Bettie Mitchell

Ten years gone by but you are still loved and remembered everyday. I will always miss you Mom

Working for Bettie was never dull. She had a passion for art that was palpable. Bettie hired me, on pure instinct, knowing my knowledge and taste in art was limited. She patiently (and sometimes not so patiently) opened my eyes to a wide range of art and artists, and did so with great gusto. Bettie lived up to her reputation as a fiery redhead, with an inner light that was contagious. Every time I encounter an unfamiliar artist and their works, I think of Bettie, and her eclectic taste...

Memories of my cousin Bettie are deeply joyful, her wonderful sense of humor and truly unfathomable generosity of spirit was and continues to be a welcoming presence in my life. It saddens me that she is no longer in our physical realm and at the same time, she continues to be a very real presence in my life and I believe in the lives of all who knew and loved her. In spirit Bettie is and always will be with us, in the very depths of our heart, where all is well and good. I think of her...

The light of Bettie shines on brighter than ever through the shining eyes of those who loved her deeply and learned well from her beautiful, loving, playful and truly inspiring example.

God continues to bless us all through the love and good works of those she left to follow in her footsteps. Thank you, Des, for reminding us.

Shine on, cousin! xh

80 years ago today, a star was born. A star so bright and beautiful that it still shines bright in my mind. I will never forget you Mom and I only miss you more everyday.

Bettie, I just want to say I am thinking of you now, as I think of you every day...still. I worked for you a long, long time, and we were friends. You are often in my dreams. I wish you were around for our chats, especially when we went out to eat. I miss playing with you, and I miss working together. I even miss our arguments (well some of them, but not all).
I will never forget what you did for me when I was sick, and yours was the hand I felt in the hospital when I woke up, yours was...

My mentor and friend you live in my memory your love, wise and generous advices and teachings are always with me

A year without you is an eternity. I miss you every second.