September 23, 2025 - 23:57

Joyce Ann Roggen Neeley, a cherished member of the Warsaw, N.Y. community, passed away peacefully on September 22, 2025, at the age of 91. Her life was marked by a deep commitment to her family and friends, leaving an indelible impact on all who knew her. Joyce was known for her warm smile and kind heart, always ready to lend a helping hand or share a comforting word.
Born and raised in Warsaw, Joyce dedicated herself to various community activities, fostering connections and friendships that spanned decades. Her passion for gardening and cooking brought joy to her household, where she often hosted gatherings that celebrated family traditions. Joyce's legacy is one of love, resilience, and unwavering support for those around her.
As her family and friends gather to honor her memory, they remember the many ways Joyce enriched their lives. She will be greatly missed but fondly remembered by all who had the privilege of knowing her.
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