Jane Bendetson

I was cleaning out my basement today and stumbled on a recommendation that Jane wrote for me after I took her Adult Transition Seminar at NYU in 1991. I remembered that her class was inspiring and challenging. I remembered her love of teaching and of the written word. I worked harder in her class than in any other before or since. I've kept the recommendation all these years because its content made me consider myself and my abilities as a writer and an academic in wholly new ways. Her...

Jane was my high school english teacher - and someone who has always remained etched in my brain. In high school, along with several class mates we helped her clear our her mother's apartment in Brooklyn and taking the things to the Upper West Side - I remember speaking with Jane after reading her piece in the NYTimes about caregivers - back in 1991.

every time I walk along West End Ave - I think of her.

I am a better person and writer because of her -

She...

eric, adam , lisa, To me and so many others Jane was heaven sent, She conforted and attened Betty and then Clara , and then Stanley . She raised Eric imprinted upon Adam . Everyone she met was the better for it . So long as there are little girls and boys in red and Black nutcracker velvet dresses and tuxedos at the lincoln center fountain she will never be forgotten . They will all have a rose for Miss Jane . She will always be the great swan in central park and sea bird...

Eric, I am sorry for the loss of your Mom. May she rest in peace and hope that you have many happy memories to hold onto.
My love to you and your family.

Trudy Little

Jane was a friend of my family. I will never forget her encouraging me to write when I was in my early twenties. She taught me so much more about grammar and content than I had learned in college. I still hear her in my mind to this day when I notice that I have split an infinitive, or performed some other grammatical catastrophe. She also made a valiant attempt at making me learn to love cooking. I remember her teaching me (long before the organic food craze) that farm-fresh eggs taste so...

Jane Bendetson was a member of my book group and she always impressed me with the depth of her knowledge. Her insights into a book were remarkable and I looked forward to hearing her thoughts -- and eating her delicious gravlox! She will be missed!