Saturday, January 26, 2019
Richard and I were very close in age; he was born only a month and a half before I was. So I always enjoyed going to Davenport to visit his family. Being a girl, I'm not sure we ever actually played together, but after we grew into our twenties and thirties we enjoyed talking together very much.
I loved the home on Market Street in Santa Cruz, with its long path down to the creek, Aunt Clara's garden, and the wonderful vegetable garden! We both loved the out-of-doors. And I remember well our long talks about the typesetting business, that I was only involved in indirectly, but knew enough to hold my end of the conversations.
My sincere condolences to his family, one and all, and thank you for letting me know about this sad event.
with love, Phyllis
