Such a lovely lady. I share fond memories with our growing up. Remember how we had such a great time in St Thomas, Virgin island where Bev and Clyde had a home overlooking Megan's Bay. You will be missed by many Bevie...
I have enjoyed Beverly 3 times in my adult life and each memory is of her grace, intelligence and tender care. I especially appreciated her love of
"Mary Jane", my mother Jean Hill. Bev is remembered as a shining light by me.
To me having a big sister like Bev was always a treat because she was always going places. She was a great shopper and we would go browsing, her word for shopping. And occasionally she would buy m something beautiful. I took my very first trip to Disneyland back in 1955 with Bev and Jack. It had just opened. I never got there again with my parents. When Bev went to live in Alaska, she learned to fly solo and actually flew over the North Pole.
Bev was very happily married to Clyde, the love of her life. She visited over 60 countries with him and lived in several. She thrived on the adventure. She loved the out of doors and camping. I always eagerly anticipated her beautifully written letters from distant places and I am sure my love of travel and shopping were because of her.
Bev will be sorely missed by all of us. My only regret is that she lived so far away. I will really miss Bev although I know she is in a better, gentler place now enjoying a new life with our Heavenly Father. I will miss our long chats on the phone and our get togethers with a box of chocolates and a little wine. Thanks for being my sister Bev. I will always love you.
Beverly has remained my friend since 1952; the year I married her brother, Peter. Her Christmas cards each year were always the most beautiful of all I received, and there was always a thoughtful and interesting note included in her lovely script. I was fortunate enough to visit with her (after so many years) several years ago when she passed through Columbia. I shall always have fond, and loving memories of having had the opportunity of knowing Beverly.
Aunt Beverly was always one to keep in touch, especiially with beautifully composed and written cards and letters. Growing up both our family and hers were traveling the globe but managed to meet up occasionally. My Mom, Betty Sue, recalls a visit by Beverly while we were in France. And Clyde's work took them to Alaska where they and my parents took a float plane to a remote fishing camp for a brief vacation that holds fond memories for them. Aunt Beverly and Clyde also attended my West Point graduation. Thoughts and prayers to Aunt Beverly - her sweet voice and caring disposition remain with me