Monday, January 14, 2019
Jennie was the family matriarch, a symbol of true grace and charm. But, what we remember most about her, as strange as this may sound, was her trademark symbol of her hair. Every time we met her, her neatly styled hair was the first point of interest representing the initial encounter of her personality. Not a lady bending to a radical cut, long wisps, dangling strands or excessive curl, her hair was persistently well shaped: delicately dyed and discreetly fluffed. It represented who she was, a paradox essentially - the elegance of her moderation, the grandeur of her simplicity. Jennie, of course, was more than this talk about hair. She was a loving mother and grandmother and we, as friends to Diana and John, could see those roles in action during family occasions. She was not one to monopolize, but rather listen and to ask about our own family. And there is where she exuded this grace and charm as she held her own in clothing style and jewellery that still worked today and of course, there was her hair. That is the memory that we have of her. And so, as we say good bye to Jennie today, we picture her one last time, back to the audience, sauntering into the mist, swinging her purse, reaching out to her husband, John, and not a hair out of place.
