|Patricia and Marty during their time in Costa Rica|
As a reader of Word in the Woods, you know them, and how much she loved them. (And she could kid because she loved; as she once wrote on this blog, "My son Harry went to Bonnaroo, a music festival in Tennessee, and hasn't been heard from in more than a week. I'm sure his phone is dead. Should I assume he'll be home for dinner tonight?")
Her friend Ronni Gordon wrote a lovely tribute to Patricia on her own blog: "She was feisty, funny, smart and compassionate." (You can read it in its entirety here: http://runnerwrites.blogspot.com/2014/06/on-losing-friend-to-leukemia.html.)
Patricia had a thing for the color orange long before Netflix decreed it cool; she also liked shoes, earrings that matched her clothes and a good cocktail. But it is her love for Marty, Mariel, Mark and Harry that runs through every post on this blog.
That love lives on, through her family and her many friends, and through her writing; and because of it, so does she.