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BRILEY, Joyce Lorraine
BRILEY, Joyce Lorraine 87, passed away Nov. 11, 2017 in Lancaster, Calif. holding the hands of her daughters. Joyce was born in Inglewood, Calif., daughter of Max and Gladys Porter on April 19, 1930. She met her husband Bobby Lee Briley at the Long Beach Naval Hospital, where she was a volunteer worker. They wed on July 16, 1949 in Los Angeles. They were married for 68 years and she loved Bob for eternity. Joyce made airplane parts at McDonnel Douglas in Torrance, then worked at Mattel Toy Corp. in EI Segundo. Bob and Joyce relocated to the Antelope Valley where Joyce remained for the rest of her life. Bob and Joyce raised chickens for Ryckebosch Chicken Farms. Bob worked for the Sheriff department, they both worked with the chickens, however, Joyce loved her birds and she became the area's number one chicken ranch grower. Joyce worked at the Saugus Swap Meet for years, and her last job she worked for All Valley Transport Services, where she traveled hundreds of miles delivering medical supplies. Joyce had a work ethic matched by few. Preceded in death are her three brothers: Howard, Arthur, her twin brother Royce and her son Bobby Lee. She is survived by her husband Bob of 68 years, her two daughters Kathleen Joyce Akana and Ralee Bailey, son-in-law Russell Bailey, grandchildren Jennifer Joy Cain, Marcie Lee Boden, Emily Dawn Jimenez, Russell Bailey, Jr., and Claire Marie Bailey. Great grandchildren Max, Luke, and Lily Cain; Mason, Kaylee Joyce and Briley Boden; Jake and Johnny Jimenez; and Charles Philip, Emily, Lydia and Mary Joy Bailey. Joyce was the family "baby washer." Every single new baby born into this family received their first and subsequent baths by their Gramma Joy. With her gentle hands, she taught them to love their baths. Joyce loved to gamble at the Indian Museum. When she won, she shared her winnings. 'Gramma took me with her to walk through the chicken barns to check the Ôbirds. She always had new pajamas for us all when we stayed the night. When we all worked at the swap meet together she drove and she would stop for McMuffins. Gramma made me dumplings and chicken fried steak, and she cleaned under her stove religiously, wanted it clean, she was always cleaning her home. I loved her stories of her childhood. Gramma had a huge heart and cared for so many, sometimes strangers, who needed kindness, she was always there for them. Gramma Joyce defined the fine underlying character of our whole family." (Rusty) "Joyce was everyone's grandma, everyone's mom. Gramma is the definition of unconditional love, the kids could never do anything wrong in her eyes. Gramma always told me 'if cussing was the worst thing I ever did, I would be ok'. If I can be half the mother, grandmother and great grandmother she was, then I will be doing great. I love you more than tongue can tell, Gramma Joyce." (Jennifer) "I could do no wrong in Granny's eyes. She loved unconditionally." (Josh) . "We named both our daughters after gramma. Gramma Joyce was the best woman ever. She loved everyone, everyone loved her. All my friends called her Grandma too! She was the most loving, accepting, selfless person on earth. She will be so missed." (Marcie) 'I loved gramma as my own gramma. She was very special to me.' (Eric) "When I stayed the night at gramma's house, I would wake up to a kitten lying next to me in her warm waterbed. I was always cozy and safe at gramma's house. I will miss your scrambled eggs in the morning my gramma, and miss your bird Stanley. Gramma showed me what it means to love unconditionally, and to value the people in my life that mean the most to me. You were always so busy, I will miss you forever my 'Running Granny!' (Claire) "Gramma Joy, Gran, My Lady, Granny, Beautiful, Gramma Seal, Gramma Chick, My Heart of Hearts. You kept my secrets, enabled my dreams, and are my inspiration. Every morning your phone calls, our prayers we said together every night, each night I'd thank God for giving you to us. I so miss those calls. You always made me feel like I was number one! When my Gran was made, the mold was broken because nobody in this world can fill your shoes. I remember your house, rubbing your feet, the squeak of the oven, airplanes above, you in the kitchen, game shows, western movies, crossword puzzles, the coffee grinder, the nail polish flowers painted on the closet, telling grandkids stories late night in the camper, card games, and waving as I drove away until I was out of sight. Your sweet smile. Sundays you drove us to work the Swap Meet, our car filled with co-workers. My heart swelled with pride when I told people that the 'beer lady' was my Gramma! You were the teacher of unconditional love. At grocery stores, you popped grapes in my mouth. After shopping, you'd stop to give food to a beggarly man, always caring for those less fortunate. You cared for the helpless, always reminding us that they were babies once too. I miss your potato soup, potato salad, cakes, pies, squash, cookies - I miss Thanksgiving and Christmas feasts. I will miss your soft voice with your phone calls. The last time I saw you, you said to me, 'Love you more.' You awakened for just a minute to say it. I will miss seeing your little head in mom's car. Famous Joyce sayings: 'Everything you touch turns to gold" or 'It's done with perfection.' You had such a wise perspective on life. Thank you for being my oldest, longest, dearest friend, teaching me, my shining star. You will always be the angel at my side. I will walk strong, with compassion, and strive to love unconditionally as my Gramma did. Getting your angel wings - Gramma did this all by herself. Bye for now my granny, I love you more than tongue can tell !" (Emily). "She was my inspiration, with wise, comforting words. She looked into your eyes and made you feel beautiful and special. She would hold my hands and tell me stories of her youth. Her walls were covered with photos and memories, and if the walls could talk, they would say, 'Wow, what a life!' She lived life 'to the fullest. ÔI am grateful to have known and loved this woman. She was simply enchanting. (Johnny) ÔThe Master Pie Maker'. She made pies for every occasion. Dad would take pies to his work, all the staff at the Sheriff's Station loved them. Growing up, for supper we always had a vegetable, meat and potato, then a freshly baked pastry, pie or cookie for dessert. Her little hands were always busy cooking, baking and cleaning her spotless house. She was always there for everyone, always there for me. She once travelled by herself for 5 hours to help me when I needed her. She was selfless, and loved unconditionally. One of a kind, Fly high Mama, we miss you every day." (Kathleen) "Mom was the most open-hearted loving soul I've ever known. She was unique, spunky, playful, passionate, great humor, and always a smile on her pretty face. No one was a stranger to mom. She was a spiritual healer, had a huge knowledge of common sense, and she cared for all who were sick. Mom's hands were always busy, with chores, crocheting, cooking, or sewing. She loved cleaning, the joke was always that she tried to get your clothes off your back so she could wash and fold them. She taught me how to love, how to grow my children, my constant support. I miss holding your busy, tired little hands. This little lady is my friend, my hero and even though I cannot touch her or call her on the phone, I will share my love with her in Heaven. Love you Briley Chick.' (Ralee) "I loved Joyce for over 44 years.' (Russ) "Joyce was a great mother and grandmother'. (Bob) "Joyce and her family were like my second family, I loved her'. (LaVerne) 'We had good times at Stateline'. (Liz) "Joyce was sent to us from above, She had a dancing heart, comforting words, and warm cookies'. (Shellia) 'Joyce was a precious angel that walked this earth'. (Zonia) "This woman is now a piece of my heart'. (Suzie) Joyce is resting at the Eternal Valley Memorial Park in Newhall. Joyce wished for no funeral services. Thanks to Hospice Nurses Kelly Oko, RN and Hyvana Sneary, LVN, Caretakers Zonia and Suzie. "Father Mother God, Loving me, guard me while I sleep, guide my little feet, up to thee."

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