Jennifer Mascola:  

CLASS OF 1981
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Vacaville, CA
Piner High SchoolClass of 1981
Santa rosa, CA
Davis High SchoolClass of 1981
Davis, CA
Santa rosa, CA
Santa rosa, CA

Jennifer's Story

I haven't stayed in touch with anyone from Vacaville High. It was my 11th school and I only attended during my Senior Year. On exam days, when I wasn't at Lake Barryessa during the Spring Semester, I pretty much took exams and moved onto riding my horse, showing in 4-H, and attending rock concerts. I drove the bright yellow Ford pickup with chrome rims and a rainbow window screen in the back window, (back with rainbows and unicorns weren't associated with any significance). After attending Solano CC for a couple of years, I transferred to UC Davis. I graduated with a BA in Rhetoric, a minor in Psychology. With student loans looming over my head, I quickly obtained a job in Fairfield, California.. I was a registered representative for, The Prudential. However, my territory was in Vacaville, including the retirement communities. This was the mid 80's and couples born before 1920 were not quite ready for young ladies to handle their money. I take pride in being a part of the group of women who dared to work in a male dominated industry, deal with old boy's club, and contribute to changes in women's roles in the financial industry. This was through sheer determination, commitment, and hard work. (Stubbornness I suppose.) I married my first husband, Stephen Mullins in August of 1987. Boy, we both knew how to have a good time. We had one last outrageous backyard wedding reception at my family's house there on Junebug Lane. My son Kristian was born a couple years later so my focus was on motherhood and family life. I left my job in the financial industry and focused on the family restaurant business. We owned Mullins' pub and Grill in Suisun City. That was the beginning of the end of my marriage. Let's just say I found that I wasn't following my dreams and there was some multi generational family drama involved with a family business. After leaving the family and business behind, I remained in our home in Lawler Ranch in Suisun City so my son would continue to be close to his father and grandparents. I revived my own career, (back in the financial industry), but in a wholesale/marketing capacity. I worked for Essex Corporation, in Napa, for 13.5 years. During this time I was focused on raising my son and building a financially stable future for us. I worked my way up from entry level, to senior employee, to manager, to Assistant VP. I also made time for a couple serious dating relationships along the way that led to much more personal growth. Eventually, I met my current husband Andrew Mascola, through functions at Singles of Solano social club. Our relationship blossomed and we married in Kauai before my son's Freshman year of High School. Andy works for the state in the safety division of Cal Trans. He is a first responder on the Carquinez bridge and drives one of those enormous tow trucks. We moved to the Northgate neighborhood of Vallejo. It was 1/2 way between our jobs and within walking distance to high school for my son. My son attended Jessie Bethel High School up in the Vallejo Hills near our home. The parent of our American corp., (a foreign corp.), decided that my subsidiary corporation was to be dismantled. So, I went from being a key employee to building our Corporations business to key in closing down my Division for good. I decided to get all my preventative dental and health completed before my final layoff date. That was when a routine mammogram showed that I had Stage IIa of Triple Negative breast Cancer. So, newly married, the course of our lives changed drastically. (I do believe that the incredibly job stress was a contributor to my immune system allowing cancer cells to proliferate.) After several complications from dealing with breast cancer, MRSA and then hearing loss in my right ear, (long story about resistant infections), I made it through my aggressive treatments in just under a year. We remained positive and there was no looking back. I landed an awesome job with CSAA as a Life Product Relations Specialist. My territory were the offices in the East Bay. It was perfect for my back ground and education level. I worked really long hours, drove all over the congested East Bay, and was passionate about supporting the senior management of my new Employer. After a routine follow up, (I felt fine), I learned the cancer had returned to my right lung. Holy crap, Stage IV. Not to get into years of medical history, suffice it to say that we were advised by every doc, tumor board, specialist that my aggressive Stage IV cancer was terminal. I continued horrendous treatment, telling myself, I can be that one person o...Expand for more
n the edge of the bell curve. After thoracic surgery to remove part of my lung, the tumors were still proliferating in my lymphatic system, (despite the agressive chemotherapy regimens my oncology team was using). After one last chemo "hail Mary" recommendation from the head at UCSF breast cancer research, I went down. These drugs fried my nerves. Simultaneously, the economy fell apart, our home was upside down, my 401k was nearly worthless, But...I just couldn't function any longer. I was so worried about leaving my family homeless and destitute. I did not leave the work force by choice. I told the docs, "enough," chemo. My quality of life had deteriorated to a series of miserable bedridden days/nights. However, for the first time, my tumors were shrinking from that horrendous neurotoxic chemotherapy. So now, I had to make a choice. Continue the torture and try for a remission or allow my beleaguered body to find relief in death. I choice to continue, for my son and husband. I honestly can't remember too much other than it was hellish. They gave me chemotherapy until my bone marrow was damaged and my blood counts were no longer life sustaining. Through blood transfusions, I survived and managed to avoid disease or infections. The tumors disappeared from the really toxic combination and a few months later, the docs had to eventually stop giving me the lower dose of, "maintenance," chemo. They told me to go "live" my life for whatever time I had because they can't get every last cancer cell. I was told after years of chemotherapy, the cancer would come raging back without anything to hinder it. (My doc said there wasn't ANY cancer treatment available now, the success was that I had been given more months on chemotherapy. That was seven years ago. Still NED. Despite insurmountable odds, I am alive with my family. I am that miracle case, the one statistic on the edge of the bell curve. Since that experience, our lives have never been the same. Relationships pretty clearly get sorted out by those experiences. It was really surprising who stuck by us, (and who ran away from us). I don't think any surviver of a near death experience is unchanged by it. Pleasures become simple. Life drama is irrelevant. Priorities change. One becomes a better, stronger, more compassionate person from these kinds of surviver events. Current day, I focus on my family. My son is completing his master's at Sonoma StatenUniversity. I am so proud of him for not allowing my illness to be an excuse to derail his future. My husband and I are so close now. The journey towards Disability hasn't been an easy transition for me. After being goal oriented and making my career a high priority for so many years, I really lost my identity for a bit. When you rely on your intelligence for identity, living with short term memory problems, severe attention challenges, and chronic fatigue can be really depressing. However, over time, I have learned that my cancer survival in and of itself, has helped many people. When someone they know, (or themselves), is diagnosed with a difficult to treat type of cancer, they know someone who has survived unbeatable odds. Over time, I am able to view my current life as productive. I am embracing family life. So my power house days of Camelot are behind me. However, I cherish life. Over time, I regained my looks, although I rarely go out to socialize now. I am a much nicer person at my sloooooow pace of life because I have the time to remain present now. My son says he really enjoys my availability now and the food, well...he really enjoys my home cooked meals using fresh ingredients. (He moved back home to complete his post graduate work.) I finally have plenty on time at home to play more of a wife & mother role. It is imperative to maintaining my health that I take life quiet and slow. (stress is a killer). My husband and I are active cruisers with the Benicia Yacht Club. We recently acquired our dream 45' Viking Sport Convertible and I rest onboard in the quiet Benicia Marina frequently also. As our group ages, my hope is that my story can encourage others that they may lead a fulfilling life after a disabilng health crisis. Does it changes things, absolutly. However, survival sure beats the alternative, especially when it comes to the security and stability we provide to our families. There is more than one way to contribute to society. I am learning to utilize my rhetoric skills to quietly provide hope for others facing devastating diagnosis and supporting the next generations with consistent unconditional love from home.
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Hurricane Dorian Prep, 3 story house
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Mare Island
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TN Corn Maze with niece #1
Holiday lunch with hubby
Alameda Island Berthing w/Prancie
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I wish the generations before ours understood that!  

What women overcome, (finding a way to thrive despite setbacks or losses), says a heck of a lot more about their smarts, resiliency, and pure hearts than their birthrig
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We timed our visit during perfect weather and watching the color of the leaves change daily.  These pics were Wednesday and today the colors are more vivid.  

My brother's family built their home down in  hollow on 15 acre
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Willow Berm Marina, homeward bound
AliceJay will host dinner, should we swim?
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Rat Pack themed dinner dance was fun.  (Wore Mom's earrings, necklace, and black velvet clutch.). Misty eyes during Old Lang Syne remembering our parents, Andy's brother, and Grandparents.
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