Dr. Nola Mae Moore

Dr. Nola Moore's reach was far and wide, and by all accounts, her approach to doctoring, and life, compassionate and forthright. Imagine my surprise when my neighbor of over 40 years recently revealed that she had been a long-time patient of Dr. Moore's! It's a small world, and here is Nola, still bringing people together with fond, mutual memories. Sending thoughts your way; she will always be remembered.
Best,
Vicki Stiles at the Museum.

I was going by the senior center the other day and noticed the tulips blooming beautifully. Nola planted them leaving behind a colorful memory of her. JonAnn

My deepest sympathy to your family. Dr. Moore was my physician from the early 1970s until she retired. I loved her straight forward, honest and compassionate way of treating me as a patient. She certainly got me through some difficult times over the years. Dr. Moore spoke lovingly of her husband, Dr. Dahlen and her children. I know she was very proud of all of you. She will surely be missed.

So sorry! She had wise words of advice when I was starting my medical practice in Seattle in the early 1980's.

My heartfelt condolences to you, dear family. Nola was a wonderful friend, and a force of nature. She is already missed, and will always be remembered with great fondness.

Best,
Vicki at the Museum

There is going to be an empty chair once the pinochle players at the senior center can start again, the chair that was occupied by Nola. And at the front desk where she volunteered on Friday afternoons. And the front garden with tulips overflowing in the spring that she always helped plant and nurture. And at the Veterans Day lunch where she proudly wore her uniform. A memory came to me that she told me one day, about her granddaughter Zoe. They were on a walk and she ask Zoe what she wanted...

She was the best type of human. One that we all should aspire to emulate. Kind, selfless, and knowledgeable without fail.
Nola had a very strong nurturing streak. I remember, years ago, family and friends gathered around her kitchen table, playing cards. We played into the wee hours. Nola, always alert to the needs of others , provided a constant stream of plates piled high with sandwiches and goodies. I think in that one night she served us 4 dinners!

I am grateful for her...