tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401616318759308789.post3787426286698265110..comments2014-07-28T18:39:20.893-07:00Comments on For the love of Jen: The Spongebob Devil BabyHeath694http://www.blogger.com/profile/09005057624532691699noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401616318759308789.post-40672647858538689942008-04-28T14:16:00.000-07:002008-04-28T14:16:00.000-07:00In high school Jen and I would make mix tapes for ...In high school Jen and I would make mix tapes for each other and then with the advent of computers it became mix cds. It's really no surprise that the same talented girl that could perfectly scrapbook an hour of your life into a whole picture album would also create mix cds with handmade covers and little laminated ringed binders containing personal dedications and descriptions to each song. (The most I did was doodle on the cd surface with black magic marker.) The last mix Jen made me was entitled "A Taste of Armegeddon" and carried a Star Trek theme. The outside and inside cover both featured photos of Jen's favorite trekkie, Captain James T. Kirk. (There are two others with similar themes...) My brother saw it sitting out on the stereo the other day and didn't even have to ask who it was from. Jen had an ear for lyrics - There were many songs I already knew that would show up on those cds, but somehow hearing them through her made the lyrics sound different, better and more relevant. She also had a knack for finding little known tunes before the rest of the world knew them.And of course she appreciated the classics; the themes from "Xanadu" and "Wonder Woman" were ongoing installments. If Jen took the time to make you a cd, then you were receiving a gift straight from her heart. Years ago when I had first moved to New York and was going through a really rough time I received a mix tape in the mail from Jen and it honestly turned my whole world around. I must have played that thing until it didn't play anymore. The message was one of "Don't give up" and "You're smarter than that...Do better." She didn't even know all that I was going through at the time, but somehow she sent all the right songs. <BR/>Thank you so much for that last post, Heather. Once again, you've really tapped into what we all loved in Jen. That was such a wonderful visit - we literally just sat at my kitchen table and talked and talked. It brought me such joy to watch her interact with my son too. Jen and Alrick would make tunnels and little cities for his toy trains and Jen would refer to him as "The Master Architect" and call him "brilliant". Alrick just ate it up! For my 30th dinner party my brother and Jen and I all forced my dinner guests to listen to story after story about our time working on the Weber High Warrior Newspaper. It was a wonderful, wonderful, (albeit, cold!) visit.JennieUtahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03262462731632044047noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401616318759308789.post-5017782781628691982008-04-23T23:26:00.000-07:002008-04-23T23:26:00.000-07:00I was very saddened upon hearing the news of Jenny...I was very saddened upon hearing the news of Jenny's passing. My thoughts and prayers go out to her family and friends. <BR/><BR/>I just needed to comment that this blog is a beautiful tribute to Jenny. Reading through the entries, I was very impressed by her courage, her faith, her love for her family, and her enduring sense of humor throughout it all. Jenny's unwavering testimony during this trial is inspiring to me and I'm sure it is to all that read this blog. Thank you for sharing it with us.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3401616318759308789.post-50895938314597181092008-04-21T15:11:00.000-07:002008-04-21T15:11:00.000-07:00Thanks once more for the updates. I have had an e...Thanks once more for the updates. I have had an especially challenging week, really long story, but reading this just puts things back into perspective. I actually saved all her emails myself because they inspired me at the time, but never take the time to go back and read them. These updates remind me to read and even though I always end up in tears, they remind me of what is important. Then all the things that I thought were SO hard this week seem so small. Thanks.Jen Vesperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16930962157830356051noreply@blogger.com