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May 23, 2020
Beth was one of a kind. Always a presence (even more so after a nicotine hit!), Beth was brilliant, hard working, good humored and fun. She made a huge impression on everyone she worked with at UW and who passed through the lab. I can hear her raspy voice and so clearly see the set of her closed lips (very straight with just a hint of an upturn at the ends), and a cocked eyebrow, after a definitive pronouncement of a sharp observation of some quirk of human nature.

Somehow, Beth talked me into taking flamenco dance classes with her. Each Saturday for the last 2 years of the last century, we would straggle off to Belltown in her car—avoiding the freeways - she did not like driving on those - and we’d spend an hour or so, floundering gamely through sevillanas, rumbas and endless exercises, both of us feeling weird to be wearing full skirts and dancing shoes with heels, given our usual practical wardrobe (jeans, and, for Beth, the ever present long cardigan). In our carpooling, I marveled over her stories of the wild early days, of artistic exploits (like photographing eagles’ nests), of the pet macaw that loved pushing dinner plates out of the cupboard, of the challenges of living with psycho cats (lots of soap and water wall and floor scrub downs), of her experiments with yoga for stress relief, of her love and respect for her large family, of the many memorable times when she shared her home with a roster of multigenerational family members and friends.

As well as being a great story teller, Beth was a thoughtful listener, a creative problem-solver, a sharp observer of the human condition and a solid friend, one of the most reliable, organized, responsible, yet loving, spirited, and quirky people I’ll ever know. I treasure the collection of handmade Christmas cards she sent us over the years.
May 23, 2020
Beth was one of a kind. Always a presence (even more so after a nicotine hit), Beth was brilliant, hard working, good humored and fun. She made a huge impression on everyone who worked with her or passed through the lab at UW.
I can hear her raspy voice and so clearly see the set of her closed lips (very straight with just a hint of an upturn at the ends), and a cocked eyebrow, after a definitive pronouncement on a profound observation of some quirk of human nature.
Somehow, Beth talked me into taking flamenco dance classes with her. Each Saturday for the last 2 years of the last century, we would straggle off to Belltown in her car, avoiding the freeways - she did not like driving on those - and wed spend an hour or so, floundering gamely through sevillanas, rumbas, and endless exercises, both of us feeling weird to be wearing full skirts, given our usual practical wardrobe (jeans, and, for Beth, the ever present long cardigan). During our carpools, I marveled over her stories of the wild early days, of artistic exploits (like photographing eagles nests), of the pet macaw that loved pushing dinner plates out of the cupboard, of the challenges of living with psycho cats (lots of soap and water wall scrub downs), of her experiments with yoga for stress relief, of her love and respect for her large family, of the many memorable times when she shared her home with a roster of multigenerational family members and friends.
As well as being a great storyteller, Beth was a thoughtful listener, a creative problem-solver, a sharp observer of the human condition and a solid friend, one of the most reliable, organized, responsible, yet spirited, loving and quirky people Ill ever know. I treasure the collection of handmade Christmas cards she sent us over the years.
Relationships contour your life: I am deeply grateful for the contours Beth made in mine.
May 22, 2020
Beth was my first real science mentor and partner when I was starting out in science the summer after my freshman year in college. She taught me how to use a microscope and make figures, and for three happy summers we were together in the lab almost all day. She didn't tolerate nonsense. She was a good judge of character. I was lucky to have support from someone like Beth so early in my scientific training. I've just finished my PhD; if I had worked with a less encouraging first mentor, I would not have been as excited to continue in research. I think of her often, whenever I make a figure in the software program Illustrator, which she taught me to use. To move an object you need to click on its very center - 'you need to grab 'em by the bellybutton,' she would say.
May 20, 2020
My sister. My playmate, my partner in zaniness, my co-traveler in life, my most trusted confidante, and my best friend. I loved you and you loved me right back.
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