Mrs Jean will be miss. My daughter Sofía loved her because she was a caring and amazing teacher. We were blessed to meet her. Our thoughts and prayers are with her family
Mrs. Jean made such a difference in my daughter's life. She was so kind and understanding when tutoring her. She made her comfortable and at ease. We missed having her at Mathnasium, and were deeply saddened to learn of her passing. Our prayers are with your family. God bless you. Schannon Phoenix
So very sorry about Jean. Did not know last year she would be gone now. We have had a lot of sadness but there are good memories. Praying for all of you...…….. Ann Dethloff Tillman, Lenwood's wife. God will get us through.
You all have my condolences. I taught with Jean at Truitt. She will be truly missed. She was a great teacher and friend. I dearly loved her creative problem solving and her creativeness. She was one of the true great teachers! Unfortunately, I can not make the funeral, as I will be out of town. You all are in my thoughts and prayers. She will be forever crocheting and sewing now. To her family, just a small poem to let you know what cancer can not do: Cancer is so limited... It can not cripple love It can not shatter hope It can not corrode faith It can not destroy peace It can not kill friendship It can not suppress memories It can not silence courage It can not invade the soul It can not conquer the spirit It can not steal eternal life... Jean never stopped loving, hoping, lost her faithfulness or peace. Your memories of her will always live in your heart and she will have eternal life. Her spirit can not be conquered and will live on in the many grandchildren. So very sorry for all of your loss, I know she left a huge whole in your hearts.
Jean was a dear friend of mine. We taught together at Truitt Middle School for almost ten years. She ran a tight ship in the classroom and was dedicated to expert teaching. She was my rock in the storm and I will miss her. My sincere condolences to her beloved family.
Jean made me feel like we knew each other a life time. I will miss her and I am praying for the family for peace knowing Jean is with her Father in heaven! Emma
Jean was the oldest of the ten siblings. The first born. The first grandchild. The one with 3 baby albums before she was 2 (this is written by the one with 5 baby photos. 5 – clearly the novelty had worn off). She turned 18 the year I was born. She graduated college in the 60s when women were confined to the professions of teaching, secretary, and nursing. She taught math and art. She made Easter baskets from scratch and cut-out cookies with marvelously detailed icing. As adults we talked often and about everything; she kept me awake on long drives. There was no subject off limits. She was funny and smart and loved me like an older sister does in an Alcott novel. She will be indescribably missed.
Jean was my mom. She was my best friend. I could talk to her about anything. She was always willing to help out whenever she could. I miss being able to call or text her about something my kids have fone or will be doing. She loved doing things with her family, especially if it involved her grandkids. I love you mamma. I miss you so much, but I know I will see you again one day. Love, your daughter.
Well, I can’t say that I knew her like the rest here; but I can say without a doubt she loved her family, friends and people in general! That was evident with selfless acts of kindness. Whether it was providing lunch for everybody during a move or an encouraging word to someone feeling down... I noticed it and I honor her Memory today!
Jean was my big sister. She and I both loved crafts and sewing. We enjoyed sharing new ideas during the years. Jean tried to teach me to spell as we grew up. On a trip when we were young all four of us girls had gone to the restroom. When we were about to leave the door would not open. I read out Yale on the door knob and asked what it spelled. Jean said it is Yale so I began yelling as loud as I could. She could hardly tell the story to our Dad who finally opened the door for laughing so hard. Rest well Big Sister. I love you and will miss you until we meet again. Nita
Mom loved all things crafting. Even basket weaving! Last year before Thanksgiving she broke out her weaving supplies and put together another basket for a friend. She loved making and gifting her hand-made items to others.
Baskets, afghans, embroidered stockings or shirts, crocheted hotpads. She was always making something to give away.