There was a solid crew of us that had tickets at Yost back in the day. We'd usually get together in between intermissions. There was Alton, Annette, Lord Sidious, Jen, KC(something or other), streaker, me, alfablue, trumpet, and probably a couple others that I'm missing. We all got to know each other pretty well. We'd usually go get something to eat after the games, sometimes at the U-M color commentator's bar. I remember one night Jen almost touched off a race riot in his bar. I'm still not sure how we didn't have a problem than night.
The last any of us really knew, Jen was living with her husband in a tent city...and then they got kicked out of that. Yes, you read that correctly, and it was probably exactly as any of us would imagine. I didn't hear anything else after that, until one evening at work someone PM'd me on Facebook asking if I remembered her. I said "yeah", and I had a feeling about what was coming next. Sure enough, it was the obituary. There was no doubt that it was her.