Bette Mitchell Chapin

This message is for Cindy, who was a friend of mine in high school. It seems strange to express condolences electronically so I hope you will excuse any awkwardness.
I remember your mom as being so cultured, blonde and pretty and artistic. Her potters' wheel really impressed me as did the care she would take arranging minerals so artfully in the glass topped coffee table. One treasured memory is going on a picnic trek with she and your stepdad in the Rincon mountains where we found...