A quote by Keats “The poetry of Earth is ceasing never” that Jane had framed, hung on our wall for years. I think it indicated how she felt part of Earth, the life on it, and how she would continue in some form with it. Lydia and I miss her tremendously and cannot really express it in words. Jane’s wishes were to be cremated and her ashes spread in Utah where we had spent a lot of time. She often said how spiritually connected she felt to these areas.
If you would like to do something in her honor she said she would like people to donate to carcinoid cancer research and patient support. Here are two websites:
http://www.carcinoidawareness.org/
http://www.carcinoid.org/
