Jenna Felice was warm, funny, smart, and full of life. I can't believe that she's gone. Every day in the hospital I kept hoping she'd wake up so I could hear her voice again. We'll never again be able to have lunch at the T Salon and compare the tea we like (she introduced me to Tibetan Tiger) and I'll never be able to have her over for dinner to eat one of the few things I cook (about twice a year), and something she told me she never tired of --garlic chicken. No more cow gifts. As silly as it seems, I'll never be able to look at a cow in any shape or form without thinking of Jenna. Jenna was passionate about science fiction and fantasy and totally professional to work with. She was a wonderful colleague and she was my friend. I miss her. Ellen Datlow