Joseph W. Watson of Honeoye, November 30, 2013 at age 90 years. Predeceased by wife Mary; son, Robert Watson & brother, Lawrence Watson.Survived by children, Mary Jo Watson of Honeoye & Rita (Hal) Rosser of Naples, FL. grandson, Luke (Emily) Rosser of Charlotte, NC., 2 great-grandchildren Tommy and Ella. sister, Gladys Tilton of Bloomfield; brother Fred Watson of FL.; nieces & nephews.
He was a member of the Honeoye Eagle Masonic Lodge, the Shriners, Webster & Pittsford Fire Dept. Bands, Honeoye-Hemlock American Legion Post, the 40 and 8’s, & Richmond Fire Dept. Exempt’s.
Friends may call Saturday, December 7, 2013 from 1 – 3 PM at Kevin W. Dougherty Funeral Home, Inc. 8624 Main St., Route 20A, Honeoye where funeral and masonic services will follow calling at 3 PM. Burial, Lakeview Cemetery. Memorial contributions to the Richmond Ambulance Fund, PO Box 469, Honeoye,NY 14471 or Lakeview Cemetery, PO Box 43, Honeoye,NY 14471. To send condolences, please visit: www.doughertyfuneralhomes.com
Dear Mary Jo, Rita,and family,
We always enjoyed seeing your Dad at the Valley Inn. As a child I first met him at the Red and White and your family through the Roomes. He went to high school with my father “Bud Mather” and my uncle “George Mather”. Your Dad always talked about the Mather boys playing basketball at Hemlock High School, even though your Dad was younger. We had the pleasure of sitting with Joe at David Roome’s wedding a few years ago. Again, I enjoyed talking with him about families and the Hemlock and Honeoye area. He always had a quick wit and sense of humor that was appreciated by all. He was such a nice man. He will be sadly missed, but it is comforting knowing he is with your mother, I knew how devoted and caring he was during her long illness.
Sincerely,
Leslie “Tess Mather” Zuccaro and Henry Zuccaro
I always enjoyed seeing and talking with Joe on just about everything: politics, baseball, you name it. He always had a good word to say and a great sense of humor. Most important, he was a great teacher of honesty. In 1979, when Joe worked as a butcher at Treble’s Red and White, he had an eagle eye on everything and everyone in the store. One day, a friend of mine was with me and he decided that getting candy for a five fingered discount was a great way to go. I told him not to do it because “the store has eyes.” He didn’t believe me. I told him again to put the candy back but he refused. Right out of the blue, Joe walked right up to the kid and grabbed him and walked him to a phone so the kid could explain to his parents why he was in deep trouble. You can’t say the kid was not properly warned. That, in a nutshell, was the Joe Watson I came to know and respect. He will be missed.