Tiffany, I'm so sorry for your loss, and I thank you for coming here to let us know.
Janice was my angel at the San Francisco rodeo. After the first night, we went out for some dancing, and I managed to mess up my knee. I sat on some steps, with ice on my knee, and Janice stayed there to keep me company, and offered to run back to the bar to get me the occasional drink, and more ice for my knee when it melted.
Rest in peace, darlin'! You will be missed.