FC: Janice Lee Ross
1: Janice Lee Ross Born: May 7th 1951
2: "DEAREST DADIO OF DADIOS, BOY, AM I GETTING GENEROUS LATELY – I LENT ANDY A QUARTER BECAUSE HE WAS IN DIRE NEED OF IT. BUT ALAS, I HAVE A DIRE NEED, ONE WHICH COULD QUITE READILY BE REMEDIED IF THAT LAZY, GOOD FOR NOTHING KID WOULD PAY ME BACK – IMAGINE THAT, AFTER ALL I’VE DONE FOR HIM AND THIS IS HOW HE REPAYS ME. ANYHOW, DEAREST DADIO OF DADIOS, MY DIRE NEED HAPPENS TO BE THE VERY QUARTER I SO HEARTFULLY GAVE TO ANDY. YOU SEE, THIS FRIDAY THERE IS A FOOTBALL GAME AND TICKETS COST 25 CENTS. IF I DID NOT BUY ONE, I WOULD HAVE TO SIT BY MYSELF IN SCHOOL FOR THE REST OF THE DAY. YOU WOULDN’T WANT TO SEE ME WASTE AWAY MY YOUTH WHILE OTHERS WERE REALLY LIVING WOULD YOU? A MERE 25 CENTS CAN KEEP ME FROM HAVING A FULL LIFE. WON’T YOU PLEASE DONATE TO THIS WORTHY CAUSE TO A POOR, MISTREATED, WONDERFUL CHILD?" “JARD IS THE FIRST” | "DEAREST DADIO OF DADIOS, ...SEEING THAT SOON YOUR OTHER DAUGHTER WILL BE TAKEN FROM YOU AND BOUND IN THE BONDS OF HOLY MATROMY? FOR THE SAKE OF YOUR OWN HAPPINESS AND GOOD STATE OF MIND, I BESEECH YOU$1.00 AND PLACE IT IN MY TRUSTING HANDS! YOU WILL BE A MUCH WISER AND HAPPIER MAN IN THE KNOWLEDGE THAT YOUR OWN CHILD IS GETTING THE MOST OUT OF LIFE BECAUSE OF HER GENEROUS DAD. WHAT A BETTER MAN YOU’LL BE AND AS THEY SAY “NO MAN STANDS AS TALL AS WHEN HE STOOPS TO HELP A PENNILESS GIRL”. PLEASE PLACE YOUR DONATION ($1.00 OR MORE + 25 CENTS TAX) IN THE SPACE PROVIDED. THANKS FOR YOUR SUPPORT, YOUR OWN NEEDY CHILD, JARD." | Letters to Grandpa
3: "DEAREST DADIO OF DADIOS, I’M IN TROUBLE – I MEAN BAD TROUBLE! FIRST OF ALL, LET ME EXPLAINT HE ABOVE EJACULATION. I NEVER WAS ONE FOR MONEY. YOU KNOW THAT THROUGH EXPLICIT EXPERIENCE. YOU SEE, IT ALL BEGAN IN SEPTEMBER, WHEN I HEARD ABOUT THE BLUE AND GOLD (EYCI YEARBOOK). IN A VALIANT ATTEMPT TO UPHOLD SCHOOL SPIRIT, I PAID A ONE DOLLAR DOWNPAYMENT (THE TOTAL IS $2.50 – ONE DOLLAR PAYABLE BEFORE CHRISTMAS – THE REMAINDER BEFORE EASTER, WHICH YOU KNOW HAS COME UPON US RAPIDLY THIS YEAR). YES SIRE, IT CERTAINLY IS A SHORT LIFE, ISN’T IT AND IT’S ALWAYS NICE TO GET LOVED ONES OUT OF RUTS, ISN’T IT? ANYWAYS, IT SO HAPPENS THAT UNDER THE TREMENDOUS STRAIN OF PAST EXAMINATIONS, THE PAYMENT OF THE REMAINING $1.50 HAS ENTIRELY SLIPPED MY MIND UNTIL NOW, AT WHICH UNTIMELY TIME I HAVEN’T A CENT TO MY NAME (EXCEPT FOR A QUARTER). WITH YOUR GREAT POWER OF UNDERSTANDING (THIS IS NOT FLATTERY, BELIEVE ME!) SURELY YOU REALIZE THAT IN MY PRESENT FRENZIED STATE OF MIND, YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE THAT I CAN TURN TO AND COULD YOU KINDLY TAKE THAT INTO CONSIDERATION WHEN YOU THINK OVER MY GREAT PROBLEM. I TRIED TO EARN YOUR HELP TONIGHT. WHEN YOU READ THIS, PLEASE PUT YES OR NO IN THE SPACE PROVIDED. YOUR BEREAVED KID, JARDO P.S. THIS $1.50 MUST BE PAID BY TOMORROW. IN MY PAST, FUNDS HAVE BEEN SENT TO THE CHINESE, INDIANS, ETC. CAN’T YOU PLEASE HELP ME? P.P.S. LEAVE ANYTHING YOU FEEL WILL HELP IN THE BOWL ON THE DINETTE CABINET. YES ______ NO ______"
7: Janice: I am privileged to be married to such a beautiful, intelligent and wonderful woman. I so honor you and respect you as a person. You truly are the "love of my life". We have grown in love for each other as the years have passed. We have shared an amazing journey together and I am so glad we are on this journey together.The journey is not over, by any means, and I can't wait to see where He takes us and what He has us do together next. We have parented four of the most wonderful children and now enjoy being grandparents to three incredible grandchildren. Just living life, spending time together, laughing together, through good times and tough times, I wouldn't have missed any of it, just as long as you are at my side. So, as your husband, I honor you on your special day, indeed a milestone in your life. I bless you with many more years filled with health, happiness, fruitfulness and joy. Ian xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
8: To mum: Ah, I'm not quite sure how you've made it (so far) through this parenting ordeal, Mum, but amazingly you seem somehow more young and vital than ever! If you were paid $50 for every hour of sacrifice for your family, you'd be a very rich Mummy! Even just the "chauffeur" aspect of your career, driving me and the siblings to Woodbine, to Upper Canada, to Aquarium Services, to Radio Shack, to Stedmans in Bolton, to and from school, to hockey games with the skates I'd forgotten at home, to friends' houses in neighbouring towns, to skiing days, was epic! And that's just one small aspect of your career as a mother! I'm still dumbfounded when I think back about all the ways and times you gave of yourself to your family. Parenting my own children sure puts some of my early memories in perspective. One time in primary school I was walking home from Ionview when my friends Richard and Kanwaljot decided to make a detour (in the opposite direction) to the variety store to get some candy! It seemed like a perfectly sensible idea at the time! When I finally arrived home, having walked to Eglinton & Kennedy and back on my own, you were just getting into the car about to start looking for me. Recalling how strange your reaction seemed at the time makes me laugh whenever I read the same innocent astonishment in Adam's face about some reaction of mine to something he'd done. | Dave
9: My occasional battles of will with the children also remind me of my own childhood. At times my stubbornness could lead to results you probably did not expect, like the time I called your bluff and got an afternoon off school because I refused to wear my blue snowsuit. (I successfully forged a "sick" note the next day -- I believe this was in grade 1 -- but I think Mrs. Mills just didn't feel like explaining to a 6-yr-old what a signature was actually for after I signed your name in pencil right in front of her.) I'm also keenly aware that the most baffling moments for a parent are likely still ahead of me, like the time the principal of KCSS called to tell you about how I had been "hacking the computers" and would be suspended from the class if not the entire school. What does a parent think or do in these situations? -- I can't imagine. But we got through it in one piece, more or less, and here I am "fully trained" and embarking on a parental career of my own. Mum, you decided almost 40 years ago to take up the challenge of being a mother. As a parent, I don't use the word "challenge" lightly. There are fewer vocations on earth that require more commitment, more time and energy and countless other things. And Mum, you are a brilliant mother. You've given us everything we need, but more importantly you fill us with LOVE. In good times and bad there is nothing more important to me, to my identity and basic confidence as a person, to know that I am loved by my Mum and Dad. It is this invaluable gift that I want to pass on to my own children, thanks to you Mum! "Refresh my bowels in the Lord." (Philemon 1:20, KJV) Love, Dave
10: Laurie I love hearing stories about mom when she was a kid. About how she was this loveable brat who stole her dad's birthday present, threw garbage into other people's backyards, called her mother a "bum" which is now my term of endearment for her, was a member of the literally closeted "putty club", and composed many a heart wrenching letter to her father in an attempt to emotionally extort money from him. (wink) No one will believe me, and I can't remember if dad was witness to this or not, but the three of us, mom, dad, and myself were visiting grandma at her current home and mom had made some remark to her mom at which point grandma proceeded to call mom a "smartass" I wish I'd had a voice recorder because this was one of those moments never to be forgotten!!! And yes it REALLY DID HAPPEN! Laur.
11: My nicknames for mom: Bum Bumble Bumblebee Bumblebeetuna Beumzebub (rarely used) Marmee Marmalade (All of which are terms of endearment) What Mom means to me: I love your sense of humor and that you're able to laugh at yourself. You're a great sport when it comes to being teased though you do your own fair share of teasing! You're such a wonderful mother and "GG" and I find that whenever I'm around you, wherever we may be, I feel a sense of home. I think that's one of your most remarkable traits, mom! I don't know what we'd do without you! Thank you, mom, for all you've given me! I've always felt loved, accepted, and valued by you. You've always shown great pride in your kids and grandkids. Thank you for all the times you've been there for me to listen, encourage, impart wisdom, even for the times when you've had to point me in another direction or to another source. You've had to put up with a lot over the years! I don't know how you managed to raise 4 children but I guess you sometimes wonder how your mom managed to raise 5! I love you sooooooooooooooooooooo much, Bumble!!!!! Happy 60th, mom! We celebrate you! Laur.
13: I think what epitomizes mom’s personality is her sense of fun and adventure, as expressed through her creatively designed treasure hunts. On birthdays she’d watch as we’d tear around the house following her carefully crafted clues. We’d find some loot, only to excitingly discover that the trail went on and on with more to be found. When in trouble one always hoped for mom to be the punisher. Ever the soft-heart, you could shed a few quick preemptive tears before she raised a hand, and count on her to merely lay down a few customary pats and you’d be free as a bird. Unfortunately, Dad would make up for lost spanks ;) Mom, you’re my place of refuge, my place of encouragement and my place of peace. You’ve imparted to us all the value of family and time, of spending all those precious minutes together. Your creativity and faithfulness has taught me a lot about how little acts can make a huge impact on others. Mom, thank you for listening. Thank you for helping me in school when I was weak. Thanks for the laughter. Thank you for making us each feel so special, a family of favourites! With all my being, I love you mom, Kristen xoxo | "Jed, Bracken, Dave, Adam..doh...Hey you!" | Kristen
15: Suzanne Growing up, mom always had a way of making ordinary things special with her creativity and sense of humour. I remember when Nicole and I would go home for lunch and mom would make "faces", which usually consisted of a slice of bologna and various veggies to make up facial features, hair and ears. Mom really knew how to celebrate special occasions. Each year on my birthday I would wake up full of anticipation because even though I knew it would be waiting for me, it always came as a thrill to see her home-made "Happy Birthday Suzanne" sign. I loved snuggling up in mom's lap and having her read to me from The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe as a kid. She instilled a love of reading in me that I'm so grateful for. | Mom, I value you as a mother and more particularly, a woman to look up to. I hope I can be to Maya what you have been and continue to be to me. You are patient and comforting and most of all, extremely loving. When I'm with you I feel like I'm in a place of softness, warmth and peace and I know I can rely on you for encouragement and acceptance. I feel like Maya is the luckiest baby in the world to have you as her grandmother and I feel how deeply you enrich her life, as you do for all your children and grandchildren. I love you so much, mom.
17: Janice Ross The world without Janice Ross would be a darker, sadder, much less humorous place indeed! Janice, you are a funny, insightful, reflective person who is not afraid to ask hard questions or challenge the whole damn status quo, if need be. Who could imagine a scrabble night without the often interspersed “Hokey Doodle”, a less than ladylike bout of wind or an inconvenient spilling of cheap red wine. Of course, I let you win on those rare occasions when you get a “1000” point word – far be it from me to ever accuse you of cheating! While not exactly a “lick arse” kind of person, I simply cannot imagine you sitting on a Sunday pew, donning the doily of male submission. Not you, the contemplative thinker, who likes to take accepted truths and look at them from a totally new perspective. Janice, you are a gifted artist. You love the small details that may seem insignificant to someone else, but to you are the fabric of life. The world comes alive as you paint a picture, richer than most of us can see. If on the other hand I ever catch you reading an appliance manual, I know that the “real” Janice Ross has been “raptured” and we are left with a poor imitation! You are a speculative person who likes to take truths and let them percolate inside of you until they make sense. Consequently, you bring a clarity to people which helps them to better understand themselves. Thank you for taking the time to listen to me and help me understand who I am as a mother, wife and friend. My life is richer because of you! Love, Sharon | Sharon
18: Almost from the moment I met Janice, I knew I had to be on my toes in the BS department. I have had to constantly stay sharp at it and hone my skills. I never expected to have a mother in law who would try to blatantly cheat at board games and delight in tricking me. I would not have it any other way. Luckily she has a great sense of humor to take anything that comes her way in stride. Janice, I couldn’t have hand picked a better mother in law. Seeing you with Maya and the numerous checks while she is sleeping is a testament to how much you care for your kids and grandkids. It’s no wonder you have such wonderful children (except your youngest, she is a real piece of work) that I can call brother and sister. I am happy to call you mom. Arun | Arun
20: The first time I met Janice she was on her best behaviour. I think she was trying to hide her true self so that I wouldn’t get scared and leave Kristen. All I remember was a caring mother who gave great hugs and had just illustrated her first book. The next few meetings were shocking to say the least. I was on the bad end of many wet willies, ate endless amounts of chips, and the bathroom humour was relentless. At least I had Arun and Sharon around to help me navigate the BS and to reassure me that everything was going to be alright. Eventually I realized the best way to subdue Janice was through head rubs and back rubs. Now, when she is getting especially out of control, I just give her a head rub and that usually buys us a few minutes of peace and civility. Janice, thank you for the warm welcome into your family. I feel the love every time we are together. You are an amazing mother. Your relationships with your children are a testament to that. Oh, and thank you for giving Kristen your good looks. Love always, Kathryn P.S. Move to Nova Scotia.
21: Nova Scotia | Kathryn
31: Closer to The Truth
32: My Memories of Janice Jan...‘Louie’...‘Mud’...Where to begin? Maybe the beginning. 51 Years ago...RH McGregor School...Mrs McNeil’s class...you became part of my life. Two little girls; both shy, both smart (of course), both with a unique sense of humour, one dark-haired, one red-haired. How did we first meet? I don’t even remember. I just know that from that time on, you became an integral part of the fabric of my life and who I was. You became my best friend, my third sister. In fact, I couldn’t understand why your parents wouldn’t let my parents adopt you. Life was sweeter, funnier, just better in every way because you were there. We grew up together, figured out life together, and made life a fantastic place to be – together. You made those growing-up years easier for me than what they seemed to have been for most people. Ordinary things became special, like walking to and from school every day sharing our secret code of whispering to each other so we could actually give each other a good-bye kiss on the cheek. External elements of us were different, but our inner souls seem to have always been timelessly connected. You liked to be on time, and I was usually almost late. I was athletic, and you soon became so as you ran with me to school every day to avoid being late! Climbing trees at the farm, bicycling 23 miles to Sandy Beach to go swimming a few times a week, or doing a quick 5 mile jaunt to Seabright for our candy run, wasn’t bad for developing our svelte muscles. We were so alike in our minds. We never judged each other. Our imaginations were vivid. Every recess in the winter we would run out onto mountains of snow piled high all over the playground, twirling in circles, as we were caught in whirlpools, or blown through the valleys by hurricane-force winds, or clinging to edges of cliffs, shouting for help from each other, as we played our Indiana Jones-type adventures. In the summer we found ourselves lost in the jungle with crocodiles ready to grab our legs, or on a desert island looking for escape. We never grew tired of the game. It was our special world, and every day, every recess, the adventures continued...it seems for years. | Friends
33: People began seeing us as a ‘twosome’. I remember going to school one day in grade five and as I walked alone into the classroom Mr. Glover asked, “Where is Janice?” He always expected where one was the other was close behind. As it happened you were sick. I told him that. He laughed (not at you being sick), and said that we were like, “peas in a pod.” I hadn’t heard that expression before and mulled it over all day (so much for my intelligence), thinking that he had insulted us...are we green? Are we round? Or did somebody “pee” in a pod? It wasn’t until I got home that night and mum explained what that saying meant, that Mr. Glover regained his status as my, and your, first major crush. Truly, having you as a friend, as an extension of who I was, made all those growing up years phenomenal. It was great having someone else who also wanted to get perfect in everything. I never knew what a ‘nerd’ was until I saw movies about them years later. We weren’t nerds were we? No, I don’t think so. We had too much fun. I’ve always thought of us like the two girls in “The Trouble with Angels.” Of course, I was Hailey Mills (because of the hair colour), and you were the dark-haired best friend. Like them, we were both good kids individually, but together we could create a lot of mischief, | -like touching “Debbie’s” and “Tom’s” shoulders with our viola bows in music class (with Mr. Barrow), so they would each look at each other expectantly, and neither would know why, - like placing pointy pine branches in strategic places in the outhouse, - like doing our fireman’s charade for Wanda, - like riding shotgun on motorbikes to buy much needed toilet paper, - like running for cover screaming, after seeing balls of light move from one branch to another in the darkness, as we waved goodbye to my parents on our first week alone (with Cheryl as well) at the farm, and... - like flinging ‘someone’s’ underwear in the apple trees before the owners knew what was happening. The list is endless...empty chocolate bar wrappers in change-houses? It was years before I could eat a Mr Big again.
34: Well we’ve both grown up (I think), years-wise anyway. You found your love, Ian, a wonderful man who seems to have your same sense of humour. You have beautiful children, and now even grandchildren! I found my love and have a beautiful daughter. It is hard to believe that we are those same two freckle-faced little kids that started our friendship 51 years ago, with all of our lives just blank pages on a book before us...and now, we have filled so many pages, so many questions have been answered and so many choices have been made. There are still many more pages yet to fill...and many more adventures yet to have. May the pages yet-to-come be innumerable, your adventures be exciting, and your happiness be endless. I thank you my friend, for your part in my life. Even though we often go too long between visits, or phone calls, my love for you is strong as it was in those first childhood years. Happy birthday to a wonderful human being, to my wonderful friend! While I was writing this letter to you a song came on the radio that I thought was so perfect... “Young at Heart,” by Frank Sinatra. “Fairy-tales come true, They can happen to you, If you’re young at heart. And, if you survive, to 105 Here is the best part, You’ll have a head-start, If you are among the very Young at Heart!” Jan, you definitely have always been young at heart. Even when we were kids, we both truly enjoyed being kids and we weren’t in any hurry to grow up. If the song is true, then I expect to see you and celebrate our birthdays for about 45 more years!!! Lots of love, Your Forever Friend, Susan (alias Joey) P.S. Freddy (Beamer) said to say Hi, and asked how ‘Mary’ was.
35: Janice, you are one of the most precious people we know, and we love you to bits! Since first meeting you, we have just loved hanging out with you, and when we think of you, so many lovely thoughts and memories come to mind of happy times we have shared together, with deep conversations, as well as silly conversations and lots of laughs. We regard you as part of the family, don’t we, Lady Ross?! We value your wisdom and insight, and the input you have made is unquantifiable. We value your gifts, and the way God works through you. We admire your courage and integrity and openness. Thank you. Your friendship means so much. We so look forward to having you here with us in France again – without your encouragement we would never have gone after the dream. We hope you will continue to visit, and help us birth what God wants to do in this place – we need your spiritual midwifery skills! Blessings and so much love, Ian, Mary, Camilla and Natasha | Janice has been a very good friend of mine for almost 20 years. When we moved to Ontario, she was one of the first people who became a friend. I don’t know what I would have done without her. I was new to the province and I was so lonely. We would get together ( usually with our spouses) and just talk, laugh and have a great time. When we both moved to the Okanagan, we spent lots of time together going to wineries and pretending we were connoisseurs of good wine We ate lots of meals together as couples, and we loved to laugh, watch TV , and got to good movies. I still phone Janice a lot just to see how she is doing. I definitely would say she is one of my best friends. I love you Janice. Your friend, Sue West
36: Early Memories: Janice and I shared a bedroom in the basement of 68 Inwood Ave. I was usually the neat freak and Janice was relatively tidy, as long as you didn't look under her bed! We had a cupboard built under the back stairs where our clothes hung. Janice invited me to join her "putty club" in behind the clothes and I thought we would be making crafts. The air was not very fresh in there!! Recent Years: God gave me one sister and I have been blessed with a wonderful one! Janice has continually had a good sense of humor. Being an upbeat kind of person, you can count on a good serious conversation anytime. Her family are her pride & joy and always come first. Ian & Janice have always been best of friends and provided the framework for a harmonious family dynamic. Janice is creative. Her peaceful nature is evident in her artwork. The beautiful sketches reveal the patient, kind soul that she is. Happy 60th and may you have many more healthy inspiring years ahead. God bless you and keep you always, Love, Donna | Hi Janice What thought or memory could sum up who we know you to be? Ah, yes, I remember walking around Winston Churchill's historical home at Chartwell in Kent with Ian when Ian receives this SMS from his loving wife Janice - 'Did you fart-well at Chartwell?'!! What more could be said? Love and every blessing to you, Nev & Lesley | To Janice Ross on her B-day! We love you Janice and really miss being able to hang out with u guys. You are truly full of something, oh yeah the Holy Spirit. :) Looking forward to the next time we get to drink wine and laugh together. Happy birthday Janice. :) Brian West
37: Far and away my favorite memories include road trips with Janice. Whenever the GAS AHEAD sign would present itself, guffawing and teasing would commence along with the appropriate sensory experience provided by Janice. Janice is a keen observer of people and social systems. In my life, if I'm wondering if I'm smelling something rotten, I'll turn to Janice and she'll have sense it before me. I KNOW it sounds like the two sentences are related, and they probably are. But seriously, I trust Janice to be completely real while at the same loving me when I'm real. You are a joy to me Janice. When we step into each other's lives, it's as if we've never left. Wow! Do I ever appreciate that. Squishes and Hugs, Darlene Unrau | Happy Birthday Janice--welcome to this decade. We left it a while back but we can say enjoy it all. Enjoy your wonderful husband and children and of course your grandchildren. You will have lots of fun. We look back a long way to Bayview Glen. You were some of the few, like us, that welcomed the Holy Spirit. Look where He has taken you, around the world and home again. We see such evidence of the Father's love in you, your kind and gentle spirit is a delight to have around. In your life is the evidence of His love which goes from you to others. Thanks for being a part of our small group and we find it so interesting how our paths connect after so many years. We are still amazed at the gift of drawing that is within you. May you continue to find delight in using that gift, we pray it will bless others as well as bringing enjoyment to yourself. We love you and appreciate you Eric and Nancy
38: Joyeux Anniversaire and Happy 60th, Janice! Dearest Janice, my forever friend. Joyeux Anniversaire and Happy Birthday from your far-away friend in France! Welcome to the 60’s!! And unfortunately that no longer means the 1960’s for either of us!! No, not the famous 60’s that are so special to me because of you. You were such an essential and precious part of my very existence during those teen years. The 60’s --that is when, together, and as crazy teens and the “bestest” of friends, Donna and ‘Janny’ spent countless hours together. Forever together, just being silly, or seriously sharing our dreams, content to be able to confide in each other, or just as content just to be together and not have to say anything (although come to think of it, I don’t think THAT happened very often!) Forever together at Greenwood. Sitting together, enjoying Young People’s, and even getting baptised together, on the same day, Remember how nervous and silly we both were as we sat together to support one another during the service that preceded our first big public commitment, and the most important one! Always finding excuses to come to one another’s house, or not needing any excuse in the first place! That was the first sign that our friendship was destined to be more than that. Indeed our families were destined to also become equally family for the other. Your parents became second Mom and Dad to me, and your grandparents I gladly adopted as the grandparents I never had! I know that it is the same for you. You officially knew you were part of the Turner family when you asked Mom if you could inherit her copper coloured Jelly Moulds! Of course, you became officially my ‘sister’ too, when David and Holly married, and I thank them eternally for getting together! For that is when we met and began an almost lifelong friendship that is like none other for me.
39: You know those relationships that just seem to never change despite time and distance? Well Janice, you are to me that special friend with whom I have been able to count on, and experience, that special bond throughout all these years. And that despite the totally different paths and callings that the Lord has led and guided us to walk through separately -- yet you are never far from my heart, my thoughts and especially my prayers for you! How special it is, ,Janice, to have you as that kind sister and friend where we can get together after AGES of not seeing each other, and to feel that things just take off as if we had been together last week!! Most of all, you are the same precious person -- funny, gifted, loving and caring toward me as you have always been. Especially precious to me is the fact that I can see how the Lord has truly made you into a wonderful woman of God, with your loving heart and knowledge of Our Father. So, “I give thanks to God upon every remembrance of you“ for all of these things about you Janice, and much much more, as you approach another change of decade. You don’t feel 60? Well that is just another thing that we share in common! Don’t worry about being older-- you’ll always have me going there Ten and a half months before you! Just as the 60’s were great memories, I know that you reaching your 60’s will be a special decade for you, because you are still the same special gal, only better with age! Today is such a special moment as I sit down to write this wee note to you. I am so glad to be able to take this occasion to let you know how special you are -- and always have been to me :) I do so wish that I could be with you in person today, but you can know for sure that I am with you in my heart and in my prayers for you on this your special day. Have a truly wonderful day, Janice, as you remember all of God’s wonderful blessings and workings in your life. Along with the rest of us, I believe He is celebrating.... YOU! Continue, my special friend, to be the woman He takes pleasure in as you enter your 60’s and seek to live for HIM each day. Every warm wish and heartfelt prayers for you Janice for this exciting new milestone in your life. Again Joyeux Anniversaire, and Happy 60th! Love and ((( HUGS ))) as always, from your forever friend, Donna Turner