In 1970, as a newly transplanted New Yorker coming South, I experienced a cultural adjustment. But what better intro to the South than Mary (and Walter). Mary's gracious and witty intellect and clear views on local issues were in contrast with her down-to-earth style of parenting. Her home, filled with fragrances of homemade bread, homemade yogurt and other treats, was a joy to visit. Newly married and soon to be a first-time mom, I would try to mimic Mary's lifestyle. She was a confident, successful parent of Katherine and Jenny, so in 1973 when our son arrived 3 months after Quinn, Mary was my Go-To person for advice. With lots of grace and humor she helped me to become a confident parent.
I recall with great delight the time that Mary invited me to the Salsbury Historic Tour of Homes, where her parent's home was on tour. I cherish the memories of us - two moms - off alone while our spouses held down the forts with our children. How special I felt to be invited!
In recent years Mary and I enjoyed periodic, hour-long telephone conversations where we'd catch up on our families, views on world events and share books we were reading. How fulfilled I felt after those calls! I shall dearly miss my friend who gave me so much, and I hope for peace and nourishment from their lifetime of memories for Walter, Jenny, Katherine and Quinn.
