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It is with great sadness that I report the passing of our classmate, Johanna Sutton Steele, on April 1, 2014. According to her daughter, Tami, she had been struggling with liver and breast cancer. Please keep Johanna's ("Sam's") family in your thoughts and prayers.
Patty Lundy Hill
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Larry Oldham
Johanna lived in our Glenwood neighborhood. She was very friendly and always popular especially
with the boys. She could also be a tom boy type and kick your butt if you teased her too much.
I also liked her and remained friends with her through emails at first and then through facebook.
I think she lived in Las Vegas and Florida and to me she seemed to have a pretty full life.
I hate that she passed so early in life but I am sure she is in a better place now better than
the bad health issues that I am sure caused her pain and grief. She will live on in our
memories as we remember her smiling face and her charm.
Larry Oldham
Brenda Blizzard (Dixon)
Johanna and I became friends at Calvin Wiley Elementary School. She had the darkest brown eyes and an infectious laugh. I remember walking the "wooded trail" behind the school over to her apartment complex. I thought I was really going somewhere when I walked that trail with her. I had an English bicycle I rode to school occasionally. I had one of those cord locks with a combination key....you put it through the spokes and around the frame under the seat. One day I forgot my bike and walked home....later that day here came Johanna and her brother Bobby bringing my bike to me. They picked up the back "locked" wheel and rolled the bike on the front wheel! I was so impressed and shocked......guess I thought my bike was "safe" with that lock on it! I think my daddy gave me a spanking over that in hopes I wouldn't "forget" it again! Another thing I remember: when we still in elementary school, some girl always told me she wanted to fight me. I didn't have the foggiest idea why. She bullied and threatened me for weeks. Finally, I told her I would fight her. We made plans to meet at 10:00 a.m. on a Saturday morning at the school playground. Johanna and her brother met me there for moral support. We waited and waited; the girl never showed. That was the end of that harrassment! I can't remember if I ever confronted her about it. But I definitely remember Johanna being there for me in my time of need! Thanks for the memories, Johanna, and I'm so sorry we lost touch as adults. Bless your daughter Tami too as she goes on through life without her Mom.