Oh, Terry, I am so sorry about Jane. Sometimes when someone is distant and passes, the pain is worse because of the distant part. Because we wonder if we would have ever become close again in the future.

When I attended my 20th high school reunion, after living far away during those 20 years, I walked through the event hall to see a memorial to our deceased classmates. I hadn't known about any of those deaths. I felt like I was sucker-punched. Hadn't expected to discover that my classmates were dying off after only 20 years.

Well, this story is a wonderful tribute to Jane and your friendship. Well done.