She brought in her broken toy for diagnosis. She reunited the Dos Passos USA Trilogy volumes at the library book sale and gave Louise Erdrich and Michael Doris a good home. She would tell the funniest self-deprecating stories. And she was definitely one of the women who taught me about dealing with the nemesis:
no one is unkind to her (surprisingly) and they let her dish out her "advice" (it's not really advice when you are telling people how they should do things as if you were the only one who knows the absolutely correct approach to all things), sometimes even going so far as soliciting her ideas. Really, I'm simply amazed. I think the other ladies are teaching me valuable lessons in friendship.I'll never forget when the nemesis was going on about the Obama birth certificate (seriously), my friend had the most amazing way of derailing the conversation with good grace and good humor. (I think she said something about a tinfoil hat, but that may be my imagination.)
I am privileged to have known her. When I was told she had been moved to hospice, I got off my ass (for once!) and wrote to her. I am so glad I did. I hope she will rest in peace.