Joyce through her dear friend John B. Quinn. She must have been an extraordinary person. The poems that John has dedicated to her memory are truly lovely. I pray that her family and friends can move on someday and put 9/11/01 behind them, remembering always the brave people who died that day.

A POEM FOR JOYCE



I dedicate the following poem to my dear sweet friend Joyce Ann Carpeneto, who will live in the hearts of everyone who love her forever.



"There's an Angel Watching over Us"



It's a gray,overcast day

In late November

The fourth time I've been

Down this way

The pain in my heart rises

As soon as I walk out

The subway station

But I had to be here for you

I'm not afraid to be here

As I know

There's an Angel Watching over us.



Our eyes fill with tears

Pictures line the walls

And the picket fences

Thousands of dreams

Shattered in an instant

A soft rain starts to fall

Could it have been sent

By you?

To show us both

The depth of your love

And the tears still within you

It's an unmistakable sign

There's an Angel watching over us.



Loved ones write their own

Words of sorrow and grief

On a huge makeshift sheet

I struggle through my tears

To tell you those precious words

I couldn't tell you

When you were here

In this life

Now the rain and the tears

Have left together

And the sun peeks

Through the clouds

Now I am so confident

There's an Angel watching over us.



I've been down this way

Three times before

But this will be the final

Time I come down here

The heartache for me

Is just too great

Seeing that terrible site

Where you left this world

I'd rather remember

The good times we shared

You'll always be

Safe in my heart Sweetie

I'll never break

The Promise I made to you

On the Brooklyn Bridge

You'll always be alive

In my heart forever

I'll never be afraid to die

Because I'll see you again

One day I know

And because from above

There's an Angel watching over me.



January 2,2002

May God Bless you and the frineds and family that you left behind on 9/11/01.

Joyce, you were a good friend to me and I will never forget you. All my love, Peggy

Joyce and my daughter, Michelle (Skoorka) Burgess were good friends.



I want to send my sincere thoughts and love to Joyce's family and friends with the hopes that the many wonderful memories you have of Joyce will forever burn in your minds and in your hearts.



Sincerely,

Ilene Skoorka

We are deeply sorry for your loss of Joyce. May her kindness, friendliness, life and love continue living in all who love her. May the sorrow in your hearts be lightened by the precious moments shared with her. Our hearts cry with you in your loss of Joyce.

America Cries

We see your sorrow-

and our hearts cry....

We can not erase your pain

but you do not have to face the anguish alone-for we-

-the American people-

are beside you.

We so desperately want to have the touch that brings you comfort,

the strength that gives you courage,

and the words to lighten your spirits.

And when we are left speechless

may the silence of our nation weave love into your hearts

to ease your sorrow.

May you find healing through our nation's strength as we-

-the American people-

face this difficult time together. Our hearts are with you. Teresa Jahn

Dixon, IL

It sure sounds like Joyce was loved a lot and is missed even more. My heartfelt sympathy for her family and friends.

MAY GOD BLESS YOU JOYCE ANN CARPENETO AND MAY YOU REST IN PEACE.

GOD BLESS YOUR FAMILY AND FRIENDS.

GOD BLESS AMERICA AND MAY WE NEVER

FORGET 9/11/01

Joyce Carpeneto was my dear friend for 16 years. I wrote a memorial for her in October. I just opened up my heart and these words came out:



"Our Joyce: A Dear Sweet Friend"



In the summer of 1985, I had been working at the Tower Records store in Greenwich Village for about nine months. I soon met the newest "Front Desk Girl", a 24-year-old, brown haired, brown eyed girl from Long Islan named Joyce Carpeneto.



Joyce and I became fast friends. Her warmth and kindness shown through almost immediately. In late 1985, our store went through a management change, and Joyce gave me one of the nicest compliments I have ever gotten. One day she says to me, "You should be managing this store." And I was just a rock floor clerk! I really believe that Joyce had more faith in me than I had in myself.



Joyce and I worked together in the Tower Village store for over 4 years. She eventually moved downstairs to the cassette department and I became the rock CD buyer. We both became supervisors and we closed many nights together. I remember many times Joyce would come to me with a problem and I was only too happy to help her.



Joyce left the store for TRIP (Tower Records Import Product) in 1989 and I left the store in late 1990. I too landed at TRIP in early 1991, and I was very fortunate to have Joyce already there. She was a rep, and I became her assistant. I covered Tower stores at the Village and Carle Place, LI for her. I was a bit nervous about taking over the job, as I wasn't sure if I'd fit in. Joyce made it easy for me, as she showed me the ropes and introduced me to the people I'd have to deal with in the new job.



It was wonderful to share an office with her. One Friday, Joyce and Barbara Lang, our other rep, were discussing where to send me the next week. I covered stores for them on a rotation basis. On this day they both needed me the next week. So in the middle of all of this, Joyce turns to me and says,"Don't you love the fact that you have two women fighting over you?" I could only laugh and smile, and when I think of that story, it will always make me smile and remember Joyce's wonderful sense of humor.



By mid-1993, TRIP (or MTS Sales as it became known) merged with another company, and Joyce was let go. It was terribly unfair to her, but she didn't let it get her down. Joyce picked herself up, dusted herself off, and joined Tower's Art Department. I discovered she was a very talented artist, and I saw her work in many of the Tower stores.



After the MTS position ended, Joyce and I would always run into each other in places like the Village Record and Village Video store. It was always a pleasure to see her and talk to her about what was going on in our lives and reminisce about the old days. All of my memories of Joyce are fond ones, and will remain that way for the rest of my life. Together, and with many of our Tower friends, we enjoyed art shows, Tower parties and bowling after work. It was so much fun, and it all seems like yesterday.



The weeks and months since the tragedy have been the longest, and without question, the saddest time of my life. For all of us who love and care for her, Joyce will always remain a special part of our lives. She will always have a special place in my heart, and a day will not go by that I will not think of her.



In the days following the tragedy, Joyce's mom and Russ Giffen, her ex-husband, set up a website looking for more information about her. The first time I saw it I burst into tears. The picture of Joyce was just stunning, and the words included on it were incredibly poignant,"If you knew her you had to be her friend. She loves everyone." I cannot improve on those words. Just incredibly beautiful.



And all of us love you Joyce.



I thank God that Joyce Ann Carpeneto came into my life. She's one of the most dearest, sweetest people I have ever known, or will ever know. We are all better for having her friendship, kindness and support. I will always remember her beautiful smile, and her wonderful laugh. She will always live in my heart, and no one can ever take that away from me.



Back when we worked in the Tower store in Greenwich Village in the 1980s, I always felt that Joyce and I were part of an extended family with all of our other friends who worked there. Now, one of our family is no longer with us. So we grieve for our missing sister, in the hope that she has found peace.



I will always love Joyce for the rest of my life. No matter where I go, she'll always be with me.



She'll always be Our Joyce. She'll always be Our Cookie. And now, Joyce will forever be Our Angel.



John Brian Quinn

Brooklyn, NY

October 19, 2001



I welcome any of your thoughts about my tribute. My e-mail address is [email protected]. All the best and God Bless,

John

I used to live in East Northport. My heart breaks for these people, and their family and friends. God Bless you all.

I love you, Joyce. You and Harvey are heroes and together FOREVER. WE love you!!!!!