Janet McDonald
PS. 287
Erasumus
Harlem Prep
Vassur
Columbia
NYU
Paris University
Daughter
Sister
Cousin
Auntee
Great Auntee
International Lawyer
Professor
Historian
Writer
Teacher
English Lanuage
Spanish Language
French Language
World Traveler
Tributes
Leave a TributeLove,
Taheena
Love,
Tasha
anet I love you you were the most wonderful fun loving spirit God loaned us. We give God the praise fir you. You left a great leagacy. We will never be the same you got you wish. Mother and daddy
This is your Checker girl Tasha. I miss you so much.
I was going through pics of you in gramma room. Thinking about you both. But I know you and gramma flo and grandad all together now watching over us.
See you again one day. I love you dearly, always,
Taheesha, aka Taheena. Lol
I met a childhood friend of yours, and now we are best of friends. I learned even more about your early childhood years.
Well Sis, until we meet again!!!
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Love
Checker Girl!
Robbie Farmer
The world misses you.
Deb
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Love,
Taheena
Love,
Tasha






Please be patient.



Janet was brilliant even as a child. It was us 4 older children that had to wash dishes for a week. That was great , Daddy and mother let us know we would have a month off. How ever Janet thought of way where she would never have to be a part of choirs. She asked me to do her dishes I laughed and said no. My brother Laverte who at that time we didn’t get along. She called me and whispered you wanna get Laverte back? Forgetting about the dishes , I said yes!!! She said here’s an egg he’s sitting under the window , throw it on his head. I said no ima get in trouble . She said no one will know but me. So I threw it. She laughed and putting up one eyebrow said “ I’m telling mother” no I cried . She said will you do my week of washing dishes ? I said YES. .
Goes by so fast
She reached out to so many. I have to thank this site for the reminder emails. The years and days pass by quickly. She was gone too soon. But somehow is not gone. I don't really believe that. I just think we don't understand.
Janet, The Seattle Years
I can't exactly recall how or where I first met Janet but it was definitely at a Loren Miller Bar Association Meeting, an organization of African-American lawyers mostly based in Seattle. It was the early/mid 1990s and Janet was an associate at the large and prestigious law firm, Davis Wright Tremaine. Janet was different, sophisticated yet earthy and sporting a 'fro when most of us black chicks were doing something else. To put it politely, Janet was not a "neat freak" -- clutter absorbed her tiny apartment back in the day. She loved Chris Isaak and my abiding memory of her home is inextricable from his haunting songs. We hung out together a lot and then she was gone. Poof. Somehow we reconnected briefly via email after I moved to Austin and she to Paris. For work I traveled to Paris in the late 1990s. We almost saw each other but didn't. Again we lost track. Every once in a while I'd hear a Chris Isaak song and ask myself, I wonder what ever happened to Janet McDonald?" In early 2008 I googled her, only to learn of her passing a mere few months before. I had no idea of her life and success as a writer. I'm so happy she found it and it found her. Janet's star will always burn bright and I'm so grateful I got to touch it.