Wyman, Janet Sue (nee Austin) passed away on Saturday, September 25, 2021.
Beloved wife of Theodore “Ted” A. Wyman Sr. of 56 years; dearest mother of Nancy Rose, Jonathan (Cindi) and the late Theodore Jr. (Paula) Wyman, grandma of Jeff (Breanna), Danny Wyman, Lisa, Ronnie (Danita), Stephen, Johnnie Atkins, Lichelle (Joey) Middleton, Calissa Thorne and Dalton Rose; great-grandma, sister of Roland (Norma) Austin, the late Lue Dora (Bill) Fox, Zelmer (Dorothy) and Archie Austin; sister-in-law of Florence (John) Huber; our dear aunt, cousin and friend of many.
Janet was an angel.
Memorial Visitation Saturday, October 16, 1:00 p.m. until Memorial Service 3:00 p.m. at KUTIS AFFTON CHAPEL, 10151 Gravois Rd. In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions can be made to the Alzheimer’s Association or Human Society of Missouri.
I have known your mom and dad since 1967. they were always a fun couple and when Ted’s sister Flo and her family would come for visits, I always was so glad she invited me to be with Ted and Jan. watching them and their children grow up and enjoy their lives was a gift like no other. they aged well and mellowed out with the passing of years. that is always so nice to see. I send love and hugs to her children, her husband, her grandchildren. may you all remember her with a smile and a kind word.
I have known your mom and dad since 1967. they were always a fun couple and when Ted’s sister Flo and her family would come for visits, I always was so glad she invited me to be with Ted and Jan. watching them and their children grow up and enjoy their lives was a gift like no other. they aged well and mellowed out with the passing of years. that is always so nice to see. I send love and hugs to her children, her husband, her grandchildren. may you all remember her with a smile and a kind word.
I loved Jan. We worked together at Dierbergs. Jan was a great co-worker and friend. We had many good times working together. I enjoyed seeing her and Ted when they would still visit us at the store. She will be missed and remembered always!
I loved Jan. We worked together at Dierbergs. Jan was a great co-worker and friend. We had many good times working together. I enjoyed seeing her and Ted when they would still visit us at the store. She will be missed and remembered always!
I am the first grandchild born into the Archie & Geneva Austin family in 1952, making Jan an Aunt at the ripe old age of 5 1/2. My sister Linda was born 18 months later. It would not be unusual for a child Jan’s age to resent suddenly having to share her mom & dad with new babies (grandchildren), but if she ever felt that way, she never showed it or said so. From my earliest memories, I adored Jan.
In my family, I was the oldest of 5 children and Jan was the big sister I never had. We were 5 years apart in age but still close enough to like the same things. She taught us (me and Linda) all kinds of things, from how to jump rope, hula-hoop, twirl a baton, and hop on a Pogo Stick to how to apply lipstick and walk in heels. Also the latest fads, dances and pop music. A bonus was that my grandparents always got us the best Birthday/Christmas gifts because they let Jan pick them out and she was cool and groovy!!
In 1960, my family moved to the country and the Grands came to visit us often. Those visits were the best, we always had so much fun. There were plenty of beds at our house for everyone to sleep in but we girls would take over the living room at night. Closing all the doors, we would pile quilts/blankets/pillows on the floor making one big pallet. We would lay there for hours talking, telling ghost stories, and giggling with my dad periodically saying sternly from my parent’s next door bedroom, “You girls need to hush and go to sleep now,” which of course, only made us act goofier. Jan, Linda and I were as close as sisters but unlike siblings, we never fought with each other. That is Linda and I never fought with Jan, we certainly did fight with each other. As we grew older there were different fun things to do. When we visited the Grands home in St. Louis, Ted & Jan would take us for rides in his black convertible (top down) with Jan doing her best Jackie Kennedy impersonation. Her hair in her customary up-do and covered loosely with a colorful gauzy scarf. But the most fun was at the house, visiting and playing games, etc. A game of spoons would occasionally end in blood-shed from long fingernails and enthusiastic play.
As we became adults, raising our individual families, jobs and locations took us down separate paths but even though I seldom saw Jan, when I did, it was just like no time has passed at all. Lots of things, both good and tragic, happened in our lives as adults but our childhood seemed almost magical. And Jan was a large part of that. Everything about her was oversized. Her sparkling personality, loud mouth, infectious laugh and that big sh*t-eating grin. When Jan was in the house, everyone knew it lol.
Following my mom’s graveside service in March, 2019, Jan asked if I remembered playing the Wizard of Oz? I told her of course I did. She sighed and said wistfully, “Those were such good times!” The Wizard of Oz was a game Jan (as the oldest) thought up for us to play. We would line up across the road with Jan in the middle. Then we would all hold hands, and skip down the alley near our house belting out the song “We’re Off to See the Wizard” from the movie at the top of our lungs. Sometimes my brother Billy and Uncle Ooch joined us but usually it was just us girls. Throughout my life, whenever I saw or heard anything to do with the Wizard of Oz, I remembered those wonderful days.
To Jan’s children and grandchildren, I’m sorry for your loss. I know you miss her so much. She was a treasure and definitely one of a kind.
I am the first grandchild born into the Archie & Geneva Austin family in 1952, making Jan an Aunt at the ripe old age of 5 1/2. My sister Linda was born 18 months later. It would not be unusual for a child Jan’s age to resent suddenly having to share her mom & dad with new babies (grandchildren), but if she ever felt that way, she never showed it or said so. From my earliest memories, I adored Jan.
In my family, I was the oldest of 5 children and Jan was the big sister I never had. We were 5 years apart in age but still close enough to like the same things. She taught us (me and Linda) all kinds of things, from how to jump rope, hula-hoop, twirl a baton, and hop on a Pogo Stick to how to apply lipstick and walk in heels. Also the latest fads, dances and pop music. A bonus was that my grandparents always got us the best Birthday/Christmas gifts because they let Jan pick them out and she was cool and groovy!!
In 1960, my family moved to the country and the Grands came to visit us often. Those visits were the best, we always had so much fun. There were plenty of beds at our house for everyone to sleep in but we girls would take over the living room at night. Closing all the doors, we would pile quilts/blankets/pillows on the floor making one big pallet. We would lay there for hours talking, telling ghost stories, and giggling with my dad periodically saying sternly from my parent’s next door bedroom, “You girls need to hush and go to sleep now,” which of course, only made us act goofier. Jan, Linda and I were as close as sisters but unlike siblings, we never fought with each other. That is Linda and I never fought with Jan, we certainly did fight with each other. As we grew older there were different fun things to do. When we visited the Grands home in St. Louis, Ted & Jan would take us for rides in his black convertible (top down) with Jan doing her best Jackie Kennedy impersonation. Her hair in her customary up-do and covered loosely with a colorful gauzy scarf. But the most fun was at the house, visiting and playing games, etc. A game of spoons would occasionally end in blood-shed from long fingernails and enthusiastic play.
As we became adults, raising our individual families, jobs and locations took us down separate paths but even though I seldom saw Jan, when I did, it was just like no time has passed at all. Lots of things, both good and tragic, happened in our lives as adults but our childhood seemed almost magical. And Jan was a large part of that. Everything about her was oversized. Her sparkling personality, loud mouth, infectious laugh and that big sh*t-eating grin. When Jan was in the house, everyone knew it lol.
Following my mom’s graveside service in March, 2019, Jan asked if I remembered playing the Wizard of Oz? I told her of course I did. She sighed and said wistfully, “Those were such good times!” The Wizard of Oz was a game Jan (as the oldest) thought up for us to play. We would line up across the road with Jan in the middle. Then we would all hold hands, and skip down the alley near our house belting out the song “We’re Off to See the Wizard” from the movie at the top of our lungs. Sometimes my brother Billy and Uncle Ooch joined us but usually it was just us girls. Throughout my life, whenever I saw or heard anything to do with the Wizard of Oz, I remembered those wonderful days.
To Jan’s children and grandchildren, I’m sorry for your loss. I know you miss her so much. She was a treasure and definitely one of a kind.
I am Ted’s cousin and he, Flo and I grew up together and attended Roosevelt High School in St. Louis at the same time. Ted and Jan were Seniors, Flo was a Southmore, and I was a NewJay/Freshman. Ted brought Jan home to introduce her to his family and I was there. We all had so much fun together. In January, we went to the Jewel Box in his “new convertible” with the top down because it was 60+ degrees!!! Flo and I sat in the back seat and my feet went through the corroded floorboards of the car! I was so afraid to tell him but he handed me some corregated cardboard from under his seat to put under my feet!!! Jan laughed and laughed. I loved her so. She was the sweetest person I have ever known. She cared about everyone and was a born mother. I attended their wedding and helped send them off when they went to Minot AFB in N Dakota. I was so happy when Teddy was born. Then the shocker — they started adding to their family when Nancy and Jonathan were born. Nancy had the same great spirit as her mother. She was wise beyond her years. I think of Jan often and miss her terribly. She was so kind to my Aunt Christine. She took care of her father/mother and brother. She was absolutely selfless. She truly put others first. Love you, Jan. See you soon on the other side. I can see you singing with the angels