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Judy Ann Jones

Bonner Springs, Kansas

Age 58

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Judy Ann JonesJudy Ann Jones, 58, gave the world one last day of wit and sarcasm on Easter Sunday and passed away that evening, April 5, 2015. Born in San Diego, CA, Judy was raised in Wichita, KS, and attended Wichita West High School. She was very active in athletics, lettering numerous times....

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I am so very sorry to hear of Judy's passing. She was an amazing woman who touched so many lives. I know she will be greatly missed by you Nick and all those who loved her and cheered her on during the tough times.

At the eGullet KC event that she hosted.

I am so, so sorry. Judy was a class act all the way, smart as a whip, and funny as hell. I hope she and Chef John and Chef Omar are cooking up some amazing meals up there!

Sad she is gone. Will miss her and am so sorry for your loss.

Judy and I used to push the boundaries of humor in German class at West, but one of my favorite memories of her was when we were at KU, she and I ran into each other in an overnight ticket line outside Allen Fieldhouse getting tickets for visiting family and friends. It was BITTER cold, and there was this sleeping bag that another friend of mine and I kept swapping through the night. In the morning when they let us in, Judy comes over and starts rolling up the bag. I said, That's yours? ...

I am so sorry to learn of Judy's passing. I will miss her. I visited with her at bJH rehab and always admired her spirit and humor.

Please accept my condolences for your loss. During times of grief, please allow God to comfort you and your family for he truly understands what you are going through.(Psalms 72:12-14)

What a perfect obituary for a one-of-a-kind gal!! Judy's witty comments will be greatly missed - she always told it like it was!! Miss you already fellow Pioneer & Jayhawk!!

A brilliant lady. The world has lost a great wit, a true artist.

The first time I met Judy Jones was on a beautiful sunny evening out on her deck overlooking the lake. Nick and I had been playing golf and he sprung me on Judy much like the child bringing home an abandoned puppy. We noshed and consumed cocktails and soon discovered we shared several passions; predominately cooking, dining, and gardening. Her acerbic comebacks kept me on my toes and our bantering continued while the cocktails flowed. At some point in the conversation I uttered some...