I’ll miss that love (a eulogy)

I’d like to start off by reminding everyone of what you all already know: My mother was obsessed with me. She always picked up my phone calls, even when teaching. She not only wanted to know what I ate, where I ate it, and who with, but anything I made for her, even a simple…

“I think you two would get along”

By Katherine Costa: Even though I only met Jill once, I grew up hearing stories about her from my dad, Bob Costa. My dad, Jill’s former husband, used to show me pictures of their adventures around the world. He always spoke so fondly of this smart, independent woman who went on to get a PhD…

Warmly, Jill

By Judith Clarke: It was my great good fortune to know Jill Rubinson during my time at UMA, both as a librarian and a member of the Terry Plunkett Poetry Festival committee. She was always full of ideas and enthusiasm — endlessly welcoming and helpful. When I mentioned that I had a concern about the…

“I’m a very lucky person”

From Dace Weiss: On my last visit with Jill she admitted to being in pain, but only after I asked. That was her way. Never a complaint in spite of all she had to endure. I talked a bit about fun times we had together – getting lost on Tumbledown Mountain for example. We were…

Everything is so beautiful and I am so sad.

Natalie Harris’s words at Jill’s service: Adrift by Mark Nepo Everything is beautiful and I am so sad. This is how the heart makes a duet of wonder and grief. The light spraying through the lace of the fern is as delicate as the fibers of memory forming their web around the knot in my throat. The…

Admired as a mentor, teacher, intellect, and person

From Karin Woodruff Jackson: Dear Anny, I taught English as an adjunct faculty member for many years at UMA; I considered Jill a mentor, someone I admired so much as a teacher, as an intellect, and as a person. When Jill had to be absent for a semester in 1999, I was asked on short notice …

Quite a legacy

By David Adams: Your mother was my friend for roughly 40 years, and very close friend for some of those years. I moved back to Ohio in 2011 to help care for my mother who was in failing health. Your mom told me at the time that perhaps my restless soul would finally find itself…