Jocelyn Juriansz
In Memoriam
April 23, 1976 - September 24, 2005

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monelle mendelson - Monday, April 23, 2018

My Lovely
Happy Birthday! Sending you huge hugs and a million kisses wherever you are
Monelle


Philip - Thursday, January 25, 2018

I can’t believe it’s been 12 years since you have passed away. I myself haven’t seen you in 18 years. You are a beautiful soul. I’ll always remember that. Ever since I met you at Shark City, the immediate impact you had on me was memorable.

About seven years ago I saw you dancing on some TeleTino show and I couldn’t believe it. I thought I was dreaming.



monelle mendelson - Thursday, April 23, 2015

My Dearest,
You would have been 39 today!
I have thought of you so often over the last 10 years. I miss your beautiful smile, your energy, your sparkle and the way you used to light up a room!
huge hugs!!!!
Monelle

Evan - Monday, February 23, 2015

I miss you dearly my sweet friend. I have a daughter, who would adore you, and her unabashed joy for life reminds me so much of you. Like you, she dances like no one is watching, her smile lights up the room and her eyes sparkle with tender brightness of joyful innocence. I feel your presence all around. Thank you for reminding me life is to be lived. Xo

Jocelyn Lacey - Wednesday, November 19, 2014

I first visited this site back on November 26, 2007 after doing a google search of Jocelyn to see how many people there were who share my name.

I was prompted to return to this site to send my regards to those closest to Jocelyn.

I was working at a Domestic Violence Shelter at the time. DV is such a dear cause to my heart. My mom and grandmother were survivors at the hands of my verbally and physically abusive alcoholic grandfather. My mom has memories as far back as 3 years old.

I just want y’all to know that you’re in my thoughts, as well as the beautiful young woman who I never got to meet, but who I share a name with.

My family established a foundation in memory of my father who died of cancer in 1997, when I was only 18. While your Jocelyn doesn’t have her dad with her and my dad doesn’t have his daughters with him, perhaps they have met and keeping each other company until the wonderful day when we are all united, never again to be separated.

Please know that Jocelyn’s untimely death was not in vain, as y’all have changed so many lives with her story and your mission.

Warmest Regards,

Jocelyn Lacey
Egg Harbor City, NJ USA

Jacqueline Juriansz - Monday, September 24, 2012

When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time’s waste:
Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,
For precious friends hid in death’s dateless night,
And weep afresh love’s long since cancell’d woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanish’d sight:
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o’er
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear one,
All losses are restor’d and sorrows end.
Sonnet 30

Shelley - Monday, April 23, 2012

Happy Birthday...thinking of you even more today and wishing you were still here...xoox

Shelley - Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Just thinking about you...started my day looking at a million photos of you...xoxo

Biana - Saturday, April 14, 2012

Miss you in April. Miss you always, but tonnes in April. We would have rolled this town......hell!!!! love you girl. Rest in peace and see you with flowers.

Diana - Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Dear Jocelyn,

Through our love for fashion led an unexpected encounter with your father, who loves you very much. I felt the instant need to write this letter to you. Losing a loved one is never easy, but I am sure you are looking down on us as we are looking up. Yes, we have never met but let me assure you that the love that surrounds you will never be broken.

James - Wednesday, July 27, 2011

About 4 years ago, I met Garth as I stood looking at Jocelyn’s gravestone. I never knew Jocelyn; I only heard of this terrible tragedy from someone who did. Anyway, I had just happened to stumble upon Jocelyn’s stone in passing on one of my many walks through Mount Pleasant Cemetery. I spoke briefly with you, Garth, and you asked me a few questions. You were very kind. And I, like so many others, it seems, didn’t know what to say.

The reason I am writing is, you gave me a tiny keychain light with your name on it. Well guess what? I have had it on my keychain ever since and it still works! And every time I use it (which is fairly often) I think of you and your beautiful daughter. Thank you Garth and God Bless.

anonymous - Sunday, October 10, 2010

A friend told me about Jocelyn today. I was extremely moved and saddened to learn about her passing .
On reading what others have said about her, I can only imagine what a beautiful person she was,touching each and everyone’s heart, who had the good fortune of knowing and loving her. I feel for her loved ones whom she left behind, my heart go out to them.

Larissa Gomes - Friday, September 24, 2010

radiance and love - two words reserved for jocelyn, whom i think of often and remember always.

anonymous - Friday, September 24, 2010

dear joce,
i cant believe its been 5 years. feels like yesterday that i saw your beautiful smile. you still inspire me to be better everyday, to be happy, to be grateful and most of all to love life.
this world lacks so much of your kind. i am so dearly blessed i knew you.
miss you dearly.

monelle mendelson - Friday, September 24, 2010

Jocelyn I think of you often, but especially today on the 5th anniversay of when we lost you. You were such a gift to so many people touching us all with your warth and generousity.
All my love.....Monelle

Biana - Friday, September 24, 2010

Tomorrow marks 5 years since you suddenly and tragically left us in pain, sorrow and shock.
No one can put into words how much you have been loved and missed and appreciated.
Through these long and tiresome years, we have learned to celebrate your life, your spirit and your love.
We – and I mean everyone who has known you, touched you or has been touched by you - has become better, stronger and kinder just by having been near you.
You are so honoured and admired every day.
and WE MISS YOU SO MUCH.

Wishing you all the peace you deserve.
I love you - B


Biana - Friday, October 23, 2009

Sometimes we have years that are passive, and that’s ok - and then other years that have true meaning and dynamic and are extraordinary. Although I infinitely miss you every day, I’ve missed you beyond any comprehension this year – this year, which marked for me huge leaps, crazy professional choices, life changing moments…..

I visit you often, I bring you coffee and cigarettes, flowers, the girls leave you weird trinkets…..but nothing can absolve the fact that we sooooo miss you around here.
Every time I look at your picture on that stone, it takes me back to a different time, place and existence - a period in my life that left with you and could never return. As much as I need to visit you and take solace in those moments, the sheer realization of knowing that our friendship is forever suspended with you is beyond the strides that I have made in my peace with you being gone.
No matter how many years go by, with every year that passes I stop and count how many significant, gratifying milestones you have missed in my life.

I miss you as my friend.
To this day, I physically miss your keen sense of honesty, your soaring support and pride in anything I do, our squeals and handstands every time we accomplish something right….and the knowledge we gain from mistakes we make along the way.

I take comfort in knowing that you are seeing it all, celebrating with me, rejoicing in my blessings and somehow inspiriting me during the harder times in my life.
I often stop and remember you at the most unusual times – at the cheese shop, every time I eat foie gras, every vodka & soda I have, every purse or shoe I buy – even after all this time.

For me, our friendship still lives in the simple moments of my life when all is natural, effortless and decadent.

In many ways, I am at peace with the fortune of having you next to me for as long as I did and the gift that I have in keeping you so close to me when you are so far away.
Yet, there are days when this wisdom just doesn’t penetrate my soul, my logic or my judgment.

Miss you so very much - B


Sharon Galvin - Saturday, September 26, 2009

I didn’t know Jocelyn but was struck by how beautiful she looked when I saw her picture in the obituary and then I learned her story. I give my hearfelt condolences.
I want to contribute these poems written by my beloved mother, nee Sarah Bernice McFadden, who is missed every day.
Dawn:
The veil of night is lifted
With dawn of day so bright
And so it will be when I cross
From earth to Heavnen’s light.
and Transition:
Echoes of a storny land
Will far behind me be
When I make the great transition
With naught to bring but me.

Sharon Galvin


Jacqueline Juriansz - Thursday, September 24, 2009

From Blossoms

From blossoms comes
this brown paper bag of peaches
we bought from the joy
at the bend in the road where we turned toward
signs painted Peaches.

From laden boughs, from hands,
from sweet fellowship in the bins,
comes nectar at the roadside, succulent
peaches we devour, dusty skin and all,
comes the familiar dust of summer, dust we eat.

O, to take what we love inside,
to carry within us an orchard, to eat
not only the skin, but the shade,
not only the sugar, but the days, to hold
the fruit in our hands, adore it, then bite into
the round jubilance of peach.

There are days we live
as if death were nowhere
in the background; from joy
to joy to joy, from wing to wing,
from blossom to blossom to
impossible blossom, to sweet impossible blossom.

Li-Young Lee

Monelle - Thursday, September 24, 2009

You have been in my thoughts
all day. I look at your picture next to my favorite books and I still can not beleive that this beautiful face with those gorgeous blue eyes is gone. With love
Monelle

Claire Montgomery - Thursday, September 24, 2009

Jocelyn was a dear friend to me in childhood. I have so many fond memories of those years growing up together. I believe that anyone who ever knew Jocelyn recognized what a truly unique and vibrant person she was. I think of her and her family so often. It’s hard to put words to what I feel but I wanted to say that Jocelyn will never be forgotten.

Sacha - Thursday, September 17, 2009

We visited Santa Monica and walked the areas that you must of have roller bladed on hot sunny daze. Such a beautiful and sacred place...we felt that we should live there too! No wonder you stayed there...That place has another female Shakti watching over it...so sacred...

Q- Quiege - Tuesday, August 11, 2009

all can agree that she was and always will be an eternal lite. i was lucky enough to have shared her joy and friendship. she invited me into her world of peace,loyalty and family values. honestly it was jocelyn who first gave me the courage to reach my dreams when i first came to canada. so smart,so beautiful. u have meant so many things to me jocelyn. i so wish u would smile for us again. u always brightend my heart even when i thought i was so tuff. honestly i feel like life cheated us this time. wish i could have been tough for u. i remember u you use to speak up for me. i could go on forever but jocelyn i and us all love and miss u very much. my prayers r with you and your family.

Laraine Juriansz - Sunday, August 09, 2009

On a search for my family tree, I came upon the "In Memoriam" and as compelled to find out what had happened to such a vibrant and lovely girlwho shared my family name. I teach girls and it affected me very much when I discovered the source of Jocelyn’s demise.What a tragedy to lose a young woman who , from what I have read, was so very special. My heart goes out to her parents and the rest of her family. One thing to hold dear is that, the human spirit is indomitable and I know that somewhere, she lives on and her love continuesto reach out to all who loved her. My deepest sympathy for a loss that is incaculable.

Lisa - Thursday, April 23, 2009

God gave a gift to the world when you were born—
a person who loved, who cared,
who saw a person’s need and filled it,
who encouraged and lifted people up,
who spent energy on others
rather than herself,
someone who touched each life she entered,
and made a difference in the world,
because ripples of kindness flow outward
as each person you had touched, touched others.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Biana - Wednesday, September 24, 2008

We miss you, this third year, probably more than the third day you were gone.
But in the darkest hour of the year, we cherish you and are enlightened by your guidance evermore present in our daily lives.
Maybe we write less or are not as revealing in our grief….maybe time has taught us how to cope and better manipulate this grief…or it could simply be that, for some of us, the sorrow has blossomed into a driven awareness and intention.
I don’t know Joce.
But I know that you are missed ….curiously in ways a little different from the past.

I remembered today what I realized a couple of years ago - how your fate has robbed us of you and how someone has robbed you of your divine right to mature – to age.
And, for so many different reasons only known to womankind, that brings great sadness to my heart. As the right of passage takes its course, most of your girlfriends are dealing with similar stresses and custom-made hassles every person experiences in their early 30s: work, family, kids, relationships…and reaching for some balance between all of these.
Basically, what it all boils down to is just trying to untangle the great shit fest this stage of life is all about while attempting to conclude every day with some valuable purpose.
And then, as if this wasn’t enough, for the lucky female species of this world - there are always the wonderful surprising little wrinkles here, sudden little bulges there, days that keep getting longer and life that seems to get faster….peppered by the pile of self-help books never read and left somewhere collecting dust next to the myriad of impulsively purchased shoes, creams and useless decorations…..
Yeah – this is a pretty good summary of what the thirties really are, my friend.

Maya got married this summer and it was so magical. She looked stunning. I felt so old next to all her young acrobatic “dancer” friends….what - with all my responsibilities and accounting sheets and things-to-do lists.
So, I realize, I need not worry about you – because, let’s face it, I’m aging for both of us.

So when I see you on my walls and think of my sadness and feel my tears, I always laugh out loud because every time I see a picture of you, I see this beautiful, smiling, radiant YOU.
You are still the guiding star – for us all.
May this day, that brings so much sorrow to so many of us, bring you that much more universal harmony wherever you sit watching over us.

Rest in peace with many blessings -
My love always,
B



Jacqueline Juriansz - Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Try to praise the mutilated world.
Remember June’s long days,
and wild strawberries, drops of wine, the dew.
The nettles that methodically overgrow
the abandoned homesteads of exiles.
You must praise the mutilated world.
You watched the stylish yachts and ships;
one of them had a long trip ahead of it,
while salty oblivion awaited others.
You’ve seen the refugees heading nowhere,
you’ve heard the executioners sing joyfully.
You should praise the mutilated world.
Remember the moments when we were together
in a white room and the curtain fluttered.
Return in thought to the concert where music flared.
You gathered acorns in the park in autumn
and leaves eddied over the earth’s scars.
Praise the mutilated world
and the grey feather a thrush lost,
and the gentle light that strays and vanishes
and returns.


Translated by Renata Gorczynski


shireen - Thursday, April 03, 2008

I was sorting through emails today and came across one that was promoting the Jocelyn Foundation. I remember hearing about Jocelyn’s passing, and can’t believe that it has already been 3 years. When I saw the link for the foundation, I knew that I had to check it out. I went to Bedford and Northern with Jocelyn; she was a year older and I just always remember thinking how beautiful she was. i don’t think that we ever had a class together or ever spoke to each other (I think the closest we came was standing next to each other in choir practice at Bedford), but I was saddened to hear of her passing because I only remember hearing only good things about Jocelyn. I wanted to write a quick message to send my condolences to her family and friends, because I know no matter how much time passes you never get over the loss of losing someone so special.

VIC - Thursday, December 27, 2007

BELLA, THINKIN BOUT YOU ALOT THIS HOLIDAY AND WISH I COULD TELL YOU HOW MUCH YOU ARE MISSED AND HOW YOUR SPIRIT STILL SHINES BRIGHTLY AND TOUCHES MY HEART. I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU. LOVE YA AND MISS YOU

Jacqueline Juriansz - Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Ave Maria, piena di grazia, eletta
Fra le spose e le vergini sei tu,
Sia benedetto il frutto, o benedetta,
Di tue materne viscere, Gesù.

Prega per chi adorando a te si prostra,
Prega pel peccator, per l’innocente

E pel debole oppresso e pel possente,
Misero anch’esso, tua pietà dimostra.

Prega per chi sotto l’oltraggio piega
La fronte e sotto la malvagia sorte;

Per noi tu prega
Sempre e nell’ora della morte nostra.

Megan - Friday, December 07, 2007

Joc you came into my thoughts just now & I want to say you will always be in my thoughts......
I just read B’s last entry & i feel a loss that words can’t explain. You & B were truely the best of friends a friendship that is truely special. I wish i could share a glass of wine with you both right now. I will have a glass with you on the other side. Merry christmas Babe... xoxo

Jocelyn Lacey - Monday, November 26, 2007

My name is Jocelyn and I decided to Google "Jocelyn" to see how many results I would find and how many people are out there with the same name (with it not being a very common name and all). When the Jocelyn Foundation came up, I wasted no time clicking on the link and was awed at what I found. I work for a domestic violence shelter here in my hometown of Johnson City, Tennessee. My family also has a foundation in memory of my father who died 10 years ago, only 3 days before my high school graduation. Something led me to look at this site...I couldn’t believe that I was looking at information about a girl with the same name as me who had been in a domestic violence relationship, which is what my career specializes in. And the foundations that her and my family founded in memory of someone we love and lost too soon. I cannot begin to tell you how incredibly sorry I am for your loss. There are just no words. She was beautiful, and from the descriptions about her, it sounded like we had very similar personalities and probably would have had a lot in common, if not had been friends if I had been privileged to meet her. There is just no sense of a tragedy of this sort, that someone took her life...a life that obviously meant so much to so many people. She made more of an impression in her 29 years on this earth than most people make in a lifetime...and the Jocelyn Foundation is a huge example of that. What an expression of love that you, her family, showed by trying to pick up the pieces all the while establishing a foundation in her memory for future victims of domestic violence in hopes that these senseless deaths can be prevented and one day diminished.

On a last note, I had a good friend and sorority sister who was also murdered nearly 3 years ago. Her family established a scholarship fund in her memory and also had a bill passed that bears her name. Last year, on the 2nd anniversary of her death, I was asked to speak at the candlelight vigil. I said that I like to think of the anniversaries of loved ones deaths as their birthdays in heaven. I dread those days and realized that they are going to come around year after year, so I changed the way I look and think about them. When I think of it as their birthdays in heaven, it gives me so much peace, especially knowing that one day I will see them again, never again to be parted.

I apologize for writing so much...especially from someone you don’t know and who didn’t know your daughter, but something prompted me to visit this site and I had many things I wanted to share. May God bless you and get you through the holidays.

Sincerely,

Jocelyn Lacey
Johnson City, TN USA

Jacqueline Sandy - Monday, September 24, 2007

The calendar tells us that two years have passed. It is impossible to grasp this reality. Jocelyn, I recently saw your Mom and Dad. They still miss you terribly and carry your spirit in everything that they do and say. On this day, I just wanted you to know that you continue to be present in the lives of many souls on this earth, and we thank you. We thank you for freely giving of yourself, so that we may strive to do the same. Miss you Jocelyn.

Kayleen - Monday, September 24, 2007

I cannot believe it has been 2 years...as time goes on it still seems so unbelievable and hard to grasp. My thoughts are with the Juriansz family now and with Jocelyn forever...
All my Love
KK xox

Lisa M - Monday, September 24, 2007

2 years have now gone by but it feels like an eternity. Seasons have come and gone, babies have been born...life has moved on. But we will never forget, and it doesn’t take an anniversary for all of us to have Jocelyn in our thoughts…she is a permanent resident. And through Garth’s mission to raise awareness for other women Jocelyn is now present in the thoughts of those that never even met her.

We love you Jocelyn.

Monelle - Monday, September 24, 2007

Jocelyn,

You are always in our thoughts and in our conversations.
The memory of your beautiful smile and larger than life personality has never faded for me.

Loving you always
Monelle

Tiffany Branton - Saturday, September 22, 2007

To the Juriansz family,

I read with great sadness that I read in the Toronto Star today of the passing of Jocelyn. I recognized her eyes first. She was the most beautiful girl I’d ever met. We were friends back in Scarborough around junior high school age. I’m not sure when we fell out of touch, but I think it had to do with a move.

I am so terribly sorry to hear of your tragic loss and I will be making a donation to her fund. Please know she is remembered by her friend after many, many years and I hope that you are healing as best as possible under the circumstances. She was a lovely girl and I have only fond memories of our friendship.

With great sympathy,

Tiffany Branton


T. Oliver - Saturday, September 22, 2007

To Family and Close Friends of Jocelyn, I extend my deepest sympathies. I felt compelled to write something after reading through her memorial today. I honestly became witness to the incredible light that radiated from her and the positive impact she obviously had on so many. I sincerely pray, this helps bring some comfort to you at this very difficult anniversary.Though I have never met her, I was struck by her classic beauty and further intrigued by her memorial in the Star today. I then recalled reading something similar the year prior around about this time. Words do absolutely no justice for the profound sadness I feel after reading more about her and learning how she died. I have been inspired by the strength of all who knew and loved her and hope the efforts to preserve her memory will live on such that no other woman let alone person should have to endure what she did. May she rest in peace in the arms of angels, as she was truly one herself.

Jacqueline Juriansz - Saturday, September 22, 2007

You have never been lost to me, dear daughter-even to death-because you continue to participate in every act, thought and decision I make. I find great comfort in knowing that my life has been enriched by having shared such wondrous love-a hymn without sound.

moomers

Biana - Friday, June 15, 2007

Hi,

I haven’t written for awhile nor have I lately had the courage to visit here.
I think it’s because I often find my solace at the cemetery sharing coffee with you, bringing you flowers, telling you about my life, this world….
Most times, I bring Emi and Eva and, while I sit, I watch them run around kissing your picture, leaving you candies, rearranging the flowers, playing with the candles. For them, the emphasis is on ensuring that you are never left without some sort of a chocolate treat.

For me, having them there and watching this ritual means so much more.
My lesson in simplicity.
Their innocence becomes infectious and I recall the time in my life when playing tag and eating candy was the most important thing to do. They talk to you as if you were just seating there listening to them – and you probably are. I so wish that I can have the same carefree approach…to talk to you so boisterously and as unaffectedly as they do.
Visiting you with them has become somewhat of a ceremony – to bring you flowers, and bows, to talk to you and leave candy…for Emi, Eva and I - it is a wonderful time of laughter, discovery and serenity.

My daughters are always full of questions and I am always struggling for answers. Yet, with every visit, the three of us learn something more about each other.
Without a doubt, it is a gift to watch your children teach you the simple answers of life.

With every month that passes by, I realize the magnitude of our friendship as I would so love for you to see them grow…yet I know that you are forever watching and smiling at what little interesting characters they have become.

We miss you.
B


Shawna - Thursday, May 17, 2007

I just heard of Jocelyn’s story the other day as her father was advocating on CHFI in Toronto for other women in similar situations to get the assistance that they require to ’begin their lives’. As a survivor, I commend Jocelyns family and friends for their strength, will and courage to share her story. Trust that you have made a difference in the lives of many as a result, and that through this, the spirit and energy of Jocelyn will ALWAYS survive!

Sacha - Monday, April 23, 2007

Happy Birthday!!!

Thank you for your continuing inspiration...While we have these ’golden cages’ we must try and overcome this suffering...practice our songs and ready our wings for the mystic flight...

"Let your life come amongst them like a flame of light, my child,
unflickering and pure,
and delight them into silence...

Let them see your face, my child,
and thus know the meaning of all things, let them love you and love each other."
-Rabindranath Tagore
’The Child Angel’



Travis R. - Monday, April 23, 2007

Happy Birthday to a remarkable young lady that I have the privilege of sharing a birthday with.

I recently googled April 23, 1976 to see what events happened on the day I was born. I came across Jocelyn’s photo and the words ’In Memoriam’ behind it. I had to do a double-take to make sure I was reading correctly. Unfortunately, I was.

I took a moment to view the pages of this site: The memories shared by loved ones and friends; The beautiful and spirited photos; The beautiful church service. It is quite evident that Jocelyn loved many and was loved by many, as well.

Thank you for sharing Jocelyn with the world and sharing her message ( Jocelyn’s Night ) through this site.

Though I never knew Jocelyn personally, I can say that I am glad to have shared a day in history with a stunning and remarkable young lady.

Happy Birthday Angel !!

Travis R.
Lewistown, Pennsylvania

Lisa Mendelson - Monday, April 23, 2007

Today was supposed to be a celebration, of life, of love, of coming of age. But the world pulled a fast one on us, it changed life as we knew it, and now none of us will ever be the same.

What would Jocelyn want of us today? She would want us to remember the good times and smile, she would want us to infect others with our emanating smiles...passing on the joy of her memories even to those who never had the pleasure of knowing Jocelyn.

Though she might not be a living, breathing organism; Jocelyn’s presence is very real to all of us. And on this day...Jocelyn Juriansz’s Birthday...I plan to celebrate.

Jocelyn, we miss you, we love you and we will never forget you.

Happy Birthday from all of us :)


Jacqueline Sandy - Monday, April 23, 2007

Thinking of you on your birthday

I woke up to the sounds of singing birds this morning. I believe that they were singing in honour of you Joce. You are missed. Truly missed. May your spirit continue to soar with the eagles.

Monelle - Monday, April 23, 2007

Jocelyn,


Birthdays do not end with death,
But last as long as love,
A maelstrom of memories...
Happy Birthday dear one
Love Monelle

Jacqueline Juriansz - Monday, April 23, 2007

Birthday

Armored in red, her voice commands
every corner. Bells gong on squares,
in steeples, answering the prayers.
Bright tulips crown the boulevards.
Pulled from the womb she imitates
that mythic kick from some god’s head.
She roars, and I am conquered.
Her legs set free, combat the air.
Naked warrior: she is my own.
Entire empires are overthrown.


Emilia Thuet - Sunday, April 22, 2007

Hi.
My name is Emilia and I knew Jocelyn when I was in my mommy’s belly.
I miss her today and every day.
I wish I could see her again.
I love Jocelyn so much.
She is the spirit of the sky.
Your friend Emilia.


Tyrone Massicotte - Friday, April 20, 2007

Truly the most beautiful woman I have ever met both inside and out. I was blessed to have had so many great experiences with Jocelyn as I’m sure most of her friends can boast. She is missed tremendously but can never be forgotten, I can only pray to see you again some day in another place where I’m sure you are smiling down on all of us.

Love always,your friend Tyrone.

Andrea - Wednesday, April 18, 2007

I have just now learned of Jocelyn’s death. I went to Northern with Jocelyn. We met in grade nine gym class. She was a beautiful girl, a funny girl, a friend-to-a-girl.

We were never particularly close but she always took the time to say hi to you in the hall or greet you with a smile as she walked by.

I remember her in health class confessing her breakfast of fries and pop to Miss Attwood. Miss Attwood was appauled. Jocelyn just smiled, shrugged her shoulders, giggled and said that’s who I am and that’s what I eat.

Although I did not know her family my thoughts go out to you and know that her loss will never be forgotten by all who knew her.

My condolences.

Michelle - Sunday, April 15, 2007

Sadly I just learned of your death.

I was introduced to you by Lisa and I travelled to daytona Beach for Spring break with you.
I remember you as beautiful and fun and an amazing sense for fashion.

And you befriended me - thank you for that.

All my love to you and your family.

Michelle


Philip Tsar - Friday, April 06, 2007

This is the strangest thing. Out of the blue, I just now (about an hour ago) started to think of Jocelyn. I did a google search just out of curiosity, and I came across this devastating news.

I met her at Shark City in 1996. I was so taken by her beauty that I called 3 days later at her work. She then took the phone, and recognized my voice after a short initial meeting. I would honestly have to say that her unique beauty and personality prompted me to call that day. We went out a few times periodically over the next couple of years. I was traveling out of town allot so I never really spent the time I wish I had with this girl. She was so special in so many ways. She has a zest about her that made her personality both unforgettable and comforting. She honestly left an impact on me. It would be safe to say she was one of the most attractive women I had ever seen.

The last time I saw her was when she was working at the Eaton center in 1997/1998. We took the subway back to her condo at Yorkmills and we just hung out.

Over the years I had lost touch, but I was doing some acting work with a Sylvia Nowak (long time friend) in 2001 and I remember asking Sylvia about her as I would always remember this incredible girl. My heart goes out to those that were very close to her, and just glancing threw the archive of pictures on this site, I am totally shocked and speechless. What a loss for this world, but without a doubt, her spirit has taken her to a beautiful and peaceful place.

May Jocelyn and her spirit live in the shinning light that she portrayed.

Dianna - Friday, March 16, 2007

Looking at your beautiful photos and thinking of the courage of your lovely Mom and the strength of your devoted Dad.
Kiss Ivy for me today and tell her I love her.

Jacqueline Juriansz - Monday, January 01, 2007

In the rising of the sun and in its going down,
We remember her;
In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter
We remember her;
In the opening of the buds and in the warmth of summer,
We remember her;
In the rustling of leaves and the beauty of autumn,
We remember her;
In the beginning of the year and when it ends,
We remember her;
When we are weary and in need of strength,
We remember her;
When we are lost and sick of heart,
We remember her;
When we have joys we yearn to share,
We remember her;

So long as we live, she too shall live,
For she is now a part of us, as
We remember her.

Paraphrase from Gates of Prayer


Andi King (Ross) - Sunday, December 24, 2006

I heard about Joycelyn’s tragic death not long ago and was deeply saddened by the absolute senselessness of it. I remember when Joycelyn was born, I was a highschool student at TJA in Toronto. Her parents, Garth and Jackie were my band and choir director. Joycelyn accompanied us on a choir trip when she was about six weeks old. I sat behind her parents on the tour bus and spent the majority of the trip holding her. Jackie would feed her, then hand her back then my seatmate and I would then fight over holding her. We were on the road for...I don’t know..it seemed weeks but it was more like 10 days or so. She and her brother Chad were often on trips with us and all the choir and band members did their best to spoil them.
I saw Jocelyn up at Camp Frenda once when she was about 10-12 years old. Funny.... she didn’t remember Claudia and I wrestling her out of each others arms because it was our "turn". (I remeber Jackie having to take her from us one time because she heard us arguing) We kept our battles under wraps after that.) We felt so priveledged to be given charge of this most precious cargo. As I look at the pictures to either sides of the screen I remember.... I remember a baby in arms, and an earliteen with spunk and sparkle.
Jackie and Garth and Chad...my deepest prayers go your way. At this time, at this season may you find peace.

Andi King



Krystal - Friday, December 15, 2006

I found out about Jocelyn about a year ago, but I couldn’t piece any words toghether until now. I don’t understand how or why someone would hurt a beautiful person like her.

I went to university with Joc and really got to know her in our 3rd year. We went on a NYC trip with 2 other girls which was so much fun. Her and I were of the same mind - have a great time and go with flow - embrace the opportunity. We also interned at Flare at the same time and had some great nites out at Meow.

She had a great sense of houmour, and was so supportive and positive. She was also a very talented graphic designer.

She was honest with me with nothing to hide and everything to share, which I really respected. Her spirit was so refreshing.

I am so sorry for your losses.

Jacqueline Juriansz - Monday, December 04, 2006

...
So was I once myself a swinger of birches.
And so I dream of going back to be.
It’s when I’m weary of considerations,
And life is too much like a pathless wood
Where your face burns and tickles with the cobwebs
Broken across it, and one eye is weeping
From a twig’s having lashed across it open.
I’d like to get away from earth awhile
And then come back to it and begin over.
May no fate willfully misunderstand me
And half grant what I wish and snatch me away
Not to return. Earth’s the right place for love:
I don’t know where it’s likely to go better.
I’d like to go by climbing a birch tree
And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk
Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,
But dipped its top and set me down again.
That would be good both going and coming back.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.


Heejeh - Wednesday, November 15, 2006

I have just heard the news of Jocelyn’s passing and I am shocked to say the least. I’ve been reading all the heart felt memories of Jocelyn and thought I should share a few. I met and became friends with Jocelyn in Junior high and high school. The first thing that comes to mind when I think of Jocelyn is her sweet personality...always cheery and kind. Jocelyn and her huge apetite for food is what I will remember the most about her. I share the same apetite and I remember we used to eat a meal while our meal was being prepared. She also introduce me to tomato and mayo sandwiches...something I still enjoy today.
You will always live on with the memories that you shared with everyone and I thank you for being a part of my life.

Love,
Heejeh

Larissa Gomes - Friday, November 10, 2006

Lately and luckily, I have been around some of Jocelyn’s family and friends, having the distinct pleasure of hearing stories about her to which I never bore witness being her friend in Los Angeles. I’d met Jocelyn so many years ago through one of my closest friends, Erin, and right from the first time I met Jocelyn, I felt she was a huuuuuge, huuuuuuge spirit, positively overloading with charm, kindness, warmth, intelligence, generosity, inner and outer beauty.

She was and continues to be an inspiration to me.



Jocelyn

The laugh that lit a million souls
The smile than shines brighter than gold
The friend that could make halves whole
The beacon light on a deserted night
The flower in an artist’s eye
The whisper that made everything right

I know when you’re around as
wind blows softly over me
and birds sing in harmony
I know when you’re around as
water tastes sweeter than it need be
and no matter what I go through,
my spirit is free.




Lisa Mendelson - Friday, November 10, 2006

Not a day goes by without thinking of you. Whether I look down at my bracelet, I see your picture on my desk at work or at my mom’s house, or you just pop in my head.

I believe you are in a place of contentment and that’s all we can ask for.

Endless Love

Jacqueline Sandy - Sunday, October 15, 2006

Thank you for consistently reminding me to live life with joy, truth, passion and purpose. Still missing you...

Stephanie - Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Hi, i didnt know Jocelyn, but its such a sad story, she sounds like she lived such a wonderful life,m and touched many many peoples hearts and souls. Even though i hadnt met her, reading the commetns and memories many of you have left for her tugs at my heart. I lost a very true to the heart friend back in 1996 in grade 10 and i can tell you, it doesnt get any easier in letting go, BUT you will find that while shes up in heaven looking down on you .. she now has the powers to do what she seems to have started on earth.. make miricles happen.
after all Thats what angels are for! Hold on to your special memories forever and hold them close to your heart, one day when you make it up there im sure she’ll love to reminice with you!


Jacqeuline Juriansz - Friday, October 06, 2006

I TELL you, hopeless grief is passionless;
That only men incredulous of despair,
Half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air
Beat upward to God’s throne in loud access
Of shrieking and reproach. Full desertness,
In souls as countries, lieth silent-bare
Under the blanching, vertical eye-glare
Of the absolute Heavens. Deep-hearted man, express
Grief for thy Dead in silence like to death--
Most like a monumental statue set
In everlasting watch and moveless woe
Till itself crumble to the dust beneath.
Touch it; the marble eyelids are not wet:
If it could weep, it could arise and go.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Selena - Monday, October 02, 2006

Jocelyn,

We never physically met but I’ve felt your spirit around me many times without a doubt...god bless you and everyone who knew you...I know they can feel your Love shining down on them from Heaven...

Selena

Jacquie Levitt Day - Monday, September 25, 2006

I just heard about Jocelyn’s tragic passing and I felt the need to write. I knew Jocelyn in high school. She was a beautiful person with an incredible spirit. The strongest memorie I have of Jocelyn is was when she was in the Northern fashion show. She was in the show with my sister who passed away in the summer of ’95 www.iamarose.com
I know the pain that you all must be feeling and I am so sorry to hear about the loss of such a beautiful and special young woman.
This site is a wonderful tribute to an amazing woman who’s life was cut way to short.

Thinking of you all.

Jacquie Levitt Day


Alessandra - Sunday, September 24, 2006

Joce...Always in our thoughts...your presence is felt around so many of us each & every day. xoxo

Aunt Bev - Sunday, September 24, 2006

It only takes a little space
To write how much we miss you
But it will take forever to forget
The day we lost you.
Remembering you today as always
and missing your beautiful spirit and smile.
until we meet again.

Johnella E. - Saturday, September 23, 2006

I have come to this site everyday and have read what everyone has written and at times I have been very sad as I miss Jocelyn sooooo much. I have wanted to say something but just could not bring myself to write something,but tomorrow will be a year to the day that Jocelyn was taken from us but she is here with us in spirit and always will be.
We need to celebrate her life and know that she is beside us in all our journey’s (Whatever they may be)
She will NEVER-EVER be forgotten.
Her legacy lives on in all of us.
Even though I am in California and not able to attend the candle lighting with all her family and friends there in Canada, I will be here where she used to live with my candle lit.
As a matter of fact my candle will always be lit for Jocelyn.
A special thanks to Garth for keeping me updated as to all that is going on in Jocelyn’s behalf.
My love is sent to all.
J.





Dorian MacNeil - Thursday, August 17, 2006

I just recently found out about Jocelyns passing and felt compelled to write something. I was friends with Jocelyn in High School. My most vivid memory of Jocelyn is from I think grade ten. I had the pleasure of spending a week in detention with her and proceeded to fall madly in love with her. That’s the kind of person she was, she had this wonderful glow about her. I am so very sorry about everyones loss.

Dorian

James Mclaughlin - Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Hey Jocelyn, I guess this is about the 20th time or so I have come here to share some past experience or time you and I shared when we were younger. then I start to type and the words don’t seem to tell the whole story so I stop, and then I get sad, and then I cry. It seems I go to this space I hold for myself were I can be Angry at the world for all it’s taken from me and stay there and ask all the "whys" and tell myself that the world is an evil place full of bad people doing horrible things. And then, I have to remind myself that for every evil act there are a million acts of kindness. All the kindness and love you brought to the world makes me ask who has taken over bringing the trillions of selfless acts you brought to us? And were can I find this person? And then I realize that it is in the face’s of all you have touch with you heart.
I always believed you were truly a Sheppard of lost children and had the ability and drive to be anything you ever dreamed of .I knew this from watching you grow up over the years and seeing you time after time confirmed that for me. You are A dynamic beauty that will be greatly missed on this plain may you continue to bless us all with your love and guidance. I miss you so, Love Jamie xoxo

Speak tenderly to them. Let there be kindness in your face, in your eyes, in your smile, in the warmth of your greeting. Always have a cheerful smile. Don’t only give your care, but give your heart as well. Mother Teresa


Jacqueline Juriansz - Thursday, July 13, 2006

After great pain a formal feeling comes--
The nerves sit ceremonious like tombs;
The stiff Heart questions--was it She that bore?
And yesterday--or centuries before?
The feet, mechanical, go round
A wooden way
Of ground, or air, or ought,
Regardless grown,
A quartz contentment, like a stone.
This is the hour of lead
Remembered if outlived,
As freezing persons recollect the snow--
First chill, then stupor, then the letting go.

Emily Dickenson


Biana - Friday, June 23, 2006

To Josco and all family and friends who visit this website,

just a quick note to formally announce that on Friday, June 16th, the committee presented a $12,000.00 cheque to Juliette’s Place (a hard line shelter in Scarborough (Toronto) that assists women and children of domestic abuse) in honour of Jocelyn Juriansz. The evening was a wonderful intonation of generosity, hope and humanity from all present. It was an evening during which Garth lovingly spoke of his daughter and used her pictures to put a face, a person, a young woman behind her story. My girls attended with me and I shone with pride that I could be apart of something so enormously dedicated – mostly for Joce but also for countless women and children who bear a heavily silent burden of abuse on a daily basis.

Knowing Jocelyn – she would have been overwhelmed knowing that so many people fixedly listened to the story of her life, her passions, her successes and her misadventures. But most of all, she would be overjoyed knowing how this money will change the lives of those who rarely have a voice.

In honour of Jocelyn,
let us all remember how generous and charitable she was in life…and the emphasis is not on money, but rather on her enthusiasm, time, effort, relentless love, ridiculously generous compliments, stubborn persistence, her food and, most of all, her fierce loyalty and friendship.

She is tremendously missed by everyone who knew her around me.
and as the months merge into seasons, my family and I have accepted missing her only because we have no other choice. The hardest part is realizing that she is missed most of the time….birthdays, Sundays, dinners, bike rides, shopping sprees, Biana and Marc’s rib festival competition night…inconspicuous and everyday events that most of us take for granted.
and although we have “learned” to miss her, in hushed undertones, we are reminded of her laughter, her joy, her appetite, her hugs…
we remember her.

This Saturday at 2pm, an interment ceremony will be performed for Jocelyn.
This, I know, will be the hardest day for me yet.
There has never been a time in my life that I have felt so helpless and powerless, yet peaceful knowing that she’s rested.
and for all friends who are not able to attend this ceremony, take a breath, look to the sky and wink at the stars – she is with you.

To Joce – Thank you for guiding me and giving me strength.
Thank you for that dream on Mother’s Day, it was so beautiful to see your face and hear your voice again.
and thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for being next to me.
there is no other logical or physical explanation for the things that have been granted to me since you have passed on.
I have found a true soul mate in your father – he is an extraordinary man Joce – he reminds me of you in so many ways…. he makes me laugh when I feel like screaming, he forces me to slow down, relax and listen when I need to, he likes Marc when I don’t, he’s fair and loyal and he does things for me that only a father would do. He misses you more than any of us could ever envision.
I, on the other hand, am most often chaos…people go out of their way to stop me, force my flaring hands down and give me a coffee, telling me to enjoy “the day” (all babble to me) – no surprise to you, I’m sure, seeing as that is what you did throughout our friendship…
I suppose that is what I miss the most: your voice, your advice and reassurance telling me that life is a joy, not a marathon…

Marc wrote you a touching note…I read it and it’s beautiful but please help me on the rib festival competition night, it’s imperative that I win.
I love you forever - B


marc - Thursday, June 22, 2006

Bonsoir,

To the summer flower.

Such a long time I haven’t written to you, but today I couldn’t stop thinking of you. I guess yesterday was the first day of summer. At night looking at the sky full of stars I remembered that night, last year, on Michelle’s patio. The three of us had a blast. We came back to the restaurant and you had fresh croissants together with Bee and, off course, a Grey Goose martini for the girls.
I miss seeing you two together. I miss the "P" conversations you had.
And you saying: it’s ok, Marky Marc is one of the "girls".
I miss having you eat my food and talk about it with Bee. I miss all these little things... little things that create a "F" huge hole in our hearts.
But yesterday was your day - first day of summer.
You are the summer in our souls. we miss you so much. May god give me the strenght to accept that this beautifull season will never be the same without you, but that your memories will always stay engraved in my heart.
Miss you
Chef

Alessandra - Friday, June 09, 2006

Joce...I can’t even tell you how many times a day I think of you, things happen in a day and I think to myself that they happen the way they do because you are there watching over all of us....Love you & miss you!!

KAYLEEN - Monday, May 22, 2006

HI EVERYONE, IT’S BEEN AWILE SINCE I HAVE WROTE ANYTHING ON JOCELYN’S WEBSITE. I DO HOWEVER LOOK AT IT ALMOST EVERYDAY, THE PICTURES ARE SO BEAUTIFUL THAT THEY BRING A SMILE TO MY FACE. AS TIME GOES BY I MISS JJ MORE AND MORE BUT I AM SO THANKFUL FOR THE MEMORIES I HAVE WHICH WILL STAY WITH ME FOREVER. ALL MY LOVE AND SUPPORT TO GARTH, JACKIE, CHAD, MASON, AND DARREN STAY STRONG!
KAYKAY XOXO

Sach - Sunday, May 14, 2006

Blessings and Love to You...Paragon of Living Life to the Full...thanks for the smiles you send in dreams and visions...I know it’s you...It must be strange to see us all from your even more expansive view - exposed...yes, all our thoughts spiralling throughout the day...the doubts, the maze-of-logic and reason...and that smile points to the beyond definitely...make sure you show us to that celestial dancefloor!
Love, Light and Healing Vibrations out to Everybody whom you loved and love you...
Om Shanti...

biana - Monday, May 08, 2006

hey,

it’s been some time.
I meant to write and say some things to you on March 24th and on April 23rd when you would have turned 30 and then again when Tessa came to visit me or every time that I spend with Garth at my bar studying life – I wanted to write to you 2 weeks ago when I went shopping and bought a necklace that reminded me of you…

But a part of me is so empty that, for the most part, I no longer know what to say.

I feel that if I was to write every time I wanted to mark something or share every moment that I was reminded of you… I would write to you every day.
I could sit here every day and tell you in how many ways and how much you are missed in my life.

I’ve gone through stages in the last couple of months…some bizarre and some relatively normal I suppose. My grief has taken so many different dimensions that I have finally let myself be guided by this life-force so unfamiliar to me.
I hope that I will eventually arrive at that spiritual curtain where I will celebrate your life and embrace your spirit without always feeling this heaviness and sadness in my heart.
I know that this is my journey in grief and I know that you know that too.
and I thank you for helping me live through it every day.

I miss you.
B.


Lisa - Sunday, April 23, 2006

Hey Joce,
Missing you on your birthday and until the day I die. It’s fitting that it has been raining all day. I hope you can somehow feel or sense how much everyone loves you.

Dianna, Rob and Jesse - Sunday, April 23, 2006

We are thinking of you today, Angel girl

james - Sunday, April 23, 2006

like many who have come here, i never knew you, only learned your name because of this horrible tragedy...today i opened my toronto star and there you were. happy birthday jocelyn! and to your family and friends, i pray that time will soothe your pain...god bless you all.

Selena - Thursday, April 13, 2006

Jocelyn,
Thank you for being. Still being, you are felt everywhere, pure love and light. You are ecstatic, never static, never still, still being. Show us more of what you want us to know in this form of existence. I am ready and open to new beginnings, rebirths...


mooms - Friday, March 24, 2006

Voices, voices. Listen my heart, as only saints
have listened: until the gigantic call lifted them
clear off the ground. Yet they went on, impossibly,
kneeling, completely unawares: so intense was
their listening. Not that you could endure
the voice of God -far from it! But listen
to the voice of the wind and the ceaseless message
that forms itself out of silence. They sweep
toward you now from those who died young.
Whenever they entered a church in Rome or Naples,
did not their fate quietly speak to you as recently
as the tablet did in Santa Maria Formosa?
What do they want of me? to quietly remove
the appearance of suffered injustice that,
at times, hinders a little their spirits from
freely proceeding onward.

Of course, it is strange to inhabit the earth no longer,
to no longer use skills one had barely time to acquire;
not to observe roses and other things that promised
so much in terms of a human future, no longer
to be what one was in infinitely anxious hands;
to even discard one’s own name as easily as a child
abandons a broken toy.
Strange, not to desire to continue wishing one’s wishes.
Strange to notice all that was related, fluttering
so loosely in space. And being dead is hard work
and full of retrieving before one can gradually feel a
trace of eternity. -Yes, but the living make
the mistake of drawing too sharp a distinction.
Angels (they say) are often unable to distinguish
between moving among the living or the dead.
The eternal torrent whirls all ages along with it,
through both realms forever, and their voices are lost in
its thunderous roar.

In the end the early departed have no longer
need of us. One is gently weaned from things
of this world as a child outgrows the need
of its mother’s breast. But we who have need
of those great mysteries, we for whom grief is
so often the source of spiritual growth,
could we exist without them?
Is the legend vain that tells of music’s beginning
in the midst of the mourning for Linos?
the daring first sounds of song piercing
the barren numbness, and how in that stunned space
an almost godlike youth suddenly left forever,
and the emptiness felt for the first time
those harmonious vibrations which now enrapture
and comfort and help us.

Rilke


Winy - Friday, February 24, 2006


Thank you to all of you that worked so hard to make Jocelyn’s night a success. It was a beautiful evening and since then, I have been thinking of Jocelyn everyday. May her memory live it our hearts forever.

I remember seeing Jocelyn after high school at the gym~ she had a way of making sweating look so beautiful on that treadmill! She always reminded me that exercising was to make you feel good from the inside out. When I was discouraged that I wasn’t losing the weight quickly enough, she would remind me of my achievements and told me how proud she was of me. Her special encouragement will always have a special place in my heart.

The last time I saw Jocelyn, she was buying a birthday gift for her beloved Biana and she encouraged me to buy a yellow work shirt because she said it made me look beautiful. Everytime I wear this shirt, I think of her and how she had a special way of making everyone feel good around her.


Dana - Thursday, February 23, 2006

To Jocelyn’s family and friends,
I just wanted to express my thank you for Joce’s night. I’ve spent the past hour mesmerized by Si phong’s pictures and the last 4 days listening to Jocelyn’s cd. You guys did a really magnificent job and I just wanted to say thank you for how special it was. I hope to see you all again very soon.
love
dana

How Do I Love Thee? - Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.

I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.

I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!--and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.


natacha - Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Dearest friends and family of Jocelyn, I just want to express my sadness and compassion to you all even though I don’t know any of you. Looking at the Restaurant’s site I found the link and ...

My heart goes to you. My little sister was 16 when she died 2 years ago, as brutal and tragic as life is and always will be, on this day of LOVE let’s remember how our loved ones have taught us open our hearts to love better...and to take care of each other.

Though the pain and emptiness never seem to fade, it does...as you described what a wonderful, living, joyful person Jocelyn was...she still is. Her soul still is all that, and she would not like to see all this sadness, surely it would make her sad too...
Take courage and be strong, may God bless all of you in your pain and sorrow, may he give you the strength to hang on and live your lives better each and everyday in remembering how precious life is...Loving each other is our priority in Life... we should not waste any second otherwise.
Rest in the love of God dearest Jocelyn...surely all of you angels must be...

Johnella - Saturday, February 11, 2006

Dear Jocelyn,

I miss you soooooooo much... I come to your website every single day to see you and talk to you... Every since this horrific tragedy I am very sad on my ride to work as I know I will not see you and for almost a year I saw you every single day.(My heart is saddened, I find myself holding back tears as i hear your song on the radio))I think these feelings of emptiness will always remain, I wonder if there ever is closer?
What is helping me through this is your website and talking to Garth.
Your father is such a wonderful person and I can see your characteristics in him. He is all you spoke of and more. His love for you is forever and ever, and I can feel all the sorrow and pain he is going through whenever I speak to him. (I consistantly pray for his strength)

I feel as if you are still here with me even though I can not see you I can definately feel your presence here.

Your forever in my heart and always with me...(I carry you with me everywhere):)

You inspired soooo many people and had no clue you had such an affect on all of us. That is what true character is about, Just being you and giving so much of yourself, not expecting anything in return. (Unconditionally)
I know you see all of us down here and know our hearts and see that you will forever be the topic of our conversations.

I missed seeing Biana when she came down to Los Angeles but I know exactly what she is going through as she was your lifelong friend. It is very hard for closure to ever come and may never come but you were and still are truly loved and missed.

I know one day I will see you again and we will catch up on old times and just hang out and have one of those wonderful meals you created so perfectly...

My prayers are with your family and friends.

with all my love forever & ever


thanx - Wednesday, February 08, 2006

I JUST WANTED TO SAY THANK-YOU TO JOCELYN’S FAMILY AND FRIENDS WHO ARE DOING SUCH A GREAT JOB ORGANIZING THIS FUNDRAISER. I KNOW JOCELYN WOULD BE HAPPY AND PROUD OF THE WAY EVERYONE HAS COME TOGETHER TO MAKE THIS A REALLY SPECIAL NIGHT.

Sue - Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Beautiful Jocelyn,

Your father Garth is my connection to you. There’s a beautiful energy that emanates from him...I hadn’t know Garth for very long before hearing about what had happened to you...I was shocked and then immmediately felt a heaviness for what Garth must have been going through...Then came a "get together" at what I learned was one of your favorite places. It was a beautiful snowy night and your father sat with me, he was telling me about how candles were one of your favorite things...There were a few lit up at our table and around the room...He said that if you were here with us, all the candles in the room would eventually be on our table. That’s how much you loved candles...Just then, Garth bent down and we had space enough between us for someone to place a bright candle on the table...when Garth sat up straight and saw what had just happened, we gave eachother a look and I felt like I was beaming inside, my smile was from ear to ear and Garth was just speechless until finally he said "did you just see that? do you remember what I just said to you??? About the candles?" I was smiling and nodding, of course I did, he had just told me. We told others at the table about what Garth said just before the candle was placed there. I saw you, you’re pure light. You are everywhere. I have never met you but I see you everyday. Thank you Garth for sharing your daughter’s light with me and Jocelyn, what can I say...Shine on!
Much Love,
Sue.

Claire Montgomery - Friday, January 27, 2006

It’s taken me a long time to come to the site and write something to Jocelyn ... I have to say it feels strange because it has been years and there has been so much distance. I feel a lot of regret because I didn’t know Jocelyn as a "grown up". I can tell from hearing her family and friends speak at the memorial that she was truly alive and joyous and beautiful and loved and loving.

Jocelyn and I were friends when we were kids living on Bowood and going to Bedford. We went to Camp New Frenda together, skated on the rink at Bedford, played with Barbies, had picnics, sleepovers, birthday parties, and went to "after 4". Chad was often there with us too and I have a memory of her mother singing opera in the kitchen while we played outside. I wish I could remember more about those years but I remember knowing even then that I had a special friend in Jocelyn.

Jocelyn’s death really hit me. I feel so much for her family and her friends. Her death has made me think about life, what’s precious, and has made the work I do more meaningful and painful. I can tell you I think of Jocelyn every time a client tells me she feels at risk, or wants to leave, or wants to go back. I think of Jocelyn often - in the car on the way to work, when I drive past Bowood or the old Shark City. I don’t know what to do with these thoughts and feelings - I don’t know how to mourn someone I lost from my life a long time ago.

To Jocelyn’s family and friends - please know that I think of you often and wish you all well.

Rachel - Tuesday, January 24, 2006

I did not know Jocelyn. I was jut going to check out the menus at the restaurant, but have been reading about Jocelyn for almost an hour and feel a real sadness for you all who have lost such a wonderful spirit.
My day has just taken on a whole new outlook. thank you!
May you all stay so loving and supportive.

On Hearing of a Death - Tuesday, January 24, 2006

We lack all knowledge of this parting. Death
does not deal with us. We have no reason
to show death admiration, love or hate;
his mask of feigned tragic lament gives us

a false impression. The world’s stage is still
filled with roles which we play. While we worry
that our performances may not please,
death also performs, although to no applause.

But as you left us, there broke upon this stage
a glimpse of reality, shown through the slight
opening through which you disappeared: green,
evergreen, bathed in sunlight, actual woods.

We keep on playing, still anxious, our difficult roles
declaiming, accompanied by matching gestures
as required. But your presence so suddenly
removed from our midst and from our play, at times

overcomes us like a sense of that other
reality: yours, that we are so overwhelmed
and play our actual lives instead of the performance,
forgetting altogether the applause.

Rilke

biana - Friday, January 20, 2006

Many of us speak of closure, acceptance and serenity.
…yet some of us know better than to wish for these.

I recently made a short trip to Los Angeles in the hopes of finding my peace…or at least, to try and rest this heaviness in my heart.

I never thought that peace would ever become part of my vocabulary when I think of Joce. Yet, something compelled me to go there and experience her environment, her life, her affection and enthusiasm of this great city…

Although I visited Los Angeles many times before - this time I went to meet the city with her eyes and spirit - in no less than 24 hours, I sensed the mountain of liberty and magnetism that she recognized–
I sat on the beach and reflected on this great ocean and its endless horizon, I stayed in Santa Monica and enjoyed The Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf, I spent a small fortune in the shops on Robertson and partied my nights away with the girls…I did everything we ever talked about doing together.

you had to know Jocelyn in her heart & soul to know that she would love a city like Los Angeles.
and she did.

Due to the tremendous hospitality of Jocelyn’s and mine mutual friends, Kayleen, Shareen & Erin – I had this most touching opportunity to experience Jocelyn’s world and life as beautiful and carefree as it was.

I thank these girls for allowing me to grieve with them, cry with them and laugh with them – every one individually.
I am indebted to them for taking such genuine care of me and I am humbled by their generosity.

TO YOU LADIES – there is no better circle than this one.
I thank Josco for nourishing this bond and I thank you for continuing it.

TO JOCELYN – I’m so sorry I never made it every countless time I promised, but you were with me all the while…this was our Christmas present and I cannot express to you how wonderful it was.

I miss you, friend.
all my love forever - B


Patti and Brahm Taveroff - Thursday, January 12, 2006

Unfortunately Brahm and I will not be able to attend the fundraiser in memory of Jocelyn, as we will be out of town. We know that the evening will be a tremendous success due to the dedication and committment of so many wonderful people who worked so hard to make it so. We will be thinking of you all and of course of Jocelyn, who is always in our thoughts.
Patti and Brahm

Fran - Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Hi Garth....I am finally putting this little album together for you and your family. You must have thousands of pictures...but the pictures sure say more than a thousand words.
Her pictures say what we all know- she is beautiful, she is fun, she is loved,she is loving and is just a great and talented girl. I enjoy so much thinking of her as I put these pictures together.
Jocy definately was part of our small family for as long as we knew her. You and I had our chats over the years as we were trying very hard to be good parents to our two precious but precocious daughters. I think we did a good job with them as they grew up to be wonderful people and terrific friends. Shelley misses Jocy terribly...and has been deeply affected by what happened.
I am hoping now that you are ok...I would be happy to get together with you if you would like at anytime...
It is still impossible to believe.
Fran (Boothe) Woodrooffe

Heaven - Monday, January 09, 2006

...Remember the laughter we shared
please keep laughing,
I still laugh with you

No more sleepless nights, Mom
Please rest for me

In the morning I’ll be there
Rising with the sun

I am in your soul
I am your sunlight
I am the rays that break through
Mom, please understand
I do this now for you

My smile, he could not take that from me
My smile that graces the screen
It’s your smile, Mom...
It’s your smile now they see

For all I’ve become
It’s because of you
You’ve allowed the world to see
Your hope, your tears,
And now,
My spirit soaring free

It’s in our smile, Mom
It’s yours, it’s mine

Please, keep smiling for me

...

Mike - Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Hi Jocelyn,

I’ve been meaning to write for some time. I visit the site often, but haven’t had the words.

We met only a few times. I’m Janine’s husband, and I feel as though I’ve always known you. I’ve heard so many stories, both before and after this terrible, unimaginable tragedy.

The tributes from every person you touched is overwhelming. You are one of the rare people who actually make people feel. It’s a gift.

Driving home from your memorial, Janine asked me if I thought you were with us, could see us, could touch us. I assured her that yes, of course you were with us, but my words fell empty, meaningless, even to me. There was no comfort. Only confusion, anger, bewilderment, shock.

You are and always have been with us. You are in pictures on our mantel, our fridge, our walls. I came home one day before Christmas, and Janine’s first words were "Jocelyn was with me all day today." Thank you. Stay with Janine, stay with your beloved family and friends. Stay with the near strangers, like myself, who need to reach out to you. You will always be with us.

Please be at peace.
Love,
Mike





sach - Friday, December 30, 2005

...
Blessings and Love to You!!!

I know the void that is left in the lives that loved you most...is being filled day by day by your smiling and loving spirit...

Thank you for your Christmas gifts!

You aren’t as bound by time and space as we are here in the earthly dimension...but Happy New Year to you all the same...

May All Auspiciousness Be Showered Upon You and Your Loved Ones Eternally...



harris Falconer - Monday, December 26, 2005

this was a tough one Jocey...my favourite present every Christmas since we’ve known each other was hearing your voice on the other end of the line wishing me and my family all the best for the new year..I miss you terribly, I’ll never forget that night we spent together at the Hollywood Bowl drinking wine and watching Tony Bennett in concert..it was magic and not because Tony was there but because you were beside me ..love you always Harris..xoxo

marvin - Monday, December 26, 2005

hey Jocelyn its Marvin at work. Just know I think about u everyday. I tried to make the guacamole u made for everyone at UGO’s, but it wasn’t as good as urs that’s for sure. U will never go away u just aren’t right next to us. Merry christmas Jocelyn. Miss u a lot and u will forever remain in my heart. I told my parents and friends to please not get me anything for christmas. I said I only wanted to see them on that day. I am thankful for u in my life and i’ll see u again one day. That will be the greatest gift to me. See u in that special moment. The guys at work miss u a lot. We can’t even talk. I’ve never been with a group of men with so much strenght in one room that can only be left speechless, but we all know what were saying in our hearts.

biana - Sunday, December 25, 2005

Merry Christmas.

I can see you singing, dancing, filling the heavens with your laughter, your warmth, your bounciness, your folklore and recipes…
Somehow, I picture you having made friends where you are, even though you haven’t been there for long…. I see you with your ancestors and mine…I see you cooking, decorating, fully commemorating Christmas – this day that has always been treasured by you.

you are the celebration of this life beyond.
enjoy it.

this month has been difficult …yet, for the first time, I have to confess why - more so to myself than anyone else…

I see you in my prayers and in my charities, in my candles, my blessings and the gifts that I give…I see you with every smile that lights my face and I celebrate with you this season that we so loved and cherished together.

I wish you eternity of bliss, comfort and peace.

I love you and miss you more than the angels could ever tell you.
Merry Christmas - B


mooms - Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Out through the fields and the woods
And over the walls I have wended;
I have climbed the hills of view
And looked at the world and descended;
I have come by the highway home,
And lo, it is ended.

The leaves are all dead on the ground,
Save those that the oak is keeping
To ravel them one by one
And let them go scraping and creeping
Out over the crusted snow,
When others are sleeping.

And the dead leaves lie huddled and still,
No longer blown hither and thither;
The last lone aster is gone;
The flowers of the witch-hazel wither;
The heart is still aching to seek,
But the feet question ’Whither?’

Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?


Robert Frost


Sandra Manuel - Wednesday, December 14, 2005

No farewell words were spoken;
No time to say goodbye.
You were gone before we knew it
And only god knows why.

My heart still aches in sadness
And secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you,
No one will ever know.

They say memories are golden
Well maybe that is true
I never wanted memories
I only wanted you.

A million times I’ve needed you
A million times I’ve cried
If love alone could’ve saved you
You would’ve never died

In life I loved you dearly
In death I love you still
In my heart I hold a place
No one could ever fill

If tears could build a staircase
And heartache make a lane
I’d walk the path to heaven
And bring you back again

The family chain is broken
And nothing seems the same
But as God calls us one by one
The chain will link again.

Aunt Sandra

marty - Saturday, December 10, 2005

Joc,

I’ll always remember the song that was your voice, the way your laughter filled the office we shared, and the place you had in your heart for everyone you met.

I wasn’t fortunate enough to know you long but I’ll never forget you. You were a truly beautiful soul.

Alexandra - Friday, December 02, 2005

She was so angelic..a beautiful soul, this is so unjust.



mooms - Monday, November 28, 2005

I saw you yesterday at
Buckingham Palace.
You’ve changed the guard.
You’ve skimmed the water in the
Canadian memorial.
You were in the moon last night as
we flew over Ireland.
You were following me in the park.
The two squirrels—grey?
The crow—alone in the crowd of
pigeons?
The mockingbird…screeching at me?
That was you, wasn’t it?


Ashleigh - Thursday, November 24, 2005

Jocelyn,
My thoughts are with you every day, you are beautiful in every way. Your spirit will always be remembered.
Love to everyone,
Ashleigh
xo

biana - Thursday, November 24, 2005

Josco,

it’s been longer than most of us like to realize…yet it seems like years since we heard your laughter, received a phone call, heard your voice, got lost in the whirl of your presence, smile, your by-now-famous squeeze.

in the last two months, we have clustered with the hopes of easing this emptiness and grief by sharing stories, quietly laughing, reassuring each another –
but, more often than not, we have shared blank stares, unexpressed sadness….yet we have courageously tried to cope with this life, being our existence, as it continues without anything else to say but that you are gone.

two months?
every time I speak to anyone it seems like forever…or maybe it’s just me. it’s me who can’t understand that perhaps this is part of “the time” – the essence of which will lessen this anguish…I always think - well no – hope that one day I will wake up and be a little more of a normal person who understands – one that accepts the providence of life and just learns to live with it. I suppose that this time has yet to come.

I miss you – physically, emotionally, spiritually, genuinely.

I find comfort in my belief that, perhaps, in some way, it’s easier for you…..
to look from up above and smile – knowing that you are now settled – to know that you are at peace – to embrace that life to you is the life that we lead here because off you.

with your passing and in my deepest sadness, I now recognize how we aged…matured in this friendship…I don’t only miss you to share clothes with you or tell you my newest purchase – no – I miss you just to look at you, to see your eyes, to squeeze your hand, to smile at each other just like always – we don’t even have to speak.

I never questioned that this friendship would last forever – no one does that when you are this young – because we just planned everything and it all made sense.
we were to reach the beautiful golden days, with our gracious smiles and we were to be old and grey and wrinkled, and proud of it – and hopefully widowed, loving our families, laughing about our lives, always dreaming about the best clothes and perfume and still talking about men –
this was not our dream; it was our “matter of time”.
I never believed that it would end so soon, so abruptly, so viciously and selfishly.

there isn’t a day that goes by without you being in my hour.
love – b


Christopher Manno - Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Jocelyn,
I never had the pleasure of meeting you in my life, however I find myself weeping as I compose these thoughts.
I live across the street from your apartment and though we had not become friends I know without a doubt that I would have been honored to have been yours.
I remember hearing on breezy summer days the music that you used to play from your apartment. Stepping outside, it made me so happy to think that someone else in our neighborhood was listening to good music. I remember some great, great songs coming out of your windows.
Music is the expression of the soul and you seem to have developed a magnificent one. I can tell this by how many people love you and how they have described your life.
I believe that sometimes a person’s reach can go farther than they could ever imagine. I believe that sometimes we can break barriers. You broke more than the barrier of a street, you broke the barrier of my heart, and I didn’t even know you. Perhaps some day we will get a chance to meet...
Love
Christopher Manno


J. Sandy - Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Dear Garth:

As a child I used to watch you interact with your children. You used to talk to, read to, and nurture your children on a daily basis. I was always fascinated by your undeniable love for them and your desire to share the world with them. It seemed like they were a natural extension of you.

As I grew older, we became friends. I still watched you with your children. I was moved by the love that you poured into their souls each time I saw you. I watched them grow with confidence because of the love that was instilled in them when they were young.

Now that I am an adult, I see that this kind of fatherhood isn’t very prevalent in the world today. Through the media, we are constantly plagued with negative images of fathers and their children.

NOT YOU! You have always been the kind of father that set the example for the others. Jocelyn and I spoke of you on many occasions. We talked about having a father who is present, a father who showed a genuine interest in his children’s life, a father who was generous, who was kind, who taught, who disciplined and then immersed his children in love. She smiled brightly when we spoke of this because she knew she had that kind of father in you.

She went into the world and faced everything head on because of the seeds that were planted and nurtured in her as a child.

What a gift! She KNEW that she was loved by you. There was no question in her mind. There should be no question in yours. After all, she was Daddy’s little girl.

...call anytime...



IAN ALDEN - Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Hey baby
I finally made to your domain. I had to wait until I could handle it and it appears I will always feel this way for the rest of my life. I have your pic in front of me everyday and you bring me so much joy. You have brought me to a new understanding and clearity of what life really is all about. It is now that we will become connected because it was always my most sacred desire that our friendship would evolve.You have given me the courage to follow my dreams and my path will include you.

Your the best
Ian Alden

Anna Lisa Sang - Thursday, November 17, 2005

Jocelyn,

I reflect on you and only bright & beautiful thoughts come into my mind. You were an inspiration, such a laugh, stunning, bubbly, gorgeous, passionate about everything that you did and said & wonderfully magnetic in every way. I cannot begin to express how sorry I am that your family, friends & this world have to go on without you here. I miss you so much - your wisdom, strength & spirit are forever ingrained in my mind. Thank you for all the amazing things you have done for me - believing in me, starting my career, always lending an ear, a joke or a profound insight - you are so special to me. Whether it was fun summer days spent under the warm sun or long rainy days hidden away inside at work our memories are everlasting & I will treasure them forever. You will continue to inspire me every day of my life -

I’ll see you soon Joce, love you.

xoxo Anna.

Shelley - Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Jocey,

To know you, was to love you. You made everyone’s heart sing.

I look at the pictures of you every day and it makes me incredibly sad, but at the exact same time, I get goose bumps because I feel like you’re looking right back at me.

Just look at all the lives you’ve touched. I just got off the phone with your dad and he said that 16,000 people have visited your site — they’ve read your stories and learned a million more wonderful things about you.

I think of you every day. I miss your laugh the most...the way you’d throw your head back and squeal when you’d really get going...

You have a special place in my heart forever.

I love you.

Shelley xo


mooms - Tuesday, November 15, 2005

With you a part of me hath passed away;
For in the peopled forest of my mind
A tree made leafless by this wintry wind
Shall never don again its green array.
Chapel and fireside, country road and bay,
Have something of their friendliness resigned;
Another, if I would, I could not find,
And I am grown much older in a day.
But yet I treasure in my memory
Your gift of charity, and young hearts ease,
And the dear honour of your amity;
For these once mine, my life is rich with these.
And I scarce know which part may greater be,--
What I keep of you, or you rob from me.

Santayana


katerina - Monday, November 07, 2005

Our souls are parts of us that never die. Joc, you have such a contagious soul. There need not be testaments, as one glimpse of your eyes even through a picture will reveal the depth of your soul, your spirit and good nature. I cant imagine the pain of your closer friends and family. As a friend who drifted away from you many years ago, I often ask myself why we lost touch? Bonding with you felt like an old friend that I’ve known for years. Except we weren’t. We became friends because we worked together and saw each other all the time and instantly connected. Yet somehow we drifted away. The thing is the memory of you is so vibrant and clear, even after so many years. I still remember how you came to work with your hair all cut short and proclaimed proudly how you ‘cut it all yourself’ or when you described in detail about the antipasto you just ate at your friend’s restaurant and how succulent it was telling me about each flavor after every bite. Or how excited you were when your little sis started maturing as you told me all about how she was growing into a woman. I remember us standing next to each other in the lengthwise mirror and picking out our flaws and laughing at each other. But Joc you didn’t have any flaws, you simply had positive qualities. Your spirit, your genuine nature, the way you captured people and your passion for life make me look at your photos and remind me why all the people that love you feel the same way about you. As sad and sorry as I feel for your family, friends and all the pain that so many must endure at this time I feel a sense of strength, for having known you, for all those who were able to know you and feel that your heart was so big and your spirit so true that it was able to make differences and changes and impact in so many lives.
You are a rare gem and everyone who is here knows it.
Thank you Jocelyn, for always being YOU.
Love you katerina


moomers - Saturday, November 05, 2005

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Neruda


Meghan McEwen - Thursday, November 03, 2005

I have never met you Jocelyn. I went to the Thuet Cuisine website to look at the menu and saw your memoriam and came here. I have now been here for amost an hour and a half looking at pictures and reading all the wonderful things about you. You sound like you were an inspiration to everyone whos lives you touched. This was a nice way to start my day by reading about such a wonderful person and may you keep shining from above.
Meg

Janine - Thursday, November 03, 2005

Joce,

I have come here almost every day, sometimes more than once a day, but haven’t been able to write until now. I will never let the way you were taken from us overshadow the amazing and full life that you lived. This website and the intimate stories people are sharing will be a testament to that and will keep you with us.

I don’t remember the first time we met -we were at Bedford Elementary- but I don’t remember when we established that we were friends. I’ve tried hard to remember over the past month to recall the exact moment, but then I realized - it doesn’t matter how we became friends but more importantly that we were. You were such a big part of my life growing up. I will always remember getting ready to go out, listening to R&B and you helping me decide what I should wear and applying my make up (although I always thought it was TOO much). I looked up to you so much through Jr. High and high school. I thought how amazing it was that you
always had your finger on the pulse, but it didn’t take long to recognize that you WERE the pulse and everybody around you felt it and was inspired by your radiance.

I too remember some adventurous bus rides, and sleepovers; at the condo, Scarborough and Harcourt. The little roof area of Harcourt where we would tan when we skipped school – well, you tanned while I scorched (I never learned my lesson) but it didn’t matter because it meant hanging out with you. You opened my eyes to many new and amazing things. Things that our group of friends would not have dared to try otherwise... It was you who encouraged us grow and helped to broaden our minds; to look at things differently and from other people’s perspectives.

Recently our lives didn’t cross paths but when they did we both knew that it was like nothing changed. I am sorry to have missed out on the day to day details from the last few years...but I know we will see each other again and it will feel like yesterday. And you’ll tell me about what you ate that day and all of your amazing adventures since the last time we saw each other.

Continue to shine, so we can feel your warmth. Thank you for everything, tons of love. Janine


Garth and Jackie- please keep in touch.

Dana - Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Hi Joc,
It’s with an incredibly sad heart that I wanted to write to you and contribute in someway to your beautiful website which I would like to thank Biana so very much for creating. I read it everyday. It gives me comfort to learn how many people love Joc and sadness at the same time to read the amount of pain. The father of a friend of mine who also left us far too early wrote in his book that "the amount of pain one feels after the loss of a loved one is a measure of how much one loved them while they were here". His book and this thought helped me understand the process of grief and I thought I would share. To you Joc, I just still cannot believe it and I wish that I had more of the recent memories to share about you but most regrettably our paths crossed only a handful of times over the last couple years. Although, just one of the many great things about you Joc, is that no matter what, no matter how long it had been since I saw you last, you were without question, a breath of fresh air, a true delight to see and the cause of both a smile and laugh. You even brought smiles when you you did not know, every time I would hear about one of your most recent adventures from Shelley I would be proud and always happy for you. I remember meeting you in grade seven. I remember your beauty, inside and out, your laugh, your never being sad, and for some reason I remember when we were just kids how you protected us and taught us to ride the bus through the more questionable parts of Toronto. I remember sleepovers followed by blueberry crapes, tetris tournaments, and the fun we had at your dad’s infamous condo. I still think about it every time I pass by. I will forever remember the first time you reached across the table with your finger to lick my plate. I also remember when it became second nature to just pass my plate to you. I am very lucky to have known you and to have been able to grow up with you and promise that while you will be missed deeply your spirit and your energy will never be forgotten. I would like to thank your family for bringing such a beautiful girl and woman into this world and for allowing her to be shared with us. My sincerest and most heart felt condolences to Jocelyn’s family and all of her many close friends.
love always and forever, dana.

Kayleen - Monday, October 31, 2005

It has been a month and 7 days, I still cannot believe what has happened. Every night i go to sleep thinking about JJ (which is what i called her and she called me KayKay) what a caring, genuine, loving, beautiful person she was. Every morning I wake up thinking this was all a bad nightmare. I met JJ at Bedford Park in the 4th grade, she always had such a great sense of style even at the age of 9. We used to trade clothes and bags and became close friends. We stayed friends all through grade school, jr high and high school. Over the years, JJ and I lost touch like many of us do as we get older. 2 years ago I moved to LA and about 1 week before I left a friend of mine told me Jocelyn is living in LA and gave me her phone number. I was so excited to contact JJ as we hadn’t seen eachother in a couple of years. I called JJ the first week that I arrived and found out she was living about 25 minutes away from me. This was so amazing that I had a close friend from Toronto living here in LA. The moment we saw eachother, we hugged and it was like old times again. Jocelyn brought so much joy,laughter and happiness to my life. If i was ever having a bad day I would call JJ and she would answer ’’KayKay !!!!!" I would automatically start smiling. I have never met anyone who loved life and appreciated every single moment like JJ. I will never ever forget you and will always love you forever.
KayKay

moomers - Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Don’t go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don’t know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.

Don’t leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.

Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don’t leave me for a second, my dearest,

because in that moment you’ll have gone so far
I’ll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?


Monelle - Wednesday, October 26, 2005

My darling Jocelyn,

It has been a month since we got woken up at 2:30 am by a police officer giving your dad the horrific news of your murder.
In a spilt second our lives and the lives of by now hundreds and hundreds of people changed forever.

Jocelyn, we all new that you were a special person , but just how special is becoming more and more evident as the days go by. We are getting emails, phone calls, letters from so many people, many strangers to us, recounting loving stories about you promising to change their lives and the way they interchange with their loved ones as a result of meeting you and this awful tragedy.

Jocelyn I am proud to count myself amongst the souls that you have touched, that will be forever affected by having had you in their lives.

Love forever and always
Monelle


karen brooks - Monday, October 24, 2005

For such a young woman, just starting her life, Jocelyn left a legacy of love behind her. So many people were touched by her that the love connection continues to expand even after her passing. Isn’t that what living a life in full is really about? She contributed in a short period of time what others take lifetimes to do. If her mission was aborted early, maybe she will return with the morning sun. Look for her in the smile of a new born child. Much love always. KB

biana - Monday, October 24, 2005

hey,

it’s been a month…many things have changed and yet most remain motionless…somehow frozen in time.

I don’t quite remember posting my message to you here the last time…That first week, I don’t even remember living it – it was unlike any other week I had in my adult life…what I wish I could forever forget are my steps to Monelle’s house, the man I saw when I looked at Garth, holding Jackie, the weeping…the screams when I called my mom….as I tried to keep myself sensible and rational, my confusion and denial became even greater…
Eventually, I just gave up and allowed myself to grieve in a way I have never done before – I gave myself 2 hours between waking up and actually getting out of bed, I locked myself in my office, unable to talk to clients, staff, people…. I wore pyjamas to work and surrounded myself with my kids and my family and only the minority of those who knew the calamity of my life…
on one was ever allowed to take you away from the ones who cherished you the most – no one.

and then reality came by helping your family plan things that week and the unbearable task of writing a speech for your memorial...just sitting here in silence, my vision blurred and my heart in pieces, summarizing these memories in two pages - our lives together as friends…as sisters….My God, a book wouldn’t do it justice…
At first I was surprised by the ease with which I wrote it, but then I realized that I had always had a speech planned for you – but it was supposed to have a different tone, intended for a different time, place, occasion…. that speech, those candles, that Sunday – they have added years and decades to my life – and yet – you brought a gift – a gift of many people seeing each other after decades of being apart, hugging, smiling, reminiscing…one common ground, one shared touch – YOU, Josco.

I think about you and look at you everyday – you are on my office wall, screensaver on my computer, pictures on the shelves, the song of this website ceaselessly playing in the background, one candle lit for your journey- this is what my staff calls “a little shrine of Jocelyn”. I look at this picture of the two of us - some years back, two smiling faces sitting proudly next to each other, eating and drinking at some restaurant, I think Gus…we look so healthy, content, with the successes and joys of life yet to come. This picture has become YOU - I still talk to you about my girls, about Marc and his impossibly artistic demands, about my chefs and the waiters and how much they piss me off – I talk about all the things that you would understand and just make better. More than anything, I miss your assurances no matter how extravagant. I look at you on that picture – I smile and how I realize that every time I called you “weirdo” back then – I meant to say enlightening, embracing, intuitive, effervescent, vibrant…

In your recent absence you have brought things to my life only in the way they occurred in your life,,,spontaneously, naturally, without much fuss…as I embrace them, I let that energy guide me, settle me, teach me, support me….you and I, as always, like night and day, yet it’s like a harmony. Thank you.

People have told me that grief comes in stages and that time on its own heals the sharp edges of this pain…I have no idea what they’re talking about. I think I have yet to come out of this nightmare, I have yet to believe I will never throw my head back and laugh with you again…still, I talk about you as if you were here to people who never met you and to those that you briefly knew years ago. I hate condolences and sympathy because accepting them would formalize something a person rarely experiences…Since that day, one month ago, it seems that this abyss is permanent – without logic, without sensibility, without mercy.

I suppose everyone creates their shelter. I have. In this last month, I built my sanctuary full of emotions ranging from pure misery, to sadness, to anger, to denial and back all over again. One part of me feels that I’ve done really well – the other side, the one that shapes my heart and soul, misses you more than I could ever possibly describe or express.
I know you are overwhelmed with these pages….it’s who you are and what you’ve done – reached so many people…in my sadness you have driven me to do good - I asked Rob to help me set this site for you because I know and will forever remember your merriment of life – and I felt that everyone whose life you touched should rejoice in your spirit, your laughter, your vivaciousness. I have dedicated entire menus to you so that you can forever dine in style. I talk to Jackie, Garth, Ron and Monelle almost every day, but most importantly – I feed them. That’s the only thing I know how to do for them right now. They’re here every Friday night at 9pm, religiously…it’s wine and cheese and dessert and plenty of talking and sharing – Jocelyn’s Night…soon a table will be named for this occasion…

And we talk about you – that’s all we do, until Marc joins in and shares his gruesome hunting stories and statistics on animal steroid consumption (like anyone fucking cares – but he makes us laugh and he makes Monelle cringe – just watching it is pure entertainment)….Your uncle Keith comes too and he has his Pepsi amongst the seasoned Grey Goose drinkers…Chad came too, and he didn’t want to eat because he happened to have a hot dog just before (only he would say that)
…I always smile when I see them here, although a part of me is wounded…for them, for me, for your life…. but, it’s almost like the old days – except you’re not on the phone with me discussing the menu…- yet you are here, you are listening and laughing and I see your eyes full of joy and pure fulfillment, that luminous smile across your face – you are at peace knowing you continue to bring your people together.

I haven’t been able to tell your story – strange thing, I just can’t say it….Yet, you have taught me many things…. you remind me to smile no matter how tough my day may be, you have made my coffee a pure delight just like it was a decade ago…you have taught me to value simplicity and honesty, to marvel at the sun that shines every day, to love the minutes that pass every hour – you have taught me more in the last 30 days than what I tried to tell you in the last 16 years.

Thank you ….Thank you for the necklace, earings - you are with me…on me and next to me, always
this is you Josco, and it’s just your beginning – we will accomplish great things for you.
Promise
weloveyou-b, emi and eva


A friend - Friday, October 21, 2005

We used to be frightened and scared to try
Of things we don’t really understand why
We laugh for a moment and start to cry
We were crazy!
Now that the end is already here
We reminisce about old yells and cheers
Even if our last hurrahs were never clear

Farewell to you my friends, Farewell
We’ll see each other again
Don’t cry because it’s not the end of everything
I may be miles away but here is where my heart will stay
With you, my friends with you

Yesterday’s a treasure today is here
Tomorrow is on it’s way the sky is clear
Thank you for the memories of all the laughter and tears
And not to mention our doubts and our fears
They hypertension we gave to our teachers and peers
It’s really funny to look back after all of these years

Farewell to you my friends, Farewell
Well see each other again
Don’t cry because it’s not the end of everything
I maybe miles away but here is where my heart will stay
With you, my friends with you.


Erin - Friday, October 21, 2005

I have known Jocelyn for nine years. In that time we have grown from co-workers, to friends, to best friends, and finally, to a union so close that time and again we would find each other finishing the other’s sentence, feel sad when the other felt sad, and happy when the other felt happy. To use a word in common English to express the loss I have experienced, would disrespect Jocelyn. A word this profound simply doesn’t exist.

During the last three and a half years, I had the honor and pleasure of living with and sharing a life with Jocelyn. We would begin almost every day on our deck, in our p.j.’s, sipping coffee, watching Venice “wake up,” giddily talking about our plans for the day. We would end almost every night on our deck, in our p.j.’s, sipping a night cap, watching Venice “go to sleep,” giddily talking about our plans for life.

Throughout these conversations, which I count to be in the thousands…literally, dreams were shared, hearts were broken, tears were shed, but most often laughs were heard. Nothing gave me more pleasure than to make Joc laugh and when I am most sad I can hear that laugh ricocheting through my head reminding me she is not to be grieved, but rather celebrated.

What overwhelmed me the most about Joc, was how deeply she appreciated, and understood life. She had figured out what the world’s great mathematicians and philosophers still try, in vane, to understand…As she would say, “She just ‘Kept it Real!’” She never sugar-coated the bad, and couldn’t contain her joy over the good. Her mantra was simple: Enjoy every day as though it were your last. And as I am her witness, she did just that. She was never short of honesty or love with me. She inspired me and understood me in a way that nobody else possibly could. I can only hope that I contributed to her, half of what she gave to me.


It is easier to be a pessimist than an optimist, especially in these times. It is easier to let life get you down and quit, than to try. Joc worked tirelessly every day to see the goodness and the purpose in life. She did it with grace and a smile on her face, and by example, proved it was always better to see your glass half full, no matter how hard you have to squint.

In my nine years with Joc, she taught me some of my most valuable lessons, not by preaching, but by simply being. She amazed me, especially in these last years, on an almost daily basis. Constantly pursuing big, complex dreams, I could never understand how she took such pleasure in the simplest of things – a breath of fresh air, a sip of a cool drink, or the sun on her face. Even in her death she still continues to teach, to share her wisdom. I know now, these simple things are not only important, they are in fact, the very reason to live.

I would like to express my deepest respects to Garth and Jackie, and thank them not only for bring an angel into the world, but for sharing her with me.

It is said that only the good die young, and in Jocelyn’s case, this couldn’t be more true.

:::

Jocelyn (“Princess Jocey”):

I can feel you all around me. I want you to know I cherish every moment we spent together, each one is irreplaceable. Please don’t worry, these tears staining my cheeks are not tears of grief, but rather tears of joy for having the great fortune to know you, love you, and be loved by you.

You may not be here, but you’ll never be gone, because my love for you will never die.

Xoxoxoxo….“little Falc”


Dianna - Friday, October 21, 2005

I never saw a moor,
I never saw the sea;
Yet know I how the heather looks,
And what a wave must be.

I never spoke with God,
Nor visited in heaven;
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the chart were given.

Emily Dickinson

PS. Keep talking..M’s is listening


David - Friday, October 21, 2005

I loved sharing those special moments the two of us had together. With all my love forever and ever.


Alexandria - Friday, October 21, 2005

Jocelyn
Your kind loving spirit will always stay with us. We worked together, laughed together. I don’t know why this happened but you are in a better place. A fearless campaigner for freedom and equality who committed her life to making others smile. You will always be in our heart. RIP

Lora - Thursday, October 20, 2005

Garth,
I felt a searing jolt of pain go through me when I heard, for the sweet little girl who would wrap herself around my forearm and fall asleep, for the young woman I never knew and for you Garth. All things work together, all things, there is purpose.

My prayers, my thoughts, and my feelings will always be with you.

Lora

Maria Siakotos - Thursday, October 20, 2005

My heartfelt sympathies to your friends and family. I met Jocelyn at Northern and I remember what a wonderful person she was. I hadn’t kept in contact with her but after reading all the comments on this website, I know she still is and will always be a wonderful person. I can not believe she is gone but I do believe she is in a better place.Rest in peace. With lots of love, Maria Siakotos

Akmad Hussein Albintalib - Thursday, October 20, 2005

Jocelyn sounded like a wonderful women and daughter. I am sorry to hear of your daughters death. I apologize for the actions of others and urge you not to take to hate but understanding. Men and Women in this world need inspiration through this from the parents and families. I wish the best for your family.

Mary - Thursday, October 20, 2005

Touted as “the smartest kid in class” by her schoolmates, her greatest attribute was her kind heart. Though she was bright, athletic, beautiful, funny, and popular, Joce chose as her best friend a girl that shared few of her talents.

Mary Ashrashmanhour - Thursday, October 20, 2005

rest peacefully my beautiful baby, this is not fair, I search for reasons that this happened to you guys, I guess I’ll never know, I will always remember our late night conversations.

Gabor and Jane - Sunday, October 16, 2005

Garth and Monelle

While we did not meet Jocelyn, we very much wish we had after all the touching stories we have heard about her. She was obviously a very beautiful person in so many ways.

Garth, we can’t imagine how much you must miss Jocelyn but we know she will bring meaning in your life through the special memories you will forever cherish.

Our thoughts and support are continuously with you....Gabor and Jane

Jacqueline Sandy - Saturday, October 15, 2005

Hi, Jackie (Jocelyn’s Mom):

I’m at home and I am thinking about Jocelyn. I just spoke to Charlie and we both admitted that a day doesn’t go by without many, many thoughts of Jocelyn. I had always thought of Jocelyn as a friend. However, I had NO IDEA how much she had affected my life. It has really surprised me.

In January of ‘05, Jocelyn gave me a bag of Granola as I was leaving her apartment in LA. I had casually mentioned that I needed more bran in my diet, and she surprised me with a bag of her favourite granola. Although I finished it, I kept the bag…probably because Jocelyn gave it to me. Gifts were always special when they came from her. I pulled the bag out again this morning and thought of her.

This morning, a friend called and has insisted that I go out with him this evening to let off some steam. He suggested dancing. I said no. Then I thought, "What would Jocelyn want me to do?" Somehow, I knew the answer.

In my melancholy, I can almost hear her say, "Now, Jackie, get up and do something fabulous...sing...dance...cook...spend time with a friend..." She was life!

As I think about Jocelyn, I can’t help but think about the fact that she was a natural extension of you. I know that because, I am also a natural extension of you. You taught many of us how to LIVE, COOK, EAT, DANCE, SING, LAUGH, DRINK, SET-A-TABLE, and so on, and so on.... I hope you find some solace in that fact.

On Thursday evening, someone called to tell me that she had perused Jocelyn’s website and had also watched the Memorial Service via webcast. She could FEEL the spirit and the love for Jocelyn through the stories that were shared during the service. Although she had never met Jocelyn, she could see, hear and feel the effects that this one life had on so many others. She admitted that her life had been changed as a result of that day...because of Jocelyn.

That is the message isn’t it? That’s it. If we can somehow affect one life while we have breath. Just one. Then perhaps we can change the soul and perhaps the path of another human being on this planet. One life. That’s it.

Jocelyn did just that...

As the one who gave birth to Jocelyn, I think I can speak for many others when I say, THANK YOU for giving the Earth such a beautiful gift. If you need anything, just call.

Love you.


Jacqueline Sandy


moomers - Friday, October 14, 2005

Dancing girl: transformation
of all transience into steps: how you offered it there.
And the arm-raised whirl at the end,
that tree made of motion,
didn’t it fully possess the pivoted year?

Didn’t it, so that your previous swirling might swarm
in the midst of it, suddenly blossom with stillness?
and above,
wasn’t it sunshine, wasn’t it summer,
the warmth,
the pure immeasurable warmth that
you gave?

But it bore fruit also, it bore fruit,
your tree of bliss.
Aren’t they here in their tranquil
season: the jug,
whirling to ripeness, and the even
more ripened vase?

And in the pictures: can’t we still see
the drawing
which your eyebrow’s dark evanescent
stroke
quickly inscribed on the surface of its
own turning?

Rilke

Lisa Mendelson - Thursday, October 13, 2005

This is the second time I have come to share my words. Between memories, thoughts and updates on Garth and Chad...you might be seeing alot of me.

I feel like you read these entries...in fact I can see your eyes overflowing with tears reading the sadness and I can hear you laughing at the fun memories. You have such a distinct Jocelyn laugh.

I’ve seen Garth a few times this week. We went walking, family dinners...we talk about the after life and he so badly wants to believe. He so badly wants to know that he will see you again and that you are in a better place. Though the emptyiness will never be filled and the sadness never fade...we will get accustomed to living with the pain. It will become familiar and we will be able to move on with you in our heart and mind.

Chad has your iPod. You know how much he loves music. And though he will add music, he is so happy to live through those 72 songs that you put on. Perhaps he pictures you listening to them while he does.

I’ve been carrying around a little picture of you in my wallet that I got from my mum. I see you many times a day...in fact everytime I see you my bank account seems to get a little smaller ;)

Talk to you soon,
Love Lisa

CAFE UGO - Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Jocelyn we all miss you so much but we know you will always be with us. You will always be on our minds every time we smile.Johnella also misses you alot.I made your favorite Tiramisu today and Ray made pasta that will blow your mind away.Your presence will never go away with your Cafe Ugo Family and of course Johnella and the guys next door. You brought so much love and comfort to all of us.

With Love Cafe Ugo


Sidney & Susan Cohen - Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Although we never had the chance to meet Jocelyn, we got to know her very well by listening to Garth’s reports of his prized and beautiful daughter. She was a constant source of pride to her dad and after attending the memorial, we can understand why.

The tragedy of your loss touched our family very deeply as it proves that life is so precious and delicate.

Jocelyn’s memory will be a source of joy to all those who loved her.

Patti Taveroff - Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Dear Jocelyn,
It has taken me a long time to write down my thoughts, although they have been playing over and over again in my mind. Even though I met you only a few times I felt as though I knew you so well. Over the course of the last nine years I had hundreds of conversations with your loving and devoted father, who was so proud to share your acheivements, your dreams and your goals. He helped me get to know you. Although you are no longer here physically, those conversations have not stopped as we continue to keep your spirit and memory alive. You were a very special person , full of love, life and beauty. You are an inspiration to all those who loved you and knew you. You will be in our hearts and minds forever.
Love Patti Taveroff

Lucette Schindler - Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Dear Jocelyn,
You were young, beautiful and talented with such a bright future ahead of you. Fate got in the way and I beleive that you are in a better place. You have left tremendous emptiness and sorrow to those who loved you. Our family will be here for your dad, Monelle, Chad. May you rest in peace.
Love Lucette Schindler.

Farah & Julia - Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Julia and I just heard the tragic news today (Oct. 11). What a shock, what a loss. Our deepest condolences to Jocelyn’s family and friends.
We knew Jocelyn from junior high & high school. We’d skip school together, exchange clothes and make-up tips and EAT - oh, how we’d eat! We always loved her magnanimous nature and outgoing spirit; her love of food & fun and her ability to talk to anyone with uncomparible sincerity and attention.
I last saw her before her move to LA, when she worked for Flare. I’d bump into her on the streetcar in the morning - her energy was always high-octane, her face and eyes glowing and gorgeous, her greetings were always a big hug and "Great to see you!"
The cycles of friendships may constantly be in flux, but we’re happy and grateful for our time with such a beautiful young woman.
xoxo Farah & Julia

MIRIAM AND RON SEGAL - Monday, October 10, 2005

Dear Jocelyn,
We never had a chance to meet, yet we feel we know you well after hearing the many tributes at the Memorial Service. Your life was a true inspiration to many people.

We’ll look forward to learning more about you from our valued friendship with your Dad.

Miriam & Ron

julie brisset - Sunday, October 09, 2005

Jocelyn,

Your life may have been short but your spirit will live forever.
I will never forget the times our path crossed: when you worked out with Monelle,Garth and myself; when we were out dancing in the club you worked at; when we had family gatherings at Monelle’s house and when we had a wonderful Christmas dinner at your mother’s place... every time, I remember you as someone who embraces life, passionate, bubbly and absolutely gorgious. Your love of life was contagious and I must say you always inspire upbeat happiness to anyone around you...
You will be missed but never forgotten...
I promise you that I will be there for your dad and hopefully help soften the blow of your passing as he is such a wonderful man and I’m so lucky to have him as a friend.
Love never dies...May you rest in peace in heaven.

Alessandra - Saturday, October 08, 2005

Jocelyn, you are a beautiful spirit, soul & being, and in all of this I know that your spirit, soul & being is not lost forever, a piece of it lives in all our hearts every day, and will continue to do so for the rest of our days. I truly believe you live more than one life, and I know yours will be lived again. I am so deeply grateful that I was able to have you in my life, and I know you are looking down at us all saying "Hey" as Michelle so perfectly put it. I loved every minute I had with you and look forward to having more in another place. You are in my heart forever, Love you, Alessandra.

Denise W. - Friday, October 07, 2005

My dear Joce,

I’m devastated that you’re gone. Such a beautiful person leading such a true life. I learned so much from you through the years at Flare. You were a shining light. Your passion, kindness, warmth, dedication, and perseverance inspired me and will continue to do so as I carry on with only the fondest of memories. Thank you for what you brought to my life.

jules thuet - Friday, October 07, 2005

dear,jocelyn we will all miss you. you were a great friend to everyone,and a great person in all.
I remember when you were in a fashion magazine you came to the farm and gave us a copy even though we already had like 5 copies.I personally remember you forever and you will always be in are hearts.

love, jules

Monellle Mendelson - Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Jocelyn,
My heart is shattered. I think about you every minute of every day. While your dad talks of your past I only think of your future and what could have been. I promise to always take care of your DADIBLES.

love forever and always

marc - Wednesday, October 05, 2005

dear joce,

i will miss you.
i will miss the way you would explain my own dishes better than me...i will miss the way you made me blush when i made my way into the dining room and i heard you say, with your big lips, OH MY GOD and the whole dining room would turn and stare at us...i will miss being your dishwasher when you cooked at our house...

but more than that, i will miss your smile, the colour of your eyes and your genuine spirit...i will miss the girly talks with you and bee

what i will miss the most is our friendship.

i know that one day you and i will cook the greatest dinner up there or where ever it will be using the best ingredients that we can imagine

right now, i’m comforted by knowing you are with us, the wind is your laughter, the sun are your eyes and you are the brightest star in the sky and every night,when i leave the restaurant, i say good night to you.

ce n’est qu’un aurevoir, pas un adieu
a bientot
love - marc

John Higgins - Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Go well dear friend.

Fly with the Angels.

We know Joc, you have even the Angels in Heaven laughing now.

I feel honoured, humbled, and oh so grateful to have heard that laughter, enjoyed your smile, and soared in your company, in your presence. To have celebrated in your happiness, and missed you in your absence. To have partied with you and Bee at Karaoke a hundred times until the sun came up.

You have been taken from us far too soon. There are no words adequate enough.

No sense can be made from this selfish act because it makes no sense.

He couldn’t have known the person we knew. Not the way we knew her. The friend we knew. The girl, the force, of energy, the dynamo, the exquisite perfection we knew.

Gone far too soon. You will live now in our kindest deed, our loudest laughter, and our treasured memories. In our silent prayers and in our smiles as we remember you. In our fight against violence as we honour you.

I am so lucky to have known you. Thank you friend.



To Jocelyn’s family, thank you, thank you for having such a daughter and sending her out and into our world. My sincerest and most heartfelt condolences. I cannot imagine.

To Jocelyn’s family and friends, may we see her again in Heaven, where no doubt she will show us around, lead us over to where the ’good’ food is, and have us laughing with her new friends, the Angels. Where we will sing with her again.

Rest well, friend.

John







Angela Zaltsman - Tuesday, October 04, 2005

I am not sure how many years has passed since I last saw you but I do remember your smile,energy and the passion you had for your famly.

You were more than a pleasure to work with. You were always so wonderful to have around.
WOW! What great energy you had!

I am so glad that I had the pleasure of knowing you and your smile.

Although I had not seen you for a few years, you were certainly not forgotten by me. I kept track of you through your friends. I was so proud to hear that your made the big move.

Jocelyn, I wish I saw your smile more often.

Thank you for the beautiful memories and the joys we shared at Shark City.

Lot’s of love,

Angela Zaltsman

Beatriz J. - Tuesday, October 04, 2005

I had the privilege to work with Jocelyn for more than two years. During that time, I Iearned from her so many beautiful things about life, especially about always having a smile on your face and being generous no matter what. I will always be thankful to God for having put Jocelyn in my life, for all those long conversations we had about the essence of life, for the grandeur of her soul.
My prayers go to her parents, familly and friends, Jocelyn will be deeply missed and remembered.
But she is with us right now, we shall not forget her love for life is still too powerful, she will live through us, always.

Elyshia Rohlehr - Tuesday, October 04, 2005

First I would like to send my regards to Jocelyn’s family and friends. I first met Jocelyn when I was 15 years old in grade 9, she was one of the first people I encountered at Northern, sweet, innocent, and a bundle of joy to be around always. I always remembered hangin with all the girls, (Jocelyn, Toby, Kayleen, Evan, Denise, Jen, along with others during school and after school. I have many memories of Jocely to which I will never lose sight of, but keep forever in my heart to share with my children. My son told me mommy she will return, like an angel sent from god, he is only six and after he told me this he went to his bedside and said a prayer for her. I only ask that she is in peace and watches over her fmily and fiends unltil the day I can be with her in heavin. Rest in peace Jocelyn, my thoughts and wishes are with you Love alwys and forever.

briar - Tuesday, October 04, 2005

I had not met Jocelyn, I met people that she had touched the lives of. If there is that much to give that she gave to them then I wish I had met her. I hope there is that much to give. I send all my love to Jocelyn’s family, Jocelyn’s friends and her spirit.

Because of you, those that loved her she was able to light up your lives.

bri



Adine and Ron Einbinder - Monday, October 03, 2005

We met Jocelyn once about 4 years ago, but even once was enough to leave a lasting impression. Her outgoing personality put people at ease and her zest for life was felt by all. Garth has been in our family now for almost 9 years. The way he spoke about her during those years, showed just how special their relationship was and how much love there was between them. Our family will always be by his side, and Jocelyn can be at peace knowing that Garth will be well taking care of by our family.

Rich - Monday, October 03, 2005

Jocelyn...I only wish that I could have been there to protect you. You deserved better, honey. I hope you are at peace.

Love always,

Rich

Lisa Mendelson - Monday, October 03, 2005

I believe that there is more to life. I believe that once a life is gone the soul evolves to a higher plain. A plain that is peaceful, a plain where knowledge is endless and happiness is conclusive. It brings me comfort to know and I hope it brings all of you the same comfort that Jocelyn’s soul, her spirit is boundless and imperishable.

Effervescent, demiurgic, unbiased, innocent, honest...I could go on for days. Jocelyn glowed. I can still see her light and feel its warmth around me, around Garth, around us all.

Jocelyn and I set our parents up almost 9 years ago. What started as a brief meeting for coffee ended up a union of two hearts...best friends. And I want Jocelyn to know that Garth will be well taken care of. Mom will be there by his side every day to hold his hand, and provide strength...a shoulder to cry on. To listen, to laugh and keep all the memories alive. And my sister and I will continue to be honoured to have such a kind and caring man in our lives. A surrogate father who notices every time we change our hair, tells us if these jeans make our butt look big and looks out for us as if we were his own.

Between family and the infinite amount of friends that Jocelyn touched along her 29 year journey, not a day will go by where a memory isn’t recounted. Whether it brings a grin, a tear or makes the corner of your mouth turn up...we must never forget...we will never forget.

I love you Jocelyn.

Tanya D. - Monday, October 03, 2005

You only had to talk to Jocelyn for one minute to know how bright her spirit shone. I met Jocelyn in highscool and I will never forget during the TTC strike the two of sitting and talking for hours as we waited for our ride home. She was an excellent conversationlist, full of honesty, zest and laughter. You were awe struck by her external beauty but even more so at her internal light. She gave nothing but herself and I am so honored that I had the opportunity to share moments in time with her. Joce, I thank-you for those memories.

Neel - Monday, October 03, 2005

I only met Jocelyn 2 times through work, but her aura was unforgetable. When I heard the news it made me so angry that such a vibrant spirit was taken from us in such a manner. I have to believe that there has to be some powerful force that needed Jocelyn’s presence more than we did here. To her family and close friends take solace in the fact that you only had to meet Jocelyn one time to realize she was a special person.
"Some birds aren’t meant to be caged, their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up, does rejoice. But still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they are gone."
Jocelyn, may you be with angels and watch over your loved ones.

Jenifer - Sunday, October 02, 2005

I was a customer of Jocelyn’s and I saw her on a weekly and sometimes daily basis. When she entered the room I was aware of a wonderful warm energy. Her smile was contagious and I could always count on a compliment. "You are wearing my favorite suit she would say" She was patient, loving and beautiful. In the short time that I knew Jocelyn I came to know a person who would always choose to patiently help someone else at times before herself. I am profoundly sad about the loss of such an amazing person. In the days since her passing I often find myself hearing her voice describing food on the ugo menu. "don’t keep ordering the same thing, you will get bored, try something new" she would say. In those words I am reminded of Jocelyn’s spirit and her desires to live life each day new and full of promise. My heart goes out to her parents, friends and extended family. I can’t even begin to comprehend the loss that they must feel.

Sacha - Sunday, October 02, 2005

The Heavens have gained a beautiful smiling Spirit of Love...and the Earth must now remember...You walked upon the earth like an angel smiling and laughing...and now I see you flying, dressed in white, in the rays of the Sun...

I am forever thankful that I got a chance to meet and share precious moments with such a special person.

Thank you to all Her close friends for paying homage and tribute here and Jocelyn’s family for allowing those who couldn’t attend in person a chance to see the heartfelt occassion...

Joss was a person who always inspired me...She encouraged me to go to University in London, England when I was doubtful...years later I received a First Class Degree from SOAS...I have often talked of Her as the perfect example an independent woman...She always worked so hard - and practically never asked anybody for anything...She was never afraid to take the hard road and made when she did - she made it look easy...She was always honest and pure...at Shark City I remember a customer giving her around a $500 (American) tip...She took it and put in the tip jar...He protested and said it was only for Her because she was such a great person...He made sure She kept it in Her pocket...but when He left...She shared the tip with all the staff...That is just one of many experiences I have witnessed where friends and strangers alike have been captured by Her fantabulous personality...She had such charsima that set Her apart...

I’ll always remember our deep philosophical discussions - often while you were doing ten million things at the same thyme...I know you as such a multi-faceted person because of your unique way of expressing your views on complex, sensitive topics and issues...

Through the years we talked more and more about spiritual subjects...and I’ll miss those the most...I’ll have to wait to see you in the Promise Land...and there we’ll all sing and dance again!!!

"There’s a land that I have heard about
So far across the sea
To have you all, my dreamland
Would be like heaven to me

We’ll get our breakfast from the tree
We’ll get our honey from the bees
We’ll take a ride on the waterfalls
And all the glories, we’ll have them all

And we’ll live together on that dreamland
And have so much fun
Oh, what a time that will be
Oh yes, we’ll wait, wait, wait and see
We’ll count the stars up in the sky...

...And surely we’ll never die"

Dreamland




Johnella Ellis - Sunday, October 02, 2005

I knew Jocelyn about a year but no one has ever touched my life in such a short time as she has, she always had a smile and a kind word of encouragement. Alot of people never experience the kind of friend that she made you feel like. My thoughts and prayers are forever with her family and friends and co-workers.


Johnella Ellis

Bissa - Saturday, October 01, 2005

you were a part of this family and your youth was part of my life...i miss your laughter, your appetite, but most of all, i miss your heartfelt hugs.
you will forever have a special place in my heart.
may peace be with you.
love always - Bissa (Biana’s mom)

Mikhail Kirik - Saturday, October 01, 2005

I still can’t believe it. Just not fare. I saw Jocelyn on thursday , while she was walking down the street, and i called her, and she called me back and we jocked and we laughed. She always laughed. Always happy, full of energy, full of life. I still can’t believe that she’s not there. But she’ll always stay with everyone who knew her. She’ll be in our memories and our hearts. She can’t just be gone, she is always here.

Biana - Thursday, September 29, 2005

I have yet to believe that there is a friendship beyond you.
thank you for all the coffees and grey goose & waters, for the laughter, for being each other’s dates, for your generosity and your thoughtfullness, for the secrets and our "counts", your recipes, your smiles, your devotion to marc and my girls - and the lifetime of your hugs - i was so fortunate to get them all the time.
I will miss you new year’s and Valentine’s and every day from this day forward...
thank you for being you and bringing your life into mine.
i love you - always - biana

Robert VanTol - Wednesday, September 28, 2005

I do not know the words to describe how I feel now that Jocelyn is gone. I did not see her often but everytime I did see her she lit up the room with her smile.

My thoughts and prayers go out to her parents, extended family and all of her special friends who have made my life better by knowing them.


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