Kathryn-McBride-Obituary

Kathryn McBride

Santa Cruz, California

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Mary Kathryn McBrideJanuary 28, 1950 - February 23, 2012Resident of Soquel, CaliforniaOur beloved Mary Kathryn McBride passed away at her beautiful home in Soquel on February 23 2012 with her son Joseph and dear friends by her side. She maintained her dignity throughout her illness with Cancer,...

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I knew Kathy Aptos Jr High. She was always kind and inspirational. My condolences to her family.

It was my honor and true pleasure to know and love Kathryn through Cabrillo College classes. Fun, serious, conscientious, creative and caring, caring, caring, Kathryn gave life her all. A true lady and a dedicated, sensitive teacher, I never heard a negative word about her, whether the student was 16 or 66! She loved us all and we loved her back. I'll always miss her. Here's to you, lovely one! xxx

This photo was given to me by Kathryn (aka Blanche) around 1983 when I was her student at San Francisco State University. An exemplary teacher and wonderful person. My life is richer for having known her. Be at peace, dear.

Kathy and Bede, duet buddies. 1967 Larson Pool. S.F.

San Francisco Merionettes 1967 All American Team, Balboa Pool

Oh Dearie ... so long since we visited. It seems like yesterday we were 15 and 16 - swimming like water puppets. Borodin and Khatchaturian. It was such an honor to be duet partners with you. I treasure all your beautiful gifts. Graceful hands and generous heart. Your laughter, Junior Mints and Animal Crackers. Your friendship means the world to me. Thank you my dear swimming sister. I will share swimming pictures with your friends as soon as I figure out how to put them in your...

Such a great teacher ;-)

At the beach, teaching students to pit fire

You will be so missed.

Thank you, Kathryn for your inspiration, warmth, expertise and friendship. I will cherish the memories of our Tuesday/Thursday ceramics nights, the friends we all became, our huddled evenings, all together over dinner, wine, lots of laughter, Joseph's trains, and the cozy little house over-looking the pond. Magic.