Jane Furse Friedman

Janie, I was thinking of you today! I had been cleaning out old emails and came across a gratitude list I sent you early in the pandemic and you sent one back. I miss hearing your Texas twang and hearing your stories and the pride you took in your daughters. Love you and am blessed by your memory.

JanieJane, I dreamt about you last night. I dreamt you did this amazing piece of theatre, and I was blown away. The person who told me about you in the dream was my friend Angel who passed away several years ago. I wondered why you popped up out of nowhere in this dream. I knew I needed to google you up, since your FB wall has been dormant. Now I know. Thank you for being there with me to take Zackie to cat heaven. Thank you for the amazing laughs. You were/are/always will be one class act....

I did not know this woman, however after reading her obit , I think anyone with a knowledge of the media would be impressed. To become a reporter for any publication is a dream for anyone who was a journalism or English major. To become one in a major market as New York, is doubly admirable, and someone you may not encounter in a lifetime. And to have kids, a family, to travel, etc., this was a full life.