Thanks. She was pretty awesome. I was just in class last Thursday. It's just sort of amazing how that can happen and to us it really seems out of the blue, but it's actually just the way the world is and we forget so easily. I just keep thinking about all my fantastic friends and how glad I am to know them.
I happen to have the Metro with me now, it's on the front page:
"Balettiopettaja kuoli kesken harjoitusten"
Amerikkalaissyntyinen balettiopettaja Jill Miller kuoli eilen aamupäivällä Helsingissä Bulevardilla sijaitsevassa Aleksanterin teatterissa kesken harjoitusten.
Voin vain vahvistaa, että tieto pitää valitettavasti paikkanssa. En voi kertoa enempää tästä tapauksesta. Bulevardin teatteriyhdistys ry:n toiminnanjohtaja Reima Jokinen kommentoi.
Helsinkiläisen tanssikoulun Tanssivintin sivuilla kerrotaan, että Miller on syntyjään New Yorkista ja opettanut Suomessa vuodesta 1974. Hän on opettanut muun muassa Helsingin Yliopostolla, Sibelius Akatemiassa, Raatikossa ya Tallinnassa.
That's horrible news. My condolences to her friends and family. "I hope that she enjoyed her time, and that her time enjoyed her." You can't ask for anything more...
It was just Friday afternoon that she was telling me to go to yoga at long last and was making me write down the times for the next ballet classes for you guys. It's so damn sudden. Another thing is that little communities had formed around her classes, and what will happen to those communities now? She was a practical sort--I hope they keep going.
wow, she really knew everybody. There's a funeral tomorrow... Didn't know you knew her, tina! She was a freaking great teacher, she just knew everything about the human body and had a way of insiping people.
She was a really good friend of my mom's from a long while back. Lots of AWC activity, plus the yoga thing. It's hitting my mom pretty damn hard. Even though I didn't know Jill all that well, she was among my mom's smart, fun, cool friends--the kind of woman you could look at as a teenager and think, I hope that'll be me at that age. Really warm and friendly, but not in a fluffy stupid way. I feel like a rare and wonderful influence on this town is gone now, the lack of which will make a myriad subtle things just a little colder, more colourless and lonely than they would have been otherwise.
One of my oldest memories is that of my dad taking me to Jill's house when we were kids, maybe 7 or 8 years old. Apparently our dads were in the army together and that was the first time I met Jill. We grew up in the same neighborhood and went to the same schools, right through High School. Though we traveled in different circles we always had that funny bond of our fathers being Army buddies. She was always gracious and sweet and certainly has gone way too soon. She'll be missed by many.
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Sorry to hear that!
2 years, 5 months ago by R200
Wow, I'm really sorry
2 years, 5 months ago by msemma
Oh no! I'm so sorry!
2 years, 5 months ago by arabella
Thanks. She was pretty awesome. I was just in class last Thursday. It's just sort of amazing how that can happen and to us it really seems out of the blue, but it's actually just the way the world is and we forget so easily. I just keep thinking about all my fantastic friends and how glad I am to know them.
2 years, 5 months ago by happeningfish
Read the bad news from today's Metro, and was instantly remembering your earlier Jaikus.. I'm terribly sorry.
2 years, 5 months ago by tuomasr
You mean Jill Miller? American, Jewish, yoga teacher? Please confirm before I needlessly freak out my mom!
2 years, 5 months ago by spongefile
Holy shit. I was having coffee with her in Delicato last week. I was just thinking how healthy she looked.
2 years, 5 months ago by spongefile
Jill Miller indeed, according to Metro's front page.
2 years, 5 months ago by tuomasr
I happen to have the Metro with me now, it's on the front page:
"Balettiopettaja kuoli kesken harjoitusten"
Amerikkalaissyntyinen balettiopettaja Jill Miller kuoli eilen aamupäivällä Helsingissä Bulevardilla sijaitsevassa Aleksanterin teatterissa kesken harjoitusten.
Voin vain vahvistaa, että tieto pitää valitettavasti paikkanssa. En voi kertoa enempää tästä tapauksesta. Bulevardin teatteriyhdistys ry:n toiminnanjohtaja Reima Jokinen kommentoi.
Helsinkiläisen tanssikoulun Tanssivintin sivuilla kerrotaan, että Miller on syntyjään New Yorkista ja opettanut Suomessa vuodesta 1974. Hän on opettanut muun muassa Helsingin Yliopostolla, Sibelius Akatemiassa, Raatikossa ya Tallinnassa.
2 years, 5 months ago by arabella
That's horrible news. My condolences to her friends and family. "I hope that she enjoyed her time, and that her time enjoyed her." You can't ask for anything more...
2 years, 5 months ago by zacharye
In class? Jesus.
2 years, 5 months ago by msemma
shit, really sorry
2 years, 5 months ago by keltanen
It was just Friday afternoon that she was telling me to go to yoga at long last and was making me write down the times for the next ballet classes for you guys. It's so damn sudden. Another thing is that little communities had formed around her classes, and what will happen to those communities now? She was a practical sort--I hope they keep going.
2 years, 5 months ago by spongefile
oh wow, really sorry. take care.
2 years, 5 months ago by hannamime
wow, she really knew everybody. There's a funeral tomorrow... Didn't know you knew her, tina! She was a freaking great teacher, she just knew everything about the human body and had a way of insiping people.
2 years, 5 months ago by happeningfish
Wow, condolences, all.
2 years, 5 months ago by antimega
She was a really good friend of my mom's from a long while back. Lots of AWC activity, plus the yoga thing. It's hitting my mom pretty damn hard. Even though I didn't know Jill all that well, she was among my mom's smart, fun, cool friends--the kind of woman you could look at as a teenager and think, I hope that'll be me at that age. Really warm and friendly, but not in a fluffy stupid way. I feel like a rare and wonderful influence on this town is gone now, the lack of which will make a myriad subtle things just a little colder, more colourless and lonely than they would have been otherwise.
2 years, 5 months ago by spongefile
One of my oldest memories is that of my dad taking me to Jill's house when we were kids, maybe 7 or 8 years old. Apparently our dads were in the army together and that was the first time I met Jill. We grew up in the same neighborhood and went to the same schools, right through High School. Though we traveled in different circles we always had that funny bond of our fathers being Army buddies. She was always gracious and sweet and certainly has gone way too soon. She'll be missed by many.
2 years, 5 months ago by Rnsoul