Joseph Weaver

Joseph Weaver, 83 of Las Vegas, Nevada, died on February 3 at his home surrounded by family and friends. Joseph was born on December 3, 1937 in Lake Providence, LA to Jerry and Emma Weaver. On July 20, 1969 he married Gloria Lucero; together they raised two sons, Joseph and Nathaniel, and two daughters Bridgett and Lory. Joseph was affectionately known by his family as “Coot". He grew up in Lake Providence, LA and graduated from G.W. Griffin High School in 1957. Joseph served in the U.S. Army reserves which led him to California. He later moved to Las Vegas, NV, where he worked for over 20 years as an exterminator with Truly Nolan Pest Control. Joseph enjoyed fishing, beating his friends in spades and dominoes, and was a die-hard San Francisco 49er fan. Joseph is survived by his four children, Joseph Weaver II, Bridgett Webster, Lory Williams (Corey) and Nathaniel Weaver; twelve grandchildren, Joci Weaver, Lexi Weaver, Colby Weaver, Joseph L. Weaver, Jalynn Webster, James Webster, Jenee Williams, Cortland Williams, Josiah Williams, Matthias Williams, Uriah Williams, Kareem Weaver and Zyhon Weaver. Along with three great-grandchildren; Aston Carter, Brayland Williams and Iyanna Williams. As well as his brothers Samuel Weaver (Sonia) of Las Vegas, NV and Nathaniel Weaver of Las Vegas, NV and sisters, Delores Dixon of Houston, TX, Jessie Lee Burks of Lake Providence, LA and Arleana Sledge of Lake Providence,LA. Alongside a host of beloved nephews, nieces, cousins and many friends. He was preceded in death by his parents Jerry and Emma Weaver; brothers Jerry Weaver Jr., James P. Weaver, Charles Nelson; sisters Rebecca Taylor, Elsie Weaver, Geraldine Demerson, Margaret Franklin, Mary Crawford, Moisie Lee Baldwin, Betty Jo Kelly, and Mozella Kelly. To Those I Love When I am gone, release me, let me go. You mustn’t tie yourself to me with tears. Just be happy that we had so many years. I gave you my love, you can only guess, how much you gave to me in happiness. I thank you for the love you each have shown, but now it’s time I traveled alone. So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must, then let your grief be comforted by trust. It’s only for a while that we must part, so bless the memories within your heart. I won’t be far away, for life goes on, so if you need me, call, and I will come. Though you can’t see, or touch, I’ll be near. And if you listen with your heart, you’ll hear all of my love around you, soft and clear. And then, when you must come this way alone, I’ll greet you with a smile, and say “Welcome Home”.

Joseph Weaver

December 3, 1937 - February 3, 2021