I was asked to put together her obituary. So I dutifully noted her many accomplishments and awards for service and all of the ways she helped our theatre with its mission . . . .and cried. Is this all that's left? Is this vibrant, fiesty, funny lady best remembered as a footnote on who won what award when? Then I posted this sad jumble of dates, places, and positions held on Facebook with a fuzzy photo taken 10 years ago -- the only photo I could find of her by the way -- and a beautiful thing happened. I was joined - not only in my grief, but in my joy of having met and known and loved this woman! And every day someone posts another memory or says their farewell and I am reminded that Dottie is so much more to me than a long-time volunteer -- more than my friend -- she was a role model . . . and I have missed her.
In this task that was asked of me I have learned several lessons. First that I take too few photos of the people around me. Second is that we are so much more to each other than awards and citations. And lastly, that I want to live as Dottie did: greeting everyone as a friend, being interested in others around me, and working at what I love until the end