Joan Mayo
July 16, 1933 ~ October 17, 2024
Resided in:
Casco, Maine
Casco - Joan Mayo, 91, passed away on October 17, 2024 at Casco Inn in Casco, Maine.
She was born on July 16, 1933, daughter of the late Leon F. Mayo and Kathleen M. Higgins. She grew up in Portland on Munjoy Hill and she was a graduate of Portland High School, Class of 1951. She worked at Burnham & Morrill for several years. She then worked at J. Weston Walsh Publisher Company where she retired after 28 years of service.
She is survived by her sister, Nancy Baptista of Scarborough. Her sister wishes to extend a special thank you to the staff at Casco Inn and Beacon Hospice for their wonderful care of Joan.
A private burial will be held at Forest City Cemetery. Arrangements are under the direction of the Conroy-Tully Walker Funeral Home of South Portland. To view Joan's memorial page, or to share an online condolence, please visit www.ConroyTullyWalker.com
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We lived in the same apt. building for years and spent time everyday. Often lunches somewhere in South Portland, or the family room with our Brady. She was so dear. After I moved, we would talk usually every week, and she always needed to speak with Brady too. She loved my new place and was so glad to know I was safe and happy. I loved her.
My deep regret is that I didn’t try harder to find Jo. She was my dear most steadfast friend, and strong support .Her loyalty to me and my pup kept me going through some troubled years and I will never forget her. We kept good track after I moved away and then illness and other life got in the way
I so hope she knew and I treasure some wonderful memories!
Sometimes life traumas make you stronger and we shared many things.
Loyal. Loving. Tough as nails. Generous and kind. Fun and always game for a new adventure.
She was so brave in the face of any adversity and always outspoken for those in need.
I am so sorry we lost touch. I feel devastated that I didn’t work harder to find you.You always told me I’d never know how much you loved me, but I did…my dear Jo.