Jane McNabb

I was Jane's next-door neighbor for years at Champney Place on Beacon Hill. Her cats, Tuff and Cyrus, travelled freely between our homes. I fondly remember Jane as the neighborhood organizer, decorating our tiny street for holidays and ever at the ready with an unbelieveable array of tools and utensiles; she was the consumate shopper, pedaling her vintage Raleigh three-speed from Chinatown to the North End to buy the perfect piece of ginger root or a fresh lemon. I will always miss and...