I met Jane Bailey in 1983 when her daughter Lynn and I became college roommates. I remember visiting her at the Apple Montessori schools on a number of occasions. What stood out to me was the way she captivated those children with her mere presence. They couldn’t wait to be near her and receive praise from her. I’m so fortunate to have known her. My heart goes out to the entire Bailey clan. And most especially to my life long, dear friend, Lynn.