Janine Plassard

I worked with Janine for each of my four years at Nipomo High School, first in her English class then in newspaper. She was an inspiring teacher and an encouraging mentor. We kept up a friendship after I graduated, meeting a few times to catch up over coffee or breakfast. It was always a delight to see her. Thank you, Mrs. P.

Caustic wit and did not suffer fools, so very true. When she told me I was an iconoclast she gave me the finest of compliments. I will miss her dearly and I wish that, just once I could sit down with her and talk. Goodbye dear girl.

I am so grateful to have been your friend, Janine. Love you always and forever.

What a beautifully written tribute to our Janine. You truly were one of a kind. I think of you often, especially when writing, questioning my grammar, or using an ellipsis. I will miss your quick wit and our too infrequent lunch conversations. Farewell, my friend.

A stronger woman, I have never met. Rest In Peace, my friend.

And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make. Beatles
J-nine spread the love of life, intellect, and quest for truth in everyone lucky enough to know her. That gift shines on in all those she touched. Peace and grace....