How sad it was for me to learn of Lee's passing. I want to thank Donald Marshall for inercepting my Christmas greeting letter to Lee, otherwise I would be thinking why I did not receive a Christmas greeting from her. Also, I appreciate the opportunity to view Lee's Memorial Website. I had a wonderful time knowing Lee in the early fifties and again for the last five-six years. The website did a wonderful job in providing information about Lee during the roughly fifty year gap.
After being in the Army and the Air Force for three years and four years in college, I had arrived in the Bay Area in 1951 eager to pursue an electronic engineering career with HP in Palo Alto. I can't remember how but by chance I found Stan Thompson living in San Francisco. Stan and I both attended Cal Poly and at that time we were both avid skiers. It was Stan who had introduced me to two lovely ladies, Lee and Helen who were living on Fulton Street in SF. Like Lee, I was a New Yorker myself, she from a big city (Rochester) and I from a small village in the far northern part of the state.
I quickly learned that Lee loved nature and outdoor activities as much as I did. Before long, Stan, Helen, Lee and myself started having wonderful weekend camping trips in the Sierras. Our first campout was along the Stanislaus River near Sonora Pass. I believe these experiences encouraged me in later life to backpack hundreds of miles in the High Sierra. Also we had fun time enjoying the ocean at such places as Pedro Point and Point Lobos near Carmel. The attraction of the ocean led me to fish in the Pacific Ocean from British Columbia, California, Mexico, Costa Rica, and also out from Pillar Point.
I did not know that Lee appreciated opera/symphony performances. The popular music we had enjoyed were the New York Broadway musical shows performed at the Geary Theater in SF. We had tried to see every new available production.
Then it happened for us to drift in different directions. Lee had received her teaching credentials and had moved to Monterey to beging her teaching career
About 2001, I had made a trip to visit with my son John who was living in San Jose (now SF). Just for curiosity I had looked in the local telephone book and found Stan and Helen were living in Saratoga. The result was a wonderful visit with them and they had provided me Lee's phone number and address. I called Lee and received her high thrilled voice after I gave her my name. How wonderful it was to hear her voice again after so many years. The same old Lee. It didn't take me too long to get to her place in Menlo Park. I had with me my laptop computer containing all of my worldly images including images of our camping trips and the picnics along the ocean shores.
Since that time we would correspond every Christmas. Once again last May (07) I went to see my son and asked if he would drive me to see Lee. This time Lee would make her fashionable digging remarks about me and my son was enjoying them tremendously. The nicest part of our get together was when John and I were leaving. With a surprise move Lee gave me a very nice hug followed with a very wonderfull kiss. Looking back now - I wondered if she knew that this would be the last time we would see each other again. In hree months she was gone.
I had thought that she would become a sweet little old lady well into her nineties. She left too early. The three of the foursome - Stan, Helen, Lee - are now gone. But I still have the wonderful memories and to back them up,I have the images in my computer.
Lee is my "Unforgttable Lady"