July 26, 1970 - April 6, 2013
“We’re all gonna die…the trick is not to rush it----“
Angus MacGyver, Season 1, Episode 22
Jenny loved the super agent who carried no gun and fixed any problem with his wits and wit. Boy, did she love MacGyver; and the Monkees, and Xena, and Buffy, and sweet and sour shrimp, romance novels, popular music, MTV, and coffee.She enjoyed her life slowly and took great pleasure in popular culture, eating good meals, and being a part of a large family.She was simple, loving, and innocent; she did not do bad things to other people or the world and did not spend time feeling sorry for herself or about her disabilities.
Jennifer was born July 26, 1970, in Denton, TX. She grew up on Laurelwood in Denton and was the second child of her parents, Wesley and Linda. Jenny has an older sister, Lisa, and twin younger brothers, Ben and Alex. Jenny would walk five miles round-trip from her home on Laurelwood to Denton High School and graduated with a general diploma. She lived with her parents all of her life, in Denton, TX, or Anniston, AL. Over her 42 years, her parents were able to meet most of her dreams; she traveled, she dined, she saw great shows, worked in a business, and, above all, was loved. In addition to her immediate family, she is survived by her maternal grandmother, Nova Jene Lowe; her sisters by marriage, Ashley Thompson and Beatrice Tannous; aunts: Jeanine Misenar and Susan Gilley, uncles: Dan Thompson, Ethan Thompson, and Bob Misenar; nieces: Olivia and Chloe; nephews: Zachary, Oliver, and Maxwell.
Jennifer had a neurologic disorder no doctor could ever explain or fix, MacGyver style. Nine years ago, her illness had progressed to the point she needed 24-hour nursing care. She then started living at Senior Care Nursing Center in Denton.Her parents brought her home most evenings and weekend days so she was still part of a loving family life though not at home.In December of 2010, she became entirely bedbound and unable to talk or swallow. After that, her parents brought music, movies, books, and the family to her. As a testament to the care she was given by those who loved her (both family and Senior Care staff), Jenny never had a bed sore.