In Loving Memory of Jacqueline “Jacquie” Kazimer April 27, 1945 - March 1, 2026 Jacqueline “Jacquie” Kazimer decided on March 1, 2026, that she had finally pulled her last weed, filled her last bird feeder, and burned her last dinner. She headed off to Heaven armed with gardening gloves, binoculars, and the knowledge that everything tasted better “blackened”, intentionally or not. More often not. Waiting for her — likely with a smirk and a sarcastic joke — was her beloved husband John, who’s been saving her a seat, but not in his recliner since 2023. Their reunion is surely loud, loving, and full of the kind of mischief that makes angels nervous. Jacquie leaves behind her daughters, Jennie and Julie, who inherited her stubborn streak, and in Julie’s case her inability to cook. Jennie on the other hand inherited mom’s uncanny ability to keep plants alive even when they were actively trying to die. Jacquie also leaves her grandsons, Sam and Jon, who she was proud of and loved beyond words. And then there were her animals — Minnie, Fiona, and Furry — along with the many furry ones who preceded her in death. All of which she loved more than her own kids. We knew it though she denied it. Those pups and kitties are no doubt stampeding toward her right now, tails wagging, fur flying, and ready to pounce on her lap where they belong. Heaven’s going to need lint rollers. A gardener and devoted bird watcher, Jacquie cultivated beauty everywhere she went — flowers, vegetables, friendships, and the occasional unsolicited opinion. She believed weeds were the enemy, birds were tiny miracles, and that family (human and animal) was the best thing she ever grew. That family included those she thought of as her ‘kids’. She might not have birthed you but she loved you like her own. Her legacy includes thriving gardens that Julie will try not to kill, an army of bird feeders that Jenniw will keep full, a smoke alarm finally at peace, and a family who will miss her fiercely — but who will also laugh, often, and with just a hint of sarcasm in mom and dad’s honor.