Occupation:Baseline (Thomson Financial) | Administrative AssistantPersonal Memorial Website:http://jillcampbell2996.blogspot.com/Reflections:The New York Times Portraits of Grief
Jill Maurer Campbell was afraid of heights, but that didn't stop her from fulfilling a lifelong dream of skydiving when she was in Australia or from trying out as many roller coasters as she could. It also didn't stop her from working high up on the seventy-eighth floor of the World Trade Center. She wasn't crazy about the idea, but her loyalty and commitment to her boss, Rob Patterson, was stronger than her anxiety. Jill was independent and career-minded, but she never gave up her baby blanket-or "tickle", as she liked to call it.
Jill was petite, only weighing about 115 pounds, but she could put away the biggest steak Neiderstein's had on the menu.
Although she was spontaneous-taking spur-of-the-moment trips or making lastminute plans-she was extremely organized and saved everything in neatly organized scrapbooks, including a letter she wrote to the tooth fairy when she lost her first tooth.
Jill had wanderlust, diligently saving her money so she could see the world, but she was rooted in family and never strayed far from her hometown of Middle Village, Queens. When she married Steve, the couple settled just blocks away from her childhood home.
Jill wasn't predictable, but she was grounded and loving, and she always followed her heart. And the one thing that inhabited her heart, from the time she was a little girl, was a goal she always knew she was moving toward: the dream ofJake...the little boy who lived in her heart, years before he was even a reality.