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The Artist Behind the MYCC Pool & CH Murals

mural_002aaJayne is adept in all facets of art, original murals, decorative painting and sculptures are Jayne's specialties. Involved with art all through school, Jayne attended Kent State University, Rio University, Akron University (dropped out when Math was the next subject!!) majoring in psychology and a minor in art. She went on to teach art Kindergarten – 12th grade for 12 years, 13 years at Buckeye Joint Vocational School in New Philadelphia, Ohio. She also taught three years at her alma mater, Kent State. She traveled though out Ohio teaching classes in rural towns, participated in art shows, designed and built state winning floats, large corporation sets and Convention and Visitors Bureau displays. With the help of family, many friends and talented co workers, she led the way to success.

She has owned and operated a working studio and storefront for thirty years in her home state of Ohio. Resigning and closing up her shop in 2000 she and her husband, Rob, moved to Florida in search of an adventure with a tropical view. In addition to art, Jayne's joy in life includes: a daughter, Amy, who owns and operates a day spa (totally art deco tropical theme!!!) in Owensboro, Kentucky; her grandchildren Chris and Taylor, both college students; her three sons Rik, a play write, Christian speaker, and movie maker in Burbank, Raymond, an investment banker in San Francisco, and Robert, who owns his own telecommunications business.

So, whether an original mural in a living room, den, kitchen or nursery of the home….a business lobby, interior or exterior walls…designs on antique or modern furniture, sparkling filigree on a child's face or creating a corporate logo – Jayne has an intuitive ability to draw from her paint the perfect expression each client desires.

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A Thumbnail Sketch of Someone You Know

cloverShe’d always been the determined type.  So nobody was surprised when she left her home and family in Dublin and headed for Newton, Massachusetts  when discovering, upon completing her design school course, that there were no jobs for designers in Ireland.  That initiative quickly paid off. In no time she came upon a perfect position in Boston as one of five designers of children’s clothing for the Hickory Dickory Frock Company.

She and the job were a perfect match. In time she married, and when children came along she recognized that she was cut out to be a stay-at-home mom.  Yet, during those family years she managed to attend summer school and earn a teaching certificate.  When the children were safely in bed each night, out she ventured to teach sewing and cutting at night school and keep her skills intact.

Back to the drawing board.
And then, voila! her oldest daughter left for college, her career timing clicked in, and back our heroine went to the Hickory Dickory Frock Company! There, for the next sixteen fulfilling years, she happily designed girls’ blouses in four size groups for each of the four seasons of the year as the industry dictated. She herself selected the buttons and trimmings and cut the first pattern in each size. Then the sewing process was turned over to a specialist to produce the samples which were sent to the company headquarters in New York for appraisal by the buyers.

Most styles then went into production and bore the labels of stores such as Sears or Lerners.  Some styles were rejected, with the samples available to employees for purchase at cost!  For years she was able to select whatever ones she wanted and send blouses to cousins in Ireland who, to their utter delight, stood out as the best dressed little girls in their school.

An end and a beginning.
At last, changing business practices and the world economy stepped into the picture, imports took over the market, and the company closed.  Otherwise, Ronnie might still be designing, for she’d loved every minute of every day at her job! And perhaps she would not have been a candidate for a new adventure when her Boston neighbors the Sciarinis introduced her and her longtime friend Mae to Monterey.

Now, with the passing of time, the flip side of her nature has taken a firm hold on her lifestyle.  She is Ronnie the Traveler.  She can readily keep track of the years through the many, many trips that have taken her to Spain, to Greece, to Italy – all over the world – and especially to Ireland and to England, where she declares she’ll go at the drop of a hat.

The traveler’s dream trip
What may turn out to be the high point of her travels is coming up soon.  Her sister from Africa will meet her at the end of July in Rockland, and later they will fly together to Ireland from where they will fly to London.  From there, it’s on to Rome, then to Greece, followed by a stop in Venice.  On the twenty-third of September they will leave to travel to northern Ireland, where a huge family reunion is being planned. Here, in County Fernanna, the family will convene on September 27 for a celebration which will include all the cousins from Montana as well as all the cousins from Ireland, and of course Ronnie and her siblings.  On the thirtieth, it’s back to Boston.

This may all be more of a challenge than most would willingly attempt, but with her son at his computer lining up the flight plans, Ronnie is right on target and looking forward to the venture.

Hers is not a life for the fragile and frivolous, nor for the shy and timorous.  It is a life for those curious about others and the way they live…. and those dedicated to maintaining friendship and relationships to the utmost. It is a life of energy and resourcefulness.  It is the life story of Monterey’s  Ronnie Sullivan.

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Where There is a Will, There is a Way


You think you are having a hard time learning to use a computer? Because it is just too hard, or being old is too big a handicap? Well, let me give you some encouragement. I would like to tell you about two people who know something about handicaps that might help strengthen your resolve.

In 2006 the West Palm Beach Veterans Hospital made arrangement with the 20/200 Fellowship to teach me to use a talking computer program for the blind. (20/200 is the visual acuity measurement for legal blindness) The fellowship is an organization which provides services for the blind and is located in Port Salerno.

Upon arrival at the fellowship I was introduced to the person who was to be my instructor.She was a young girl of about 25 and she was completely blind.

She had been blind from birth. She is a college graduate, and can read and write Braille. My first reaction was

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The Ball

In My Hand I Hold A Ball,
White And Dimpled, Rather Small.
Oh, How Bland It Does Appear,
This Harmless Looking Little Sphere.

By It's Size I Could Not Guess,
The Awesome Strength It Does Possess. But Since I Fell
Beneath Its Spell, I've Wandered Through The Fires Of Hell.

My Life Has Not Been Quite The Same, Since I Chose To Play
This Stupid Game. It Rules My Mind For Hours On End, A
Fortune It Has Made Me Spend.

It Has Made Me Yell, Curse And Cry,
I Hate Myself And Want To Die.
It Promises A Thing Called Par,
If I Can Hit It Straight And Far.

To Master Such A Tiny Ball,
Should Not Be Very Hard At All.
But My Desires The Ball Refuses,
And Does Exactly As It Chooses.

It Hooks And Slices, Dribbles And Dies, And Even
Disappears Before My Eyes. Often It Will Have A Whim,
To Hit A Tree Or Take A Swim.

With Miles Of Grass On Which To Land, It Finds A Tiny
Patch Of Sand. Then Has Me Offering Up My Soul, If
Only It Would Find The Hole.

It's Made Me Whimper Like A Pup,
And Swear That I Will Give It Up.
And Take To Drink To Ease My Sorrow, But The Ball
Knows … I'll Be Back Tomorrow.