Joanne Kay Moncrief
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Joanne Kay (Genty) Moncrief passed away December 3, 2020 @ 7:26 p.m. with her four daughters by her side. She was born July 10, 1939, in Chicago, Illinois to Myrtle and Edward Genty. Jo grew up in Chicago with her 4 siblings, and attended Queen of Angels grade school and Immaculata High School. Her family moved to Omaha, Nebraska in 1958, where she married Robert Wright on November 5, 1960, and they enjoyed living in the Emerson, Iowa area for numerous years.
Jo married Bobbie Moncrief on October 29, 1983, and they lived in Phoenix, Arizona, and Sterling, Colorado. Jo returned to Red Oak, Iowa in 2010, and eventually moved to Omaha to be near her girls. She resided at Monarch Villa in Papillion where she made many friends, who enriched her life greatly, including her special friends Wayne, Jen, Art and Connie. Throughout her life, she very much enjoyed playing cards, bowling, cooking her famous spaghetti sauce. She was always happy to spend time with family, and especially enjoyed all the grandchildren.
Joanne is survived by her daughters Kimberly (Fred) Landon, Patricia (Marty) Scarpello, Jacqueline Benevento, and Christine (Jim) Parker; sisters Peggy Graves, and Kathleen (Robert) Mallory; step-children Sheila (Dennis) Randall, Stephanie Moncrief and Rick Moncrief and Lee (Diana)Sauer; grandchildren Makayla Landon and fianc?e Donnie Stivers, Kyle (Hannah) Landon, Lauren (Ryan) Parks, Lindsay (Patrick) Schoof, Katherine Scarpello, Niccolas Greene, Samuel Benevento, Chloe Parker, Emery Parker, great granddaughter Remington Parks, numerous step-grandchildren, nieces and nephews, as well as many friends, old and new.
Jo was preceded in death by her parents, brothers John (Jack) Genty, and Edward (Bud) Genty, husband Bobbie Moncrief, stepdaughters Cathy Honaker and Beverly Jackson & step-son David Moncrief.
Per Jo's wishes, cremation has taken place and there will be a Celebration of Life for her in the spring when it is safer to do so. She is loved beyond measure and missed more than words can say.