  
        Jeanne getting her garden ready at her house on Gormley Avenue. Photo by Al Unda,  late 1970s. 
          
        Tributes to Jeanne     
          
        I was planning to visit                  her in December.... I                  am a forester who graduated from Universidad de Chile in                  Santiago. For about five years I lived at her house on                  Gormley Avenue, near the Upper Canada College, while I was                  working and doing my Masters in Environmental Studies at                  York. We had an excellent relationship, she was like my                  older sister. We had long conversations fixing world                  problems, she would take me to help with the community                  gardens in the old train tracks nearby, I would help                  with her winemaking in her basement (her plum                  wine was first class!). She was always on the go but                  she would have the time to hear any important matter you                  needed to tell. She would ask me, “What is your new                  project Al?” while she was preparing her next spring                  flower seedlings under the light bulbs in her basement – her gardens were so beautiful. So much I can say, I                  really miss her very much and I will never forget her.
        – Al (Alfredo) Unda
          
        
          
            
                
                Jeanne and twins preparing fruit for making a beverage. 
                
                    
                Jeanne's garden 
                 Photos by Al Unda,  late 1970s 
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        Although she is so easily admired for her        leadership on        social justice issues, it’s an entirely different side of Jeanne        that I will        miss the most: her companionship. She understood the simple but        powerful        purpose of accompaniment and, through her constant presence, gave        meaning to        the opening and closing words of the New Creed: we are not alone.  
        
        Whatever the        topic, with Jeanne I knew I was in the company of a careful        listener who offered        her observations and thoughts with great care. There were times,        over wine or        whiskey, when she served as the non-judgemental sounding board for        life’s ups        and downs. As skilled as she was as a leader, a planner and a        doer, she was        equally talented at sitting still, being in the moment, and        allowing silence to        punctuate words of reflection. And in those moments, those gaps        between the        words and the sips, were some much-needed answers. Thanks, Jeanne        … probably        not said often enough.
        – Mo Srivastava
          
       
I first met Jeanne at Trinity St. Paul's United Church Centre for Faith   Justice and the Arts. She was the Chair of the Housing Action Group (HOT   Group). We were tasked with exploring ways our community of Faith could   support housing options and other supports   for people experiencing homelessness. This was a passion of Jeanne's and   she had a wealth of experience from which to lead us. Jeanne was a   phenomenal Chair. She listened, she facilitated, she coordinated, she   delegated with trust and faith, she supported,   she was fun and she LED.
        As a refugee from toxic religion Jeanne was critical   in my reintroduction to Christianity and a community of believers. She   did a great job of showing me how a faithful Christian community can   live out justice with action and compassion and without cruelty of   dogma. 
         Being with Jeanne was like a long draught of cool water from a mountain   spring. And like that spring her incessant insistence on forward movement   cut through mountainous obstacles. And again, like that stream her   seemingly innocuous, harmless and even helpful presence shaped the   landscape of our community here in Toronto and at TSP in the most   refreshing and invigorating manner.  
        
         I adored her, respected her, learned from her and I miss her. 
        
         – James Holzbauer
          
        
          
            
              
                  
                Jeanne in a pub with friends after a memorial service for Marjorie   Powles, October 2016.  Left to right, Pat Clark, Penny Lewis, Kate   Merriman, Jeanne, and AJ Finlay.  Sandra Brown could not attend   that day. Along with Marjorie and Mary Jane Meadow, these women had   raised funds and instituted an annual scholarship at TST for a woman   studying theology.  This group, which has met for probably 35 years, was   a legacy of Jeanne’s time in Women’s Concerns at the Anglican Church. 
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        I had the  great fortune to meet Jeanne when the Homelessness Action Group started about  20 years ago and we were both on the steering committee. She was wise, elegant,  witty and passionate about so many social justice issues and I found her  awe-inspiring.
        I knew I  wanted to keep Jeanne in my life after HAG disbanded but I didn’t know why she  would want to spend time with me. There was a 35-year age gap between us and  our backgrounds were completely different. So I decided to volunteer with her  at the Older Women’s Network, YWCA and Christie Gardens to stay in touch. My  respect and admiration grew the more I got to know her. 
        
        The first  time Jeanne told me she valued our friendship I was surprised yet honoured that  she thought of me as a friend. But that was who Jeanne was: a wonderful,  compassionate woman who warmly welcomed people into her life. 
        
        Over the  years I shared my highs and lows with Jeanne and she was always there for me  with a congratulatory toast, incredible insight, words of advice, or a non-judgmental ear. I  cherished our visits and when the pandemic hit I truly missed her presence. I  am so grateful that I was part of Jeanne’s palliative care team and will  always treasure my time with her.  
          
        Jeanne was  one of my closest friends and it was an extreme privilege that she called me  one of hers.
        – Tracy Kett
          
        
          
            
              
                  
                Jeanne, Sam Kett and Judy Velland (2004) 
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I had the honour of being Jeanne's   Minister at Trinity St Paul's and she and I shared Communion before her   death at Sunnybrook Hospital. She was such an accomplished woman but   mostly I knew Jeanne as the picture of humility and love. She always   smiled, even through her pain, and she did so not out of stoicism but   out of a true appreciation for the life she had been given and the   experiences she'd had. She loved and lived from a place of joy.
        She   was often the one that would comfort me! She was the one who would tell   me my sermons moved her and my visits meant so much when I was   questioning and feeling defeated. In short, Jeanne was the Minister I   needed and we all needed. That was Jeanne with everyone. To be in her   presence was to be in the presence of holiness, of laughter, of   gratitude.
        Her   life was a celebration and she won't leave us anytime soon. She   certainly lived "In life and death, in life beyond death, we are not   alone, God is with us" Jeanne, you are with us. We witnessed the Divine   through you. Thank you!
        – Rev. Dr. Cheri  DiNovo CM
          
  
Please keep checking this page for updates. If you would like to write a tribute or share a memory or photo of Jeanne, please send them to Tracy Kett at tracylkett@gmail.com 
  
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