Friday, June 21, 2019
With tears swimming in my eyes, I acknowledge all that dear Marguerite brought to life; to her family, especially to her husband and daughter, for whom she clung to life; to her friends, especially to Carol Powell, who introduced us in Ajijic; to the music, for which which she relished playing and listening; to her UU church, to which she was devoted; and to her voracious appetite to freely give of herself to everyone she possibly could, including to lucky me.
She imprinted on all these people and things with a startlingly brisk and honest laugh and with her ever tap-dancing eyes. I’m fortunate to have had the privilege of seeing all this in action. I have a hard time imagining a planet without her.
