Lucy T. Wilson

Lucy Thomasa Wilson was born in San Jose, California on November 13, 1957, the second of the ten children of Joseph Greene and Barbara Howell Greene. She left this world on November 12, 2025, in Spokane, Washington, surrounded by her family on the eve of her 68th birthday, after an unbearably swift decline from cancer.

Lucy lived in California, Montana, Texas, Colorado, and Washington. She earned her degree in English and Political Science from Gonzaga University and pursued graduate study in urban planning and conservation at University of Colorado at Denver. In 1979 she married Ron Wilson, and their daughter Rachel Elizabeth was born in 1985.

A lifelong teacher, artist, botanist, scholar, storyteller, seeker, and caretaker, Lucy devoted her life to creativity and to loving the people around her. Her brilliant mind and snappy wit made her a joy to talk to about the mundane and the meaningful. She made everything beautiful, from an elaborate theme party to a simple pot of vegetable soup for supper. Even her handwriting was a masterpiece. To watch her in the garden or in the kitchen was to witness an artist at work. To experience her art was to be taken on a journey of beauty and love.

Playful, kind, quirky, tender, silly, curious, complex, loving, funny, strong. That was Lucy. The ultimate supporter of the underdog and challenger of the conventional. Always moving, always thinking. She saw what others missed. She could create an entire universe.

To remember Lucy, light a votive and watch its glow through a pretty candleholder. Sink your hands into the soil. Turn your face toward the warm sun after the day's first sip of coffee (half and half, no sugar). Give someone the steady hug they need. And take the time to notice fleeting sparks of beauty and the divine in an ordinary day.

"It's all about the love."

Lucy was predeceased by her parents. She is survived by her daughter Rachel, her grandson Miles, and their family in New York; four sisters and five brothers: Monica, Joseph, Dominic, Angela, Christian, Michael, Adam, Mara, and Jeanette; and innumerable nieces, nephews, in-laws, cousins, and friends from all walks of life who loved her so very much. While we grieve deeply, she is now free.

After a private memorial and cremation in Spokane, and a rosary and funeral Mass at Our Lady of Hope Chapel in Everett, she was laid to rest in Marysville Cemetery.