Nancy Paschke

I am a friend of Nancy's sister, Sue. I'm so sorry that I didn't get to know Nancy better personally, but I have appreciated some wonderful stories from her sisters and am pleased that her talents as an artist have been recognized.

Dear Nancy: You were always very chic. From our first meeting at your wedding reception to our last,just a month ago, you always looked wonderful. I greatly admire your personality to look as good as you could, despite all your difficulties. I will always treasure the time we spent together as neighbors in Chicago.

Michael and I, together with our children Ken and Keri send our most sincere sympathy to Marc and Sharon.

Dear Nancy - my first first cousin. Your stays at our house were truly fun and memorable - jazz, comedy, long talks, laughter and friendship over many years. I'll miss you so much. love, Deb

One of the blessings of being married to Nancy's sister Sue is having known Nancy for the past 23 years. I didn't know her before she began her struggle with Parkinsons. Despite this, I saw the very same beatnik, artist and dreamer that others once saw riding a Harley. "I will always remember your spontaneous trip to visit us in S.F. and our night out at the Other Cafe. Bless you Nancy. Thank you."

My condolences to the Paschke family. How tragic for the Chicago arts community, but how wonderful to know that Nancy and Ed are reunited again and coloring the skies above.

I have known Nancy's husband Ed for several years. I want to wish the Pascke family my deepest sympathy for their losses these past few months. Ed and Nancy will be missed but remembered dearly by the art and education communities. They both contributed to education and the arts and have impacted our future generations.

Another one of Nancy's first cousins. She spent a summer with us "way out west" in the early 60s. I was wide-eyed with curiosity about this wild one and have remained fascinated and inspired by her ever since. She is flying free now.

Of all the 19 first cousins, Nancy Cohn Paschke was #1. I, Judi Marlowe Rubin was lucky to be #2. Nancy was 2 years older and I saw her every summer during our midwest trek to the Sinaiko homestead in Madison. Nancy was truly the epitome of a "free spirit." She always reminded me of a beautiful wild horse, untamed and unfettered by the usual earthly restraints. I see her now prancing across the heavens, smiling down, hair blowing back at the angels unable to keep up with her, her spirit freed...

I remember Nancy arriving at the house in Waukeegan on the back of a big Harley when we were making one of our visits there. She ran in to get something and I was impressed at the short discussion with her mother that took place before she drove off again. She pushed through her infermity with courage and we'll miss her.