Princess Johanna of Hesse and by Rhine (Prinzessin Johanna Marina Eleonore von Hessen und bei Rhein), (20 September 1936 – 14 June 1939), was the third child and only daughter of Georg Donatus, Hereditary Grand Duke of Hesse and Princess Cecilie of Greece and Denmark (sister of Philip, Duke of Edinburgh). She was orphaned at age fourteen months when her parents, two older brothers Ludwig and Prince Alexander and paternal grandmother Grand Duchess Eleonore were killed in an airplane crash on their way to a family wedding in London.
After the accident, her uncle Ludwig married his bride Margaret Geddes. The couple adopted Johanna, their orphaned niece, and planned to raise her as their own daughter, but she developed meningitis and died twenty months later at the age of two and a half. Her maternal grandmother, Princess Alice of Battenberg, said later that the unconscious Johanna so closely resembled her mother at the same age that it felt like losing her daughter Cecilie all over again. Following Johanna's death, she was buried with her parents and brothers at the Rosenhöhe. Her uncle Ludwig and aunt Margaret were not able to have children of their own.
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