My brother Jason got married yesterday and I am pleased to say the whole day went off with out a hitch - the rain held out, the ceremony was very nice and we danced the day away at the reception. We wish them all the happiness in the world and hope that they "Live well, laught often, love much".
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Anyone who knows AJ know she loves her baby - we go nowhere without her. She feeds the baby her bottle, tries to share her gold fish and sippy cup with her, brushes her hair and just recently she got a stroller for her and now we can take her baby on walks.
Fall is my favorite season - it has the most beautiful weather. Today was one of those days we just had to be outside enjoying it! AJ was so cute on her play set that Aunt Michele & Uncle Bill gave her for her birthday she just loves it and we are FINALLY getting tons of use out of it - I am mostly to blame for not using it before now because I hate being outside in the humid summer with no pool near by but as long as the weather stays like it was today we will be out using it!
Saturday, September 13, 2008
We had my most favorite play date this week so far. Colleen had Juna, Fiona, AJ and I over to play with her and Shane. Shane is a little younger then Fiona & AJ and this was the first time they all got to really sit and play with each other. It was so nice to see them interacting. Colleen filled our bellies with yummy bagels and a really great berry mix! I also enjoyed getting a sneak preview for our upcoming music class (starting this Thursday) - Colleen had the cd so we got to listen and it sounds like it's going to be great and lots of fun!
College/Pro's? Who cares!!!! Alex and I love watching football - oh and the eating that goes along with it. To kick off this years professional season (JETS vs Miami - GO BRETT FAVRE!!!) Alex and I enjoyed some hot wings, dumplings, mozz sticks & garlic bread - it was oh so yummy! My favorite was the wings coated (well more like swimming) in melted butter and Frank's Hot Sauce - SO GOOD!
Thursday, September 11, 2008
It is with a profound sense of sadness that I write this letter. On September 11th, 2001 the lives of my entire family were changed forever. My beloved brother, Donald Thomas Jones II, age 39 was lost in Building One of the World Trade Center. He was a loving husband to Michele and a devoted father to his daughter Taylor Nicole, age 5 and his son, Donald Thomas III, age 2. He was a caring son to grieving parents, Judith and Donald Jones, son-in law to Carol and Felix Ramirez and brother in law to Christopher Ramirez. He was a dear nephew to Marjorie & Edward McSpirit, Linda Zielke and Robert Sutton; tremendous cousin to Stephen McSpirit, Edward Otto Zielke, Jason Zielke & Lauren Zielke and uncle to Stephen McSpirit, II. Don was also an honored family member to The Winifred Jones Family, John & Barbara Jones; The Mees Family, The Markferding Family, Gertrude Dickison, The Bregman Family, The Red Jones Family and The Janelli Family.
My brother was an Executive Vice President in the Municipal Bond Department of Cantor Fitzgerald on the 104th floor of Building One of the World Trade Center. He survived the bombing of the World Trade Center in 1993, and was called a hero in many New York newspapers as he calmly lead many down a darkened stairwell over 100 floors, (including a pregnant woman who was in labor) to safety. I am sure he tried to do the same for his co-workers again this time. That was the kind of man he was.
He moved with his family this past March to Billingsley Drive, just around the corner from where he grew up. He was delighted that his daughter was starting Collins School in the same kindergarten classroom he attended. We will never forget the wonderful people on his street, many of whom he had yet to meet. The Hollis family, the Brenners, the Maxwells, the Place family, the Heicklens and so many more all coming in every day with food and kindness to try to bolster our spirits, while we waited.
We were also supported by our wonderful friends Elaine, Donna, George and Karen Reinhardt, Sue and Ed Luigori, Dana and Gary Marshuetz. His wonderful Newark Academy friends, Jim Borkan and Mike Melillo.who have been with us every day. The Lopomos, the Bonsmas, the Cantors, the Collins School mothers the PTA and Officer Chuck Granata of the Livingston Police Department have all helped ease our suffering. Reverend Long of the Federated Church spent time with us and prayed with us at the beginning of this ordeal, when we needed his prayers. The employees of St. Barnabas Hospital helped us with their kind words and generosity. My brother's many friends from the Northfield Townhouses in West Orange including Elaine Sugerman, the Patels and Paul and Ava Goldstein stopped by repeatedly and offered their comfort and support. Pip Printing on Route 10 in Livingston assisted me, at no cost, in preparing flyers with my brother's picture, which I posted throughout New Y! ork during our search. Trays of food were sent from Chuck Tahaney at the Town Hall, Joe Roberts and the Town Building Department, Prudential Real Estate Associates, the employees of Saks Fifth Avenue and Bloomingdales, Joseph Zahn, Shelly Umanoff and Gail Lowenstein of Gail Lowenstein Real Estate, Marty Writt, Frank and Shirley Goehringer and Ochs Cider Mill. Countless others stopping by with cookies, donuts or that big hug that we so desperately needed. I'm sure there are many who I can't remember, but you know who you are and we love you for caring for us. I know we will never be able to adequately thank you.
I would also like to thank my wonderful cousin Lauren Zielke, who spent days tending to my brothers' children giving love and kindness and patience where it was needed. She was and is our rock to lean on each and every day.
Finally, I would like to thank my dear friend Steve Avetzek, and my cousins, Edward Otto Zielke, Stephen McSpirit and Jason Zielke. For 2 days we searched countless sites in New York City, including hospitals and the armory to find my brother. We walked hundreds of blocks when we weren't allowed to drive. After we ran out of places to search and came home, my cousin, Stephen, a Patrolman on the Livingston Police Department went back and spent nearly a week without rest working tirelessly with the rescue crews digging in the rubble to find his cousin. No greater gift could my brother have received than his cousin's love and dedication. I will always remember their expressions of love for this great man, my brother. I will miss him all the days of my life. May he rest in peace.
William B. Jones II