Jill & Scott
for.ever.
Jill Sherman, a beautiful, brilliant beacon of light, returned to the stars in 2025. Jill loved and felt deeply. Her inquisitive, creative, selfless nature and intense drive took Jill from humble beginnings to the upper echelons of marketing. Her joy, empathy, and wicked sense of humor made impressions that lasted a lifetime.
Jill grew up in California and Canada. The youngest of four siblings, Jill forged her own path that included several, cherished childhood friends. Jill credited her brother for shaping her love of music and influencing her sense of humor. Jill left home at 18 to make her way in a crazy world.
She returned to California, obtaining degrees in life, nursing, and marketing. Jill quickly climbed the corporate ladder from the Subway counter in California to Marketing Director at Bonne Bell in Ohio to co-founder and cultivator of her own beauty brand again in California to Senior Vice President, Social Content & Strategy at Digitas North America in Massachusetts to Head of Marketing at North Spore in Maine to an internationally recognized Instagram account, fashion.biologique. Jill’s genius, tenacity, expertise, and affability garnered her the respect and admiration of her colleagues. Her personality and wit made her a magnet at the office. Jill took great satisfaction from her work and often joked that she wanted to continue doing so well into her 90s.
In 2015, while she was contemplating leaving Boston, I met Jill due to a mutual love of NASA and peanut butter. We quickly realized the other was “the one” and married in 2016. We would close messages to each other by one of us saying “I love you” and the other “for.ever.” We enjoyed simple pleasures like road trips, concerts, dancing horribly to new wave videos, laughing appropriately and inappropriately, taco Tuesday, traveling for astronomical events, and curling up together on the couch with our dogs.
Jill described her “happy place” to me as floating quietly and peacefully amongst the stars…just us and the dogs and cats we adopted, rescued, and loved. Not a day passes where I don’t think about joining her…to see her, to hear her voice, to hold her hand, to curl up next to her. I dream of the day where we can sit at the edge of the deck…your head on my shoulder…hand in ghostly hand…watching the dogs run free one last time before disappearing back to the universe…our story closed or returning to where it started in field, just you, me, and our dogs. I miss you. I love you. for.ever.
