Saying goodbye

A dear friend passed away two weeks ago, and yesterday was her funeral.  I took a chance, covid-wise, and attended because I was looking for a way to say goodbye.  It all happened so suddenly, even though Christine's health was precarious for a long time.  She was a stalwart community volunteer who loved music, reading, and people.  A retired teacher, Christine was the heart beat of our Friends of the Library.  I'm not sure who will replace her at the helm, but we need to carry on to honor her memory.  

I will miss visiting her at her cottage in Maine, which Paul and I did several times over the years.  Once, we went when she wasn't there, but it wasn't as much fun.  She had been going to Wells all her life and knew all the nooks and crannies - the Rachel Carson Nature Preserve, the best places to get lobster, the Hackmatack Theater, a great used book store, and more.   She took us by the Bush family's summer compound,  and St. Ann's Chapel right on the beach, which she and they attended when possible. The photo from the website does not do this sweet place justice.

We introduced Christine to the Maine Trolley Museum where we all enjoyed a ride through the country.  We had great talks into the night there, and Paul and she enjoyed watching the Red Sox together. 

 

Rest in peace, Christine!  Thank you for all the good times, wise advice, and reading suggestions.