The Australian Numismatic Society
Joyce Alma Hanley. 11
Joyce was one of our tireless workers, who made a contribution
right up to the end. In the early years she would look after the
refreshments and would bring freshly baked cakes and other goodies for
our supper after the meeting. It was always going to be a good
night when Joyce arrived with the kettle and other goodies. We
used to pay 50c towards our supper and at the end of each year Joyce
would make a donation of the excess funds to the Society. I don't
think she ever calculated the cost of making those wonderful cakes in
her costs as the donation was always fairly large.
I can remember at the Conferences she would always have extra
sandwiches in the Friday night, so those members who visited her and
Tom in their room got a feed.
In the 90s when we went through a slow down Joyce joined the
Council, more because she wanted to support Tom and to make sure the
Society continued to function well, than a desire to be on the Council.
She nursed Tom through his illness and we were all very glad to see
Joyce back at the meeting shortly after Tom's passing.
I always used to have a smile at the meeting when Joyce would say
"Can I say a few words" as we were sure to hear a lot of our history.
Joyce was awarded the Paul Simon medal for her contribution to
Numismatics in 2006 a picture of Joyce and her medal can be seen above.
In September 2008 Joyce was awarded the ANS Bronze medal. We were
a bit slow in recognising her services. After the presentation
she told me she would tell Tom all about it when she got home.
One other secret. Joyce was the only ANS to have her 2013 ANS
Centenary Medal. After she had her 1913 shilling encased in her
medal, she persuaded me that she should have it to show Tom when she
got home. I am such a softie that I gave it to her. I am
glad I did. However don't any other member try getting theirs.
Eulogy from Greg Webb her neighbour
Alma Hanley and her beloved husband Tom, were an integral part of the
lives of their
friends and close neighbours who resided in Pacific Street, Caringbah.
members of those neighbouring families, both past and present, who are
today, bear testament to this fact.
know that those of you here today, all have your own treasured memories
beautiful woman and her husband Tom. My brother Scott and I would like
this opportunity to share some of our own recollections, in order to
to the generosity of spirit that was such a feature of Joyce’s life and
arrived in Caringbah, with her husband Tom, in 1954. They made their
home at 75
Pacific Street, where they were to remain for the rest of their lives.
Street at that time was unsealed and consequently had no kerbing or
Many of the house blocks in the street, and in the surrounding area,
vacant and remnant bush was still a feature of the area. Young families
arriving there often found themselves far from familiar faces and
own parents, John and Elizabeth Webb, settled next door to Joyce and
1956. A young couple from the eastern suburbs of Sydney, they arrived
three very young children, and one on the way, to take up residence in
fibro clad garage and small attached laundry. Joyce immediately made
welcome by introducing herself to my sister Kathy, who was playing in
backyard, asking if her mother would like, “...a cuppa”. This was the
many such cups of tea over the years that followed.
loyal and steadfast friendship developed from that first meeting, this
facilitated in no small way by a missing piece of fence paling in the
boundary fence between Joyce’s yard and our yard. This head height
the fence served as a thoroughfare for “...scraps for the chooks”
newspaper), from our side of the fence, and a regular supply of
Joyce’s side of the fence, that included vegetables from the garden,
memorable baked custards (Dad’s favourite), stewed rhubarb deserts, and
pikelets still warm from the pan. This opening also provided a place
regular conversation between a younger woman dealing with the
raising four young children and a more mature woman constant in her
and Tom’s backyard was a place of wonderful sights, sounds and smells
children. A sizeable chook pen that harboured a fearsome rooster;
endless beds of vegetables; an intriguing fish pond and a wonderfully
exotic fernery decorated with hand painted, metal images of birds.
around the garden, in the company of either Auntie Joyce or Uncle Tom,
enriching experience. This was a loving and peaceful place, a place in
child felt welcome, safe and nurtured.
and Tom were unfailing in their support of our family. During our
years, when our mother was occasionally hospitalised, Joyce and Tom
for my younger bother Scott. This ongoing level of support and
resulted in Joyce and Tom being seen by the Webb children as extended
members, with all of the love and trust that accompany strong familial
Joyce and Tom’s household as an adult, was an equally warm and
experience. Afternoon tea would be served according to a strict
served on the best crockery, accompanied by starched serviettes and tea
with tea leaves and poured through a strainer. Auntie Joyce would
host the occasion, while Uncle Tom, seated at the head of the table,
you captivated with his wonderful stories, sparkling eyes and good
Joyce’s inherent graciousness on these occasions, reinforced your sense
respect and regard for this grounded and caring woman.
support for her husband Tom was unwavering. For all of their married
was a rock of support for the man she loved. It was a testament to her
independence, and her strength of character, that she was able to carry
without him during the last nine years of her life - a time when she
had a remarkable mind which remained sharp through the last days of her
Her knowledge was broad and she was able to form clear and concise
a wide range of topics. Her ability to remember the detail of the lives
those around her, demonstrated not just her clarity of thought, but
selflessness and genuine concern for others, that were key features of
loved to travel, and organised many trips away for Tom and herself.
they went their good humour and sense of respect in their dealings with
caused them to make friends easily. They would always return home
their experiences and their new friendships.
her life Joyce experienced the ongoing love and support of her and
immediate family members. She also enjoyed the love and support of
friends, their children and grandchildren, who surrounded her at
& Sam Wright;
and Mary Hanley;
& Neville Chegwidden;
own parents, John & Elizabeth Webb;
& Sylvia Sharp;
& John Finnegan;
& Norma Burke;
& Anita Rosenbaum;
& Cathy Huish
in her later years the deep affection and commitment of Julie and Eddie
of us here today, whether members of Joyce’s immediate or extended
united - both in our grief, and in our love for this remarkable, noble
Joyce’s greatest gift to us is the love that she leaves amongst us.
above all, the gift of oneself and Joyce gave unconditionally of
all of us who were fortunate enough to know and love her in return.
is now reunited with her beloved Tom, free of the aches and pains that
challenged her during her final years.
who are here today have all been touched by the wellspring of love that
drew from - perhaps we will have occasion to pass on this love, to
touch in our own lives.
has blessed Joyce, may she and Tom now rest together in peace.