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We drove down to Richmond last weekend for Martha Mabey’s memorial service. She was a family friend of decades and I’m sorry that she’s gone now.
But it was not unexpected to her or her family and friends.
She did all she could to make the arrangements ahead of time to make it easy on her family, and to exert her sense of style on the service.
Because her life (and her husband’s) was so intertwined with my parents lives, Loren, Susan, Steve and Helen also traveled to Richmond for the service.
That gave us time to play Catan, enjoy several nice meals, and tour the James River rapids Steve and I grew up on (and Loren had some occasion to enjoy).
It also gave us time to remember Martha and Gordon and all the shared memories with our parents.
Jessica, her daughter, seems to be handling it well and has lots of support in Richmond.
And if you’d like to know a little more about Martha Mabey, she wrote THE LAST DOCTOR IN AMERICA about coming to terms with a life threatening medical issue. Something which clearly helped to motivate her to plan for her end of life.
I like to think she would have enjoyed the serendipity of running into a parade in Ashland on our way home. And of the flexibility of the organizers to deal with a parade route cut in two by train tracks.
As she and Gordon lived in Ashland for a while, they may have enjoyed the parade (and the trains) years ago.
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