Betty.

Not long after Jon and I started dating, I told him I wanted to meet 
his mother. It was the greatest trip - Jon called Betty and told her 
we were coming, we hopped in the car, drove straight through from 
Palo Alto, and showed up in the middle of the night.

Betty always greeted me with the warmest hug. When I was with her, I 
felt transported to another world. Time with her was marked by her 
voice - beautiful and clear like a bell - her amazing optimism, her 
honesty, and of course her music.  I grew up in a somewhat musical 
family, but it was nothing like this! Jon and Betty sang so much 
together, others joined in too. When Rosalie came along, and then 
Arnon, Betty would get down a box of musical instruments for them to 
play with. Seeing her with my children, her grandchildren, I felt she 
was filling them all the way up with her love. I am honored to have 
known her, loved her. I am honored to have her influence live on in 
my family. Her health was never good during the time I knew her, but 
she kept on. Now she is gone, and we miss her.

Janet Smith