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February 1972
Jenn was born at Lowell General Hospital in Lowell, Massachusetts, on February 12, 1972. Weighing in at 6 lbs 13 ounces, 21 inches, at 2:30 pm. We were living on Middlesex Street in Lowell until just before her 1st birthday when we moved to Foster Street, where she spent the rest of her childhood. She really liked the house on Foster Street. Her dream would have been to have been able to buy the house herself.
September 1979
She started her school years at the Pine Street School on Pine Street in Lowell. She attended the Morey and Daley Schools, one year at Keith Catholic and graduated Lowell High in 1990.
September 1990 – October 2005
Jenn had several jobs in her career. There were two basic themes in her jobs, she worked either at a car dealership, in the office, starting at Atamian V/W, Good Brothers, and Herb Chambers. Or working at a hospital such as Mass General Hospital and lastly Brigham & Women’s Hospital.
Jenn loved children and one of her favorite things that she did was volunteer work with children at the Shriners Hospital.
Before Jenn left us she had gone back to school to work towards getting her degree something she always regretted she didn’t have. As a matter of fact, the night she passed she had just finished her first final essay for school. She worked diligently on it and it was too bad she never got to turn it in. Timing on when she finished working on it showed that she finished it about two hours before she went Home.
Daughter of Bernie Jacobi, who joined her in Heaven, July 2007
Daughter & Stepdaughter of Jeanne Morse & Tom Morse
Sister of Karen (Jacobi) Bell & Laura Jacobi
Stepsister of Patrick & Daniel Morse
Sister-in-law of Roger Bell
Aunt to Ashley Pepin, Brittany, Jacqueline and Jonathan Bell
Granddaughter to Paul & Grace Sullivan (Meme & Papa, the 1st)
Granddaughter to the late Genevieve & Bernard Jacobi Sr. (Grandma & Grandpa)
Godchild to Carol Sullivan & David Bodgzewic
Niece to Carol Sullivan, Linda Souza, Bob Souza, Kathy & Patrick Rogers, Joe & Lisa Sullivan, Paul Sullivan and Beverly Benson
Numerous cousins, Leah, Paul, Stacie, Jared, Jason, Katie May, Ben, Michelle, Barry, Alicia, Miguel, Jacinta & Veronica
Long-time and best friend Mary Sullivan and special long-time friends: Nicole, Jackie, Kate & Kristine.
1st baby friend David Godlewski, 1st girl-friend Stephanie Banakos, 1st neighboorhood friend Susie Butler, 1st school friend Kate Laferierre and first long term boyfriend Ron.
Her cats were Avery, Kendall, Jackson, Stella and her favorite Stanley.
New friends in Spirit, Rhiannon Bliss, JT, Noah & Ricky.
How do you describe a girl like Jenn, let me try, she was a beautiful young woman both inside and outside. She had a heart of gold, she didnt always have a lot of common sense but that was a part of her charm.
She would light up any room she entered; youd know she was there and not just because of her height. She was funny and had a great sense of humor, I dont know that I always appreciated it but that was my Jenn.
Some of her favorite things to do were:
Sunbathing, she could sit in the sun for hours, as a matter of fact she use to go sunbath at the pool at a local hotel, like she belonged there and no one ever questioned her right to be there.
She loved to read, she would read several books a week. She was very smart and could converse with anyone on any subject.
She loved kids; especially her nieces and nephew but she also had a way with all kids. Ive seen her kneel down to a small childs height to talk to them in a grocery store.
She loved her numa. The numa was a tattered, shredded leftover of what was her childhood pillow. No one wanted to touch numa because it was pretty nasty looking after 30 odd years. I kept a small piece of numa and the rest went with Jenn, it was her security blanket.
Another favorite thing that Jenn liked to do was shop on E-Bay. When she discovered E-Bay she was in her glory, I think Laura put her on to this new outlet. Mentioning her love of E-Bay reminds me of one of her last purchases. For Jenns wake I needed to find either a turtleneck or high neck outfit and as I went through her closet this wasnt an easy thing to do because it wasnt the style Jenn typically wore. As I pondered what I was going to do, I noticed that there were some unopened packages from E-Bay that had arrived after Jenn passed.
I decided to open them to see if there might possibly be something I could use. I was very surprised when in one of the boxes was a purple, high neck dress, that I know Jenn must of liked because it was one of her last purchases. It was surreal that she picked out her own dress for her funeral.
-Jeanne Morse, mom
Jennifer was an absolutely incredible young woman, brilliant in her intellect, yet she could be as confusing as anyone at other times. Her adventures with automobiles is legendary, surpassed perhaps by her generosity towards others and her passion for doing things her own way".
Her ability to think outside of the box lent a creative twist to many conversations, proving that the age and experience of parents can sometimes cloud the best answers to many questions. She had the answer for the lyme disease problems caused by the deer ticks: Her solution was to have hunters shoot all of the deer... for who among us has the ability to shoot a tick?
We'll miss Jennifer's physical presence, her face, her laugh and even her troubles.
For those of us, fortunate enough to have been touched
by her, we'll always have her spirit within us.
-Tom Morse , stepdad
Awesome Aunt...
...but "crazy driver". I loved going places with her.
~Brit , niece
Jenn was funny
and generous.
She was always happy
and I miss her.
-Jackie, niece
Aunt Jenn was a funny, pretty women and I love her.
-Jon, nephew
Jenn was the one who taught me how to drive. Likely I do not drive like she did. Jenn would take me to out with her and her friends so that I could be the designated driver. The only problem was I did not a permit at the time.
Jenn was not someone who was on time often. One of the kids birthday party Jenn was running late and had called me to tell me she was on her way. She stated to me she better get off the phone before she go into an accident. As you can guess she got into an accident right after she hang up the phone.
When Jenn had lived in Boston she use to love to take Brittany over night. On one of the first times Jenn had done this, she called me and asked me why Brittany would not go to sleep. Asking what they have been doing and eating she tells me they had been eating pxie sticks at some time around 9 pm.
I miss spending time with her and just talking to her on the phone.
-Karen (Jacobi) Bell
Jenn loved her cats, in case you didnt know it she had five cats, which in turn we ended up with five cats. Jenn had promised us that she would take two with her when she left. Unfortunately, for Jackson & Kendall that happened last year when they both passed away within two days of each other. Jenns promise didnt come to mind until much later. Of course, the thought was Jenn would take them when she moved out, so she did keep her promise, just not the way we thought, sorry Jackson & Kendall.
Jenn was known for her great driving skills, not. I think her first accident was in the so named Jesus Mobile. She was in a parking lot in Lowell, where she hit a utility truck. The funniest part (seeing the humor in any accident) was that she had a car full of her basketball team mates in the car. Knowing that there should not be so many kids in the car, that when she hit the truck the girls all got out of the car and took off so they wouldnt all be seen in the car. When I think about what that must of looked like I see the comedic scene at the circus where the never ending stream of clowns get out of a small clown car. Not that Im saying they were clowns but just the same concept of so many people streaming out of this small car.
The most memorable accident for us was when she hit us from behind. She was following us and we were getting of a ramp, we stopped, she didnt. Although the car was Jenns it was insured in our name. So imagine explaining to the insurance company what happened, that our car was hit by our car. They did get it mixed up even though I was pretty clear on which car was which, I'm not going to say who the insurance company was but they did give great service and it's a great company. We (Jenn) had to pay both deductibles because the responsible party was also the insured.
There were many more fender benders in between her first accident and her last. The last one was a couple of months before she passed and it was with one of our neighbors. She was going out for the day and said bye to me before she left. A while later Tom asked where Jenn was, I said she went out for the day but he mentioned the car was in the driveway which was strange because I heard her leave but didnt hear her come back. So I went out to look for her to see what happened, I went around the front of the car and noticed it was missing. I called Tom to come look at it and as we are standing, scratching our heads trying to figure out what was going on, Jenn comes walking up the driveway carrying the front bumper. She had an accident down the street with one of our neighbors, another neighbor who drove by Jenn carrying the bumper stopped and asked her if that was all that was left of the car. You really needed to laugh, there wasnt much more you could do except call the insurance company again and she wondered why her premiums were so high.
Jenn's stepbrother, Patrick, drew this after her passing.
At her wake a friend said he heard that the Registry was going to have to lay off people now that Jenn was gone.
I try to look at the blessings from Jenn leaving us so soon and one of the biggest blessing I have is that Jenn lived with us for the last three years of her life. Although she didnt like the ruralness of Middleboro and missed the big city lights of Boston, I know when she left that she knew she was loved and she was safe. Im so grateful that she was with us those last years.
My last conversion with her the night she left had to do with a phone message she had from my grandson, Jonathan. I went in to say good night to her and she was telling me that Jonathan left her a message telling her what she could get him for his birthday. His birthday was in December and this was October, hes a planner that one. But she told me that she saved the message for me to listen to because it was cute. Little did I know that would be my last conversation with her and it was about one of her favorite things in life, her nephew.
A couple of days after Jenn passed, I had turned on my cell phone and there was message from her. She left us on Friday and this message was from the Wednesday before. Her message was Ma, why arent you answering your phone, your looking right at me, can you give me a bus ticket, I want to take the bus home with you guys? I have this last memory of her bopping down the street talking on the phone but I didnt realize that who she was talking to was me. I regret that in my grief that I didnt figure out how to save that message and eventually lost it. But its still in my mind.
Oh wow...I've been sitting here all day, thinking and thinking...so many memories, so many good ones. I remember all the times we spent at the bowling alley in nashua in the daycare room...I remember putting the jukebox on in the lunge and jamming out to rick springfield, "dont talk to strangers", I remember driving by Helen's house in the back of my moms truck, yelling "My son Michael"...Haha! I remember her telling me I have the worst taste in boys...I remember sleeping over on Saturday nights and your mom would make us walk to mass on Sunday mornings and she would always tried to think of a way out of going in, but she knew she would have to bring a program home to your mom to prove we were there so we'd end up going. All the fun we had downstairs in the basement in your house, I dont know what the heck we'd do down there, but we'd be down there for hours.
There was also the time we were at my house, begging my mom and dad to take us out for icecream and we were singing, "We gotta fight, for our right, for ice cream"...
And I'll never forget her crush on the basketball star, Chris Crowley, man she loved that boy! ... Read More
I could go on and on for hours, but I'll stop here for now...God I miss those days... :) Those were the happiest times in my life.
-Stephanie (Banakos) Levine
Memories -- so many. But remember all the Friday nights your mom would make her come pick me up and we would go to the mall while she worked at PASTA(was that the name of it?) - On the way she would just bitch bitch bitch until we got to the golf course and no matter how cold or hot out she would roll the windows down and screwam FORE!!!! Then she would just laugh the rest of the way to the mall.
Good times!
-Melissa (Banakos) Riley
What a wonderful tribute to a beautiful Girl. I may have only met Jenn a couple of times but a big impression was left. She was so wonderful with Taylor and the way she was with her neices and nephew was wonderful. The little doll that she gave Tate that day was one of her favorites. I know that they reconnected in heaven when Jenn joined her a few months after she made her trip home. God Bless you Jeanne and Tom!
-Shawna Wiggington
Jenn loved kids. Here is picture of Tate and her cousins Jackie & Brittany. I know that Jenn and Tate are together in heaven.
Jenn-Obi
We started a family tradition in Jenns memory. On a trip to her grandmothers' house in Florida Jenn purchased this god ugly, gold budha type monkey, which we have since named Jennobi. She bought one for herself and for her grandmother because they both liked Budhas, not sure of the connection between Jennobi and Budha.
When cleaning up Jenns room after she went Home, I came across Jennobi and didn't know what to do with this ugly thing. I decided to put it in with some of Laura's stuff and this began the game monkey, monkey who has the monkey.
Jennobi has traveled between Laura's, Karen's and our home. There are several rules to leaving Jennobi, one you can't give it back the same day you receive it, you can't mail it and you cant keep it. Jennobi now has butterfly wings, holiday decorations and he has a condo decorated with butterflies on the inside. Sometimes Jennobi is delivered right out in the open or other times he is hidden in plain site. We had Jennobi in our kitchen for over a month and didn't know it. One time I hid Jennobi in a box of cereal and gave it to Karen.
We hate to be the holder of Jennobi but it was something that Jenn bought and obviously liked and it has become a tradition to pass it around, one that we hope her nieces and nephew will continue and remember her fondly. When you look at the picture, just think, she bought her grandmother one of these too.
Hopefully the middle spot wasn't also a handicapped spot.
To myAuntJenn-
i allwas miss jen thinking of her i cry! i will love her and miss her for all my life
jackie
Jenns5thAngelversary
Just wanted to touch on remembrance of Jenn. Group of people out on the deck. Jenn arriving home and joining the group. I will always picture her sitting on the deck, sharing in the conversations going on. A bright, smiling presence.
Aunt Bev
Dearest Jenn,
You are missed by many, many, many people and the empty void is still with us all. I know this note should focus on you but, as you know, you are really in one with your mom. Over the past 5 years your mom has been her usual compulsive self (Yes Jenn, I can imagine you rolling your eyes and crossing your arms in front of yourself and nodding your head with me right now) Since your passing she has worked diligently in creating an endless stitch with silver thread that connects so many people together on so many different levels. There are no strangers in this world OR your world ...she simply BELIEVES. She just keeps reaching out to strangers with her magical silver thread until we are all are connected, one stitch at a time, to you and her. Your mom has us all picking up pennies and thinking of you (Go figureIm bending over for a stinking penny cause its Jenn talking to me! PLUS, you have to know it aint as easy as it use to be 20 years ago. When I bend over now its a real chore to get up again!!!) Butterflies use to be Monarch but now they are all Jennaflies and angels all have Jennifer wings that flutter by the list goes on and on. We are all changed because you are gone from our lives but the silver thread that your mom keeps weaving brings us all together to BELIEVE and REMEMBER you, Jenn.
P.S. Say hi to mom.
Nancy (long time friend of family, like an Aunt)
A memory of Jenn
Not sure if it was my first Christmas with the Sullivan family but I remember how kind Jenn was to my daughter, soon to be her new cousin Alicia. I remember her sitting with Alicia and chatting about what she liked and her favorite movies. Jenn always made everyone feel welcome, always was pleasant and easy to talk to.
Love ya,
Aunt Lisa
When I think about Jen, it is not about a particular event or point in time, or of one memory, but rather her being, her laughter, her beauty.
Everyone who speaks of her talks of her quick wit, her intelligence, her quirkiness. The stories others tell all revolve around her humor and how she was able to make even strangers feel comfortable in her presence. This was truly a gift and I believe her legacy.
Isnt it wonderful how she would comment on an otherwise sad or difficult situation and manage to find a bit of humor? Not disrespectfully, but to ease the pain just a little bit.
Jen was definitely not shy. She had no qualms about walking up to complete strangers and striking up a conversation. That is the great thing about her. She could talk to anyone, anywhere, about anything. A quality I always admired.
So, thank you Jen, for giving me a chuckle and a smile. A lovely remembrance of you.
Aunt Linda
My labor of love I cross--stitched this for you Jenn Love Mom
I wanted to say about Jenn is that I can still hear her laugh that came straight from her heart The last time I saw her was when I made her Dorothy costume and we had some nice visits during that time that were filled with laughter I will always miss her.
Karen
(long time friend of family, like an Aunt)
Another memory I have of Jenn was her love of children. I was so impressed when she volunteered at Shriner's Hospital. I don't know how she could do it, as I would think it would be too sad. She told me that was one of the most furfilling things she did and always talked about going bcck.
So it is not surprising that the messages I've received about Jenn going Home is that she works with children on the other side, helping them to pass over. It falls into how she was with children over here. Love, Mom
