Joyce Mae Renebome

November 22, 1934 - May 3, 2024, Joyce Renebome, 89, of Gainesville, VA passed away peacefully after a lengthy illness. Comforted by her family and caregivers, she left us to join her band of Angels in Heaven. Joyce, the youngest of eight children was born on Thanksgiving Day, November 22, 1934, to Frank and Mamie Martins, in Salinas, CA. She married Peter Renebome, the only love of her life at Sacred Heart Catholic Church, on March 1, 1953. She and Pete were the proprietors of Renebome Ready Mix Concrete, but their passion was always rodeo, horses, cattle, and family. Together, they raised three children, several dogs, cats, horses and purebred Saler Cattle. Peter was born with Usher Syndrome, a genetic form of deaf-blindness that progresses from deafness at birth with the later onset of Retinitis Pigmentosa and eventual blindness. Joyce became the eyes and ears of the family. Her inner strength was the glue that held her family together. She was the tough one. Everyone knew that if you wanted to get something done, you called Joyce. She was the problem solver, forever innovative and creative. She could just as easily doctor injured livestock as she could walk into a board room with a proposal for a new subdivision, take on city hall to right a wrong, or heal a child’s broken heart or a skinned knee. That was Joyce. Nothing was beyond her ability. Armed with a high school diploma from Salinas High, in 1952, she studied whatever was of interest, learned fast and retained it all. Only five foot two, she was a dynamo to contend with and you did not want to be on the wrong side of Joyce. When the kids were grown, Joyce and Pete left Salinas to pursue a life raising Saler Cattle in Corning, CA, followed by a move to Galt, and later retired to live their last years at the Del Webb Community in Manteca. Before retiring, Joyce spent time working for the USDA in Sacramento and kept her finger on the pulse of all things involving California Agriculture. She was a real estate broker and still held her California Brokers License at age 84. She loved to put together land deals and was instrumental in the development of numerous real estate projects in California, including the Del Webb community they eventually called home, at Woodbridge in Manteca. Joyce was driven by her keen intellect and passion to fight for her family and what was right. She never turned a blind eye or ignored those in trouble. She was always ready to jump in and help fix something. She worried far too much and rarely could say no to any request. Joyce loved poetry. She co-wrote the lyrics to several songs with her son Jeff and wrote beautiful poems whenever a family member or precious pet passed. If Joyce had a hobby, it was reading. She devoured books until her own eyes gave way to macular degeneration in 2020. Joyce leaves an indelible legacy. With her fierce determination to ‘get the job done,’ her faith in God, and the love that burns in her heart for her family and all things that are good and right, she’s a welcome addition to the family reunion in Heaven. Joyce was predeceased by her parents, Frank and Mamie Martins, four brothers, Bud, Hart, Louie, and Jim. Two sisters, Marguerite Roberts and Tiny Rogers. Her husband Peter, and son, Jeff Renebome. She is survived by her brother Al Martins of Salinas, daughters, Cheri Saunders of Gainesville, VA, and Debra Ann Ristau of Panama City Beach, FL. She is also survived by four grandchildren, their spouses, six great-grandchildren, and one great-great grandson. Our faith sustains us and we all believe she has passed into Heaven and will soon be another of God’s warrior Guardian Angels. Our beautiful mother. Oh how we miss you.

There will not be a traditional service, but Joyce and Pete made plans to be interred together at Mount Tamalpais, in California and we will privately honor their wishes. Sending our love for family and friends. Thank you for your prayers and help through this difficult journey.

"Joyce’s Legacy” In the quiet of dawn, where memories bloom, Joyce Mae Martins Renebome found her room. Born on Thanksgiving Day, a spirit so bright, Her journey unfolded, bathed in love’s light. From Salinas’ embrace, she danced through the years, Eight siblings around her, hard work, laughter and tears. With Frank and Mamie as her guiding stars, Joyce’s heart blossomed, reaching for Mars. Peter her love, stood by her side, Sacred vows exchanged, forever tied. Rodeo dust and concrete’s embrace, Their passion ignited, a wild, steadfast race. Usher Syndrome cast shadows on Pete’s sight, Yet Joyce became his compass, day and night. She stitched their world together, tough and true, a dynamo of courage, skies painted blue. Five foot two, but a force to behold, Joyce’s resolve shimmered like pure gold. In boardrooms and barns, she wore many hats, Healing hearts, mending fences, where life sat. Salinas to Corning, Galt, and beyond, Saler Cattle grazed, dreams stretched and spawned. Retirement whispered, Del Webb’s warm embrace, Manteca’s sunsets cradled their grace. A broker, a visionary, Joyce wore her crown, Land deals and subdivisions, her legacy’s gown. California’s heartbeat pulsed within her veins, Woodbridge bloomed, a testament to her gains. Her intellect keen, a fire in her eyes, Joyce fought for kin, under vast skies. No trouble too distant, no plea

left unheard, Her heart’s compass guided, love’s sacred word. Poetry flowed from her pen’s tender ink, Songs and sonnets, memories in sync. Macular shadows dimmed her reading light, Yet her legacy blazed, a beacon so bright. Frank, Mamie, Bud, Hart, Louie, and Jim, Marguerite, Tiny—each soul’s cherished hymn. Peter and Jeff, stars in her celestial rhyme, Their echoes danced, transcending time. Al Martins, her brother, stood strong and true, Cheri and Debra, daughters she knew. Grandchildren, great- grandchildren, love’s sweet refrain, Joyce’s tapestry woven, forever to remain. Guardian Angel now, her spirit takes flight, Heaven’s reunion, where day turns to night. Our beautiful mother, oh how we will miss you, Joyce Mae Martins Renebome, we will never forget you