Images, a song, and a scar

Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing stretching every nerve
Had to listen had no choice
I did not believe the information
I just had to trust imagination

-- Peter Gabriel

Hello, OtherEnders.

I was cleaning up a couple of old computers lying around my house. A couple of them were Jeanne's machines, from various times -- an old Mac she used to play games and a Windows machine she used for work and other miscellaneous stuff.

I found a few pictures of her. Since I don't have very many, I'm pretty happy to have a few more. But I'm also pretty sad.

Thought you might like to see them...


It's clearly impossible to take a good picture of yourself. I look awful -- what is that stupid facial hair thing? She's smiling her fake smile -- probably saying "oh shut up and smile" to me -- and she's wearing my sunglasses. I don't recognize where this photo was taken... I wonder what we were doing.



Jeanne loved to laugh. You can see that in this picture, of her with two of her team members at Schwab -- she's laughing almost hysterically. That's the JR I try to remember.

Don't be fooled by the radio,
the TV, or the magazines.
They show you photographs
of how your life should be.
They're just someone else's
fantasy.
--Styx