May God bless you and your...
Helen is a lovely, gentle presence in my memory. And here is a specific memory: My son Andy died on a Friday and his death was reported on Saturday morning in the Boulder Daily Camera. At 9 am Helen and another friend of ours, composer Janet Pfischner-McNeil, whom Helen had never met, showed up at our front door. The two ladies went into the kitchen, put on aprons, and took over the running of the house. They answered the phone and kept a list of the callers, they answered the front...
John Paton
August 11, 2020 | Friend


