My friend tells me just now. I hope only to honor her.
Mary is one of the most noble people I've ever known. She extends her hospitality generously and lights up her surroundings with familiar warmth. She loves talking all the time with a disarming charm and energy. I think it is the same energy that has also made her one of the strongest people in the world.
Mary kept living through the treatments stronger than anyone expected and she didn't want pity. Instead of thinking about herself, she was sorry for her family and friends and the pain they were going through about this. She often kept this up with a good sense of humor, always making jokes and laughing, sometimes even about the chemo.
A remarkable person, she also knew as much about this music as any professional guitarist, being able to talk about the player's style, influence, and sound. I used to call her the "godmother of gypsy jazz," though I'm sure there are better titles. She's given us so much out of friendship and a common love for this music. I think as a person she was an optimistic to the core. One will always cherish the moments spent with her. She remains the most wonderful woman. I miss her so much. Rest in peace, November 6, 2004.