Saturday, November 4, 2017
Elizabeth and I worked together closely for the last 15 years. I will miss her tremendous intellect, her fierce wit, her dedication to whatever she took on, her deeply moral way of moving through the world. She understood so much about life and love and loss; when my son died six years ago, she offered me comfort and understanding that I'll never forget. There's a beautiful green glass on my desk, made by David and sent to me by Elizabeth for Christmas a few years back. I use it every day and will continue to do so. And now it will remind me how grateful I am to have spent years in her company. My heart to yours, David.
