Jo Ann Mossing

Jo Ann Mossing, 70, of Swanton, Ohio, died peacefully at home Thursday evening September 10, 2009 surrounded by her devoted husband and loving children. Ann Mossing, daughter of William and Joan Smithmyer, was born February 25, 1939, in Altoona, Pennsylvania. In 1952, she moved to Ohio and met her future husband, Charles Bud Mossing. They were married on November 28, 1957. Their love grew for more than 50 years of marriage and continues to flourish through their thirteen children. Ann enjoyed a wonderful life. She was a committed and faith-filled member of Holy Trinity Parish. She was active in many ministries including the Altar Rosary Society and managing the St. Vincent de Paul monthly food distribution with her husband. She was also a strong advocate for Catholic education. Ann lived for others especially her children. She was most proud of the success that each of them has achieved in their personal and professional lives. Ann was preceded in death by her mother, father, sister, Jane Grabowski, and brother, William Smithmyer. She is survived by her husband, Bud; children, Michael Susan, Stephen Karen, James Amy, Susan Szaroleta William, Patricia McMullen, John Kimberly, Donald Laura, William Lynn, Jane Francis David, Carol Reeling Joel, Nicholas Chantel, Timothy Gilliane, and Elizabeth; siblings, Robert Nancy Smithmyer, Mary Smithmyer, and Sally David Jenkins; 34 grandchildren; and 3 great-grandchildren. Family and friends will be received at Walker Funeral Home, 5155 W. Sylvania Avenue Toledo, OH, Sunday from 5:00 9:00 PM and Monday starting at 9:00 AM with a 10:15 AM prayer service. A funeral resurrection mass will be held at Holy Trinity church on Monday at 11:30 AM. Memorials may take the form of contributions to Holy Trinity Parish, 2649 US Highway 20, Swanton, OH. Online condolences may be sent to the family by visiting our website at www.walkerfuneralhomes.com. When I Die Give all thats left of me away to children and old people that wait to die And if you need to cry, cry for your brother who is walking the streets beside you. And when you think of me, put your arms around anyone and give them what you mean to give me. I want to leave you somethingsomething better than words or sounds. Love doesnt die. People do. So when all that is left of me is love, give me away. Ill see you at home in heaven.