OMAHA, NE – Joan K. (Ramirez) Ventura, 74, passed away on December 9, 2018. She was born on May 26, 1944. She was a member of the Prairie Band Potawatomi Nation.
Preceded in death by husband, Edward F. Ventura, Sr.; parents, George and Mary Rose (Puckkee) Ramirez; daughter-in-law, Ernestine Ortiz-Ventura.
Survived by children: Angelina (Bruce) Gill, Julia Ventura, Edward T. Ventura Jr., Jesus Jose Ventura, Raquel Sannoufi and James A. Ventura; sisters: Rosemarie Desautels, Loretta Ramirez, Georgiana (Francisco) Alcuran, Geraldine (Rosendo) Martinez and Ramona Ramirez-Alvarez; brother: Gregory (Sandra) Ramirez; 10 grandchildren and 17 great-grandchildren, two great-great-grandchildren and many nieces and nephews.
VISITATION: 5-7 p.m. Thursday, Dec. 13, with Rosary to follow. FUNERAL: 11 a.m. Friday, Dec. 14. All services at Holy Name Catholic Church, 2901 Fontenelle Blvd. Interment: St. John’s Cemetery. In lieu of flowers, donations to Holy Name Catholic Church. KREMER FUNERAL HOME 6302 Maple St. 402-553-3155 www.kremerfuneralhome.com.
- Courtesy of Kremer Funeral Home
Ventura, Joan K. (Ramirez). May 26, 1994 – Dec. 9, 2018. Age 74. Preceded in death by husband, Edward F. Ventura Sr.; parents, George and Mary Rose (Puckkee) Ramirez; daughter-in-law, Ernestine Ortiz-Ventura. Survived by children: Angelina (Bruce) Gill, Julia Ventura, Edward T. Ventura Jr., Jesus Jose Ventura, Raquel Sannoufi and James A. Ventura; sisters: Rosemarie Desautels, Loretta Ramirez, Georgiana (Francisco) Alcuran, Geraldine (Rosendo) Martinez and Ramona Ramirez-Alvarez; brother: Gregory (Sandra) Ramirez; 10 grandchildren and 17 great-grandchildren, two great-great-grandchildren and many nieces and nephews. Visitation was Thursday, December 13 followed by a Rosary. The funeral was on Friday, December 14. All services were at Holy Name Catholic Church, her home parish. Interment is at St. John’s Cemetery. In lieu of flowers, donations were made to Holy Name Catholic Church. Kremer Funeral Home handled the funeral arrangements.
Memories from her grandchildren:
“When I was in kindergarten at Rosehill, Grandma would walk up to get me every day afterschool. I loved walking home with her,” Jazmyne Boner, granddaughter.
“Being my sponsor for the RCIA program at St. Pius X for my baptism at Holy Name,” Dawn Jones, granddaughter-in-law.
“When she taught me how to make enchiladas,” Anthony Crum, grandson.
“She always used a wine glass even for Diet Pepsi! The salt shaker was always filled. She never complained or talked about herself and asked about your day first and was interested in the conversation by asking lots of questions. She was always worrying about her kiddos,” Elana Crum, granddaughter-in-law.
“Sitting together making homemade tamales for hours only to feel like minutes. She always made kids and me feel as if we had grown up with her loving heart our entire life,” Tosha Lienemann granddaughter-in-law.
“When I was 12, I was packing my stuff getting ready to move-in with my dad. I was crying, and she told me I shouldn’t be because it was what I wanted. It was not until I was older did I realize she wasn’t being mean or cold she was just being honest. She was reminding me that it should have been a happy moment because it was what I always wanted – to live with my parents,” Thomas Jones, grandson.
“Every time I hated the world she would tell me to watch the birds and remember that if God can take care of all the birds I should know that God will always make sure to take care of me,” Andrew Jones, grandson.
“Her sneaking us grandkids champagne at New Year’s Eve every year,” Edward Ventura III, grandson.
“My favorite memory is us driving from Arizona together,” Matthew Boner grandson.
“I am going to miss Grandma always being there,” Michael Ciechomski, great-grandson.
“My favorite memory of grandma was when we would hang out in the kitchen while she cooked. We’d talk forever about everything and gossip about everyone. She’d teach me the little Spanish she knew. She’d talk to me about God in every subject we brought up. I’d play my music for her from the computer and then she’d play hers. When I was littler, she’d put me on her feet and teach me how to dance. As I got bigger she’d still show me how to dance and twirl me around, all in that little kitchen.” Jade Boner, granddaughter.
“When I was sick, I would stay at grandmas for the day. We would bake cookies, watch TV & sleep,” Crystal Gill, granddaughter.
“My favorite memory of grandma was when we went to her church during Christmas,” Isaiah Jones, great-grandson.
- Courtesy of Ed Ventura