by Ellen Cutler Calmas
Let me start by apologizing publically to my mother for using the “G” word, “grandmother,” in the papers.
She was “Joany” to everyone, including all our children.
She was Joany to so much of Boston.
She was the prettier half of Joan and Ted, and half of an amazing couple that brought about so many full-fledged improvements for the City of Boston.
As so many people have suggested, my mother was a presence. Not only that she had a presence, but that she was one.