Judith M. Harrington

Just the mention of her name readily summons the sound of Judith's laughter to mind. I'll always remember her impromptu dancing with Hans Walter Gabler in a hotel lobby at a Joyce conference, a demonstration of her devil-may-care vitality. Witty, generous, perceptive -- and now much missed.

Judith was the shining star of our book group for many years, bringing scholarship, wit, and warmth to our get-togethers. Coleridge would have classed her as the best kind of reader, "who profit by what they read, and reflecting, refracting, and enlarging upon it, enable others to profit by it also."

Judith was the kindest Joycean. She was always supportive of grad students' work, a sound scholar of Joyce's background and a wonderful person We will miss her.

Judith was a wonderful person: sharp, acute, generous, full of spirit, and a joy to know.

Judith was so sweet. We shared an interest in the music in Joyce's works, and we would always seek each other out at conferences, sit together at banquets when possible and just carry on merry conversations. She will be missed.

I met Judith when she visited Dublin for a Joyce conference. Coincidentally, her father's brother, who was a friend of my father, lived close to my childhood home, and I knew his family and was often in their home. Judith was someone, once you met her, you would never forget her. We had lunch together in the restaurant of the National Concert Hall, and she was full of praise for the oranisers of the Joyce conference. She invited me to stay with her at her home in California. Everyone...

Judith was a cherished friend for more than 50 years whom I admired and enjoyed immensely. Steven and I will miss the sparkle and fun she brought to our lives.