CHERYL ANN ROBERTSON

I met Cheryl at Oberlin in the spring of 1971, she a freshman, I a sophomore, as we provided technical support to a German play. Looking at her one day, I mused that some day I would marry her. It would not be.

That summer, she picked up a job in Asbury Park, New Jersey and later called to say that had married at some quaint pond.

She then took a year off and eventually returned to Oberlin. We renewed a friendship and I offered to drive her to the oil fields of Idaho where her...

My condolences to the family and friends of Ms. Robertson. May you draw close to the hearer of prayer during this difficult time. Psalm 65:2