Obituary of Joseph Mark Reno

SCOTIA Joseph “Joe” Mark Reno was welcomed with warm reception by his mother, Carol and fathers George and Joe into heaven on October 13, 2016. Joe was born in Rochester, New York on July 7, 1962 and spent his life enjoying different parts of his birth state especially its many camp grounds and fishing holes. From Webster to Lake George, there was nowhere he would not love to pitch a tent or drop a line. In addition to his wife, Dawn Reno, Joe is survived by his 5 daughter’s; Joye Schmidt, Shannon Stanley, Christina Chesbro, Ashley Reno and Kelly Reno. He is missed and loved by his 9 grandchildren; Khrystina, Gavin, Carlie, Nathan, Chloie, Coral, Elianna, Stephen, and Crew. His siblings Lorraine, Daniel, and Raymond, and several nieces and nephews are also among those closest to Joe and broken-hearted by the loss of their brother/uncle. Joe is remembered for sarcastic sense of humor, and contagious laugh. He was a man of compassion and respect which was evident to anyone who was given the opportunity to meet him. There was nothing off limits from his jokes. When he picked on you it was a special reminder of how much he love had in his heart. He loved to fish, hunt and prepare huge meals. At camp, shared by a long burning bonfire, he engaged in long conversations and life lessons. He loved being with his family. The more, the merrier according to him. He loved playing games like poker, UNO, Yahtzee and Tetris. Another family bonding project he would initiate included massive puzzles that he proudly framed in his home. Any opportunity he had to challenge those around him; physically, mentally, and psychologically he seized it. His competitive nature and analytical thinking has passed down through the generations. He was one of a kind and will be dearly missed. Individual Memories: Written by Ashley Reno: Dad, You taught me how to be strong, how to be cool, and to never have to rely on anybody else. I will forever remember you driving your Chevy SS with your hat on backwards looking like the coolest guy in town. Your baby face on the rare occasion you decided to shave. You bought me flowers for my first break up up and didn't leave my side until you knew that I was ok. I will forever remember our deep meaningful conversations. I'm so lucky to know how much you love me and I know that you knew how much I loved you too. I cherished our time together at Lake George, we would always leave a few days before everyone else so that we could have bonding time alone together. Because of you I know how to dress a deer, fillet a fish, and stack wood like it's my job. We shared peace on the water and among the trees and because of that you have shaped the woman that I have become. You will always be the most important man in my life. Love, Ashley Written by Kim Reno: Joe, You will always be part of my life you have helped create and influence 5 beautiful amazing women that I call my family. You will be thought of often with a smile and you will be missed. Kim Written by Kelly Reno: When a child loses a parent to hands of the lord the overwhelming amount of emotions one experiences is indescribable. I am 25 years old and I have lost my father to the lord. Upon receiving the news that my father had passed on the emotions took over. They began with pain and rotated between peace, sadness, anger, and joy. There is no way to prepare for the awful realization that I will not be sharing the next many years of my life with my dad. I have missed him as an active member in my life for many years, yet I always could call him to share a conversation. He knew what took place in my life and I knew what took place in his. I knew he was proud of me and I always maintained hope for him. As I look back now and think of my father the words that come to mind to describe his soul include respect and honesty. These characteristics are embedded in who I am. Throughout life I have remained safe and continually moved forward because I knew how to be honest and live a respectful life. I thank my father for that. There has not been a time when I couldn’t think back on what dad portrayed and taught me. These lessons helped me to persevere through trials and tribulations. Our long deep conversations always pointed to how to do the “right” (moral) thing. He was a genuine man whose love was unconditional. He always accepted me and motivated me to be who I am. Words cannot describe the love I have for my dad. I think the best memory I can reflect on today includes a visit I made when I was 20 years old. Dad and I laid together on his pullout sofa enjoying laughs and conversation. As I laid my head on his chest I could feel his heartbeat. I never wanted that moment to end because I became his little girl again and could feel love my dad had for me. He always called me “my Kelly” or “my baby” and in a world so big and scary, it was nice to be reminded that I was still his little girl. My daddy is my angel now. He will always be with me. I thank him for the memories we have. I miss him and love him. My daughter Elianna will know him from my memories. As I share his stories, and morals I will always hear his contagious laugh. I love you daddy.