She died today. Here are some photos to remember her by.
She trained and worked as a nurse. She even gave me my first immunizations at the King County Health Department in 1973. When I told her I was going to be a doctor, she discouraged me and told me they were mean to nurses. I have tried very hard not to be.
She married and had my cousins Erik and Ted.
I remember all of the cousins’ birthday parties she would host. They were great fun. I also remember that she had letter magnets and pictures on her refrigerator. I thought it was so cool so now I do the same.
Here she is with me and my father at their mother’s burial in Minnesota.
Here she is at my wedding.
She and her husband Arnie had a casita in La Paz Mexico which we visited. Here she is at the beach there. She had been diagnosed with Parkinson’s, but it was progressing so slowly they even started questioning the diagnosis.
But progress it did. She has been in nursing care for years and through the pandemic. My father visited her regularly when he could.
And she died this morning in hospice care. She is now at peace, but we are all sad.