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A SHORT BIOGRAPHY

I was born on February 11, 1939 in New York City at Beth Israel Hospital, the first child of my parents, Isabel Berlin Yolen and Will Hyatt Yolen. Because my father’s cousins, the Hyatts, only had girls, a number of us were given their last name as a middle name to carry it on. So I am Jane Hyatt Yolen, and my brother Steven Hyatt Yolen was born three and a half years later. Alas, we are no relation to the Hyatt Hotels, no matter how often I have tried to convince the staffs there.

My father was a café journalist at the time, writing columns for the New York newspapers. He’d been a police reporter before that. My mother was a social worker until I was born. After that, she never held another full-time out of the home job, but worked writing short stories that didn’t sell and crossword puzzles and acrostics that did.

When my father got a higher paying job, being a publicity flack for Hollywood movies, we moved to California. I was barely one, staying there for a couple of years while he worked on such movies as "American Tragedy" and "Knut Rockne" ("Let’s win one for the Gipper" Starring Ronald Reagan.)

We came back to New York City in time for the birth of my brother Steve, after which Daddy went into the army as a Second Lieutenant and was shipped off to England for World War II. Mommy and Stevie and I spent the war years in Newport News with her mom and dad, Grandma and Grandpa Dan. Meanwhile Daddy served as head of ABSIE, the secret radio in London, but was wounded in the buzz bombs and came home a hero. He told me that he’d won the war single-handedly, and I believed him.

Back to New York where we lived on Central Park West and 97th Street until I turned thirteen. I went to PS 93, where I was a gold star kid, writing up a fury and singing with my pals Sue Hodes (who is now a well known painter) and Sue Levitt (who is now Susan Stamberg of NPR radio) and others. I took piano lessons, and studied ballet at Balanchine’s School of American Ballet. Then I tested and got into Hunter Junior High School and discovered that there were a lot of gold star girls all over the city. What a shock! I had to work hard just to stay in the middle of the class.

During this time, my brother and I created a newspaper for our apartment. We wrote all the articles and interviewed our neighbors. My mother typed up the copies (this was long before either computers or indeed xerox machines, so the copies were made on carbon copy paper) and we sold the things for five cents each to the same neighbors we'd interviewed. Five cents bought a lot of candy and comic books back in the day.

Two years later, I tested and got into Music and Art High School and was looking forward to starting in the fall. That summer, like the summer before, my brother and I went off to camp in Vermont. I went to the girls camp, Indianbrook, and he went to the boy’s camp, Timberlake. (It’s still a going concern called Farm & Wilderness.) A Quaker camp, it was the first time I got to be involved with the Society of Friends, which I was to join years later.

My parents had other plans for us. That summer, without telling us, they bought a house in Westport, Connecticut. Our Aunt Isabelle and Uncle Harry came for us and brought us to the new house. What a surprise! It was a large ranch house set on a couple of acres. A girl just a grade below me lived next door with her younger sister. And off I went to Bedford Junior high for ninth grade, and then Staples High School. I sang in the choir, was captain of the girl’s basketball team, won the debate awards, was News Editor of the school paper, vice president of the Spanish and Latin Clubs ... a gold star kid.

I graduated seventh in my class. If I had worked hard, I might have been third. Then I might have gotten into my first choice college— Radcliffe. As it was I was accepted at Oberlin, Wellesley, and Smith. I chose Smith. It was to be a fortuitous choice.

At Smith College, I discovered (again) that all the gold star girls around America were there. I had to work hard just to stay in the middle of the class. But by the end of my four years, I was president of the Press Board, won all the poetry writing awards, the journalism award—and wrote the lyrics to the class musical as well as starring in our senior show. I didn’t have the highest grades, but I wrote a book of poetry, many poems of which were published in various small journals like The Grecourt Review, and i.e and the Chicago Jewish Forum.

After college, I moved to New York City and became an editor—writing during lunch breaks and evenings and weekends. I considered myself a poet and a journalist/nonfiction writer. But to my surprise, I became a children’s book writer, selling my first book on a cold February day. My 22nd birthday, as a matter of fact. It was called Pirates in Petticoats.

I love being a writer. I have written over 280 books, I think. I have lost count.

The first man I married, in 1962, David W. Stemple, is the only man I married. He and I have three children and six grandchildren. Alas, he died of cancer in March, 2006 after 44 years of marriage. I live in Western Massachusetts right next door to my wonderful daughter Heidi and her two daughters, and have a lovely house in Scotland as well. The rest of my life is all book talk. You can find it elsewhere on this website.

THE ILLUSTRATED BIOGRAPHY

 

GENESIS

Born 2/11/39 in New York City. I am told I can still be identified by this picture.

 Jane around 2

 

Jane and parents

 

Parents: Will and Isabelle Yolen 

Dad played the guitar like a ukele and the piano only on the black keys. Mother was a soprano until she lost her singing voice in her 40s. We never knew why.

 

Brother: Steven Hyatt Yolen born 11/4/42. Here we are mugging for the photographer on the piano bench in our apartment.

 Steve and Jane

 

EDUCATION

PS 93 in New York City grades 1-6

Hunter Junior High School grades 7-8

Staples High School, Westport, Ct., grades 9-12

Smith College BA 1960

University of Massachusetts, Masters in Education 1976

 Jane in grade school

 
In the sixth grade at PS 93

 

 

Jane with basketball

Jane busy in Staples High School 

news clipping

Jane and Mike Lieber during Smith years. He went to nearby Trinity College. We sang together though never really dated. He is a professor of anthropology in Chicago. We are still good friends.

Jane and Mike

Jane as young woman
Yes, I wrote poetry at Smith College. And could sit on my hair. Well, it was the beginning of the '60s after all.

On graduation day, Smith College, Northampton, MA 1960. I still hate to wear heels.

barefoot Jane

 

Jane in the early sixties, photographs by my fiancee David Stemple.

 

Jane and David

 

Married

9/2/62

to

David W. Stemple 

Family on the verge of teenage and other chasm (1979)

 

 

 

 

Children:

Heidi Elisabet Yolen Stemple-Piatt 7/1/66 married to Brandon Piatt

Adam Douglas Stemple 4/30/68 married to Betsy Pucci

Jason Frederic Stemple 5/21/70
married to Joanne Lee (lower righthand corner)

Grandkids:

Glendon Alexandria Callan-Piatt 3/30/83

Maddison Jane Piatt 3/25/95

Alison Isabelle Stemple 7/12/98

David Francis Stemple 8/6/2002

Caroline Lee Stemple 5/21/2003

Amelia Hyatt Stemple 5/21/2003

The whole family, team Stemple,  1999

Team Stemple 1999

 

© 1999 by Erin Grinstead

New addition David Francis

 

Team Stemple at full strength

Christmas/Chanukah 2003

 

 

© 2003 by Janine Norton
hingnorton@earthlink.net

 

Newest additions: Twin girls. Caroline and Amelia

 

Nana with yet another David

 

Nana with all the grandkids as of 2002

 

Some of the men in my life: David, David and Adam

 

 

 Heidi with owl
Little girl in Owl Moon with friend

 Maddison with owl
Daughter of little girl in Owl Moon with friend

 

 David with owl
"Pa" from Owl Moon with friend

 

My beloved husband's gravestone.
It is in the shape of a Celtic/Pictish stone. He loved those stones, and we went around Scotland searching them out. He was called "The Man Who Knew Everything"
by his nieces and nephews. A full life boiled down to its essentials. I think, though, that he would be pleased.

David W. Stemple
July 31, 1937 - Mar. 22, 2006
Beloved
Husband, Father, Papa
Scientist, scholar, teacher
mentor, linguist, bird recordist
"The man who knew everything"

SCENES FROM MY PROFESSIONAL LIFE

PORTRAITS OF JANE

 

Jane and Bruce

MISCELLANY

Books: over 200

Past President: Science Fiction Writers of America

Board of Directors: Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators for 25+ years

Other biographical material can be found at the following sites:

Boyds Mills' biography of Jane

Penguin's biography of Jane