I was introduced to Roe by a friend in common, Cheryl Rae Morgan, who once e-mailed a note to me: "I have a dear friend who will be visiting New Mexico next month. May I give her your address so you could share some tourist tips with her?"
That was a real beginning. It might have been less memorable had I not stranded Roe, her two traveling companions, my (late) husband and me on top of (10,800 ft) Sandia Peak just after dusk by running out of gas.
At the time it wasn't very funny, but came to be a running gag. I have two minature antique gas pumps and a small "Texaco" tin with a two dollar bill in it on my computer desk; gifts received from Roe over the next few years. On an anniversary of the event, I sent her a one-gallon plastic gas can with Albuquerque and Sandia Peak motifs decopauged all over it, including photos and pithy quotes.
A silly thing, but it bonded us forever. When she received her awful diagnosis, she asked me if I would join her band of "Angels." What a wonderful "flock" of women they are! It is a joy to be included in their ranks.
Roe is a spirit, a catylist, a woman who brought diverse types of people together. A tornado who left nothing but humor, love and understanding in her wake.
We'll meet again.##imported-begin##Sue "Sooz" Dovey##imported-end##
