Joan Bell Fielding, a beloved mother, grandmother, sister, and partner, passed away peacefully on September 23, 2026. Born on February 22, 1943, in the heart of Washington, D.C., she was welcomed into the world by her loving parents, John and Daisy Bell. Throughout her life, Joan embodied grace, strength, and an unwavering dedication to her family and friends.
Joan was preceded in death by her dear sister, Delores, and her brothers, Butch, Jemel, and Michael. She is survived by her devoted son, Anthone, her cherished daughter-in-law, Schveka, and her treasured grandchildren, Anthone and Kennedy, who were the light of her life. Her sister Venorica remains to honor Joan's memory and continue their shared legacy of love and resilience. Joan was also the devoted partner of Paul Brown, with whom she shared 30 wonderful years filled with laughter, adventure, and unwavering companionship.
Joan's professional journey was marked by her significant contributions to the airline industry. She dedicated 15 years of her life to Eastern Airlines, where she began her career at the ticket counter and, through hard work and determination, advanced to the tower. Joan's talents and commitment ultimately led her to serve as the esteemed host of the prestigious Ionosphere Club, where she exemplified hospitality and grace. While working for the airline, she was asked to compete in the Eastern Airlines beauty pageant where out of 50 contestants, she was crowned Ms. Ionosphere. She also worked for IBM where she retired
Beyond her professional accomplishments, Joan was a proud member of the American Legion Post 196.
Joan will be remembered for her warmth, kindness, and the joy she brought to those around her. Her legacy is one of love, dedication, and the cherished memories she leaves with her family and friends. She will be dearly missed but forever remembered in the hearts of those who knew and loved her.
Service Program
Poem / Prayer
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other,
that we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name,
speak to me in the easy way
which you always used.
Put no difference in your tone,
wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word
that it always was.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was;
there is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind
because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you,
for an interval,
somewhere very near,
just round the corner.
All is well.
Special Thanks
We would like to extend heartfelt gratitude for your prayers, support, and kindness during this time.
