Jane Moreland Branscomb
- 84 years old
- Female
- Born Sep 02, 1925
- Died Feb 26, 2010
- Birmingham, Alabama, United States
About
About Jane
Jane Moreland Branscomb loved stories of others and had plenty of her own. The daughter of educational missionaries, she lived in Brazil until age 12 and then in Virginia where her father was president of Randolph-Macon Men’s College. At Randolph-Macon Women’s College (Randolph College), Jane studied art and drew portraits of fellow students for spending money. She later became an involved alumna.
Jane was devoted to her husband of 62 years, Dr. Ben Branscomb, and their four daughters. The couple moved to Birmingham in 1955, when Dr. Branscomb was recruited to the University of Alabama at Birmingham School of Medicine and where he then established the Pulmonary Division. Jane has worked tirelessly to support medical education and medical faculty recruitment and has been a longstanding volunteer for the Alabama Symphony Orchestra and the Birmingham Museum of Art. Quiet in her faith, Jane loved the Methodist Church, and she was an early supporter of the civil rights movement. She was keenly interested in her friends’ lives and sometimes knew their family histories better than they.
Jane enjoyed entertaining, painting, reading, and learning until the day she died. A voracious reader, she participated in literary groups including the 19th Century Club and the Married Ladies Reading Club. Jane looked for beauty everywhere, in nature and in others and reflected it through her life. She painted with the Village Painters for over 40 years. Her paintings hang in many homes and include portraits of several generations. Current works were on exhibit when she died. One of those paintings recently recently had been stolen from the show, which Jane had enjoyed this as “the height of flattery.” (If you are reading this, please return it!). Examples of works are at www.thevillagepainters.com.
Jane is survived by Dr. Ben Branscomb; daughter Dr. Louisa Branscomb and her daughter Olivia; daughter Melinda Branscomb; daughter Dr. Betsy Branscomb and husband Dr. George Joe and sons Henry and Winston Joe; daughter Janie Branscomb and husband Sam Collier and sons Christopher and Larson Collier; and sisters Fran Johns and Helen Cotton.
In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the Jane Branscomb Fund at the Birmingham Museum of Art or to the Alabama Symphony Orchestra.
[Copyright notice: photos on this site are privately copyrighted and not in public domain. No reproduction or use without written permission of family. Thank you.]
My memory
Margo Branscomb Jun 13, 2010
A Neighbor
Sandra Butler Mar 16, 2010
the art community in Birmingham. I was honored to have visited in her home
and to have seen her art work. She was such a giving person, so intelligent and so interesting.
Dear Jane
Mary Johnson-Butterworth Mar 09, 2010
Dear Jane,
Wish you were here—on our planet, that is. I know no one loves a celebration more than you do. What a celebration you planned for us! The music for meditation and silent prayer was glorious, as were the hymns we sang in unison. “A Balm in Gilead” always consoles, and the soloist was particularly gifted. “Hymn to Joy” might have been my favorite. The readings inspired, and the fact that you had so few words said about your well-lived life spoke more convincingly of your generosity, grace and inner peace than any testimonial could have.
The last time I heard your strong, ever-positive voice was on a phone message but four short weeks ago. When you called to have me “remove your teacup” from the Nineteenth Century Club tea table at my home, you gave me no hint that you might be “feeling poorly.” I now regret not calling you back to relay the following:
* Conversations with you guaranteed me smiles and often laughter, regardless of the day I had had.
* Your lavish brushstrokes in our oil painting of magnolias almost evoke their Southern scent.
* Every day I view our painting of two women of color sharing a drink in an exotic clime. It strengthens my resolve to rejoice in and serve sisters everywhere. I need you to know that I rejoiced in you, my sister Jane, although I know I missed opportunities to serve you that your determined self-sufficiency hid from me.
* I appreciate your allowing me to use a copy of one of your pieces for the cover of our Nineteenth Century Senior Memories collection. I so enjoyed interviewing your adoring fan Ben for your bio.
* You are one of a very few who possessed the magical aplomb to pull off “spur-of-the-moment.”
* I did not go to see your last exhibit because I cannot afford “beauty for sale” right now and, once I see it, I want it.
* You made a rolicking playground of your home for musicians like Chuck, Ted, and your Ben and for ever-appreciative listeners like myself.
* You brought the element of surprise into the room with you.
* You were my reliable, supportive ally and friend--with a welcoming smile that embraced me, along with a world full of us flawed humans.
* With your teacup removed, Nineteenth Century meetings will lack your luster and your lilt.
* I already miss you, my talented, iron-willed, loving, charismatic, charming, witty, and exhilarating role model.
* I love you.
Mary Johnson-Butterworth
Hearty laughter, charitable hostess
Paul Joffrion Mar 06, 2010