I am extremely saddened to inform you of the death of my friend, Joyce Jillson. She had long been battling diabetes-related illnesses – her amazing zest for life, fighting spirit, and incredible willpower always left me in awe. I spoke to her in hospital a few weeks ago, and though her condition didn’t promise much hope, she talked about her plans, dreams, and creative projects as if her latest physical setbacks were nothing more than annoying bumps in the road.

Though Joyce is best known for her mastery of astrology, her acting skills, her keen intellect, her forays into politics and women’s rights (she created the Women’s Equalization Committee), and her comedic and inspiring writing style (her REAL WOMEN DON’T PUMP GAS was at the top of the New York Times bestseller list for 28 weeks), most people didn’t realize that she had a deep love of chess. We spent many hours together looking over new chess openings and tactical concepts that would surprise her opponents (she loved to play on-line), and she would wear her excitement on her sleeve when she won a game due these newly acquired skills.

Joyce was one of those people that that could converse on any topic (be it philosophy, chess, astrology, world events, etc.). However, aside from her perpetual humor and intelligence, most striking was her honesty – she was one of those rare, completely genuine people who would open up to you, and would make you feel comfortable enough to open up to her.

She will be sorely missed.