Spring 2021



Ellen Smedley Smith of Denver, Colorado, on March 18, 2021.

Ellen Smedley Smith, born December 7, 1914, of Denver, Colorado, passed away March 18, 2021, in Fayetteville, Arkansas. She was the third child of Victor Clyde and Anne Wheeler Smedley. At age 106, she had outlived all of her five brothers and sisters as well as her husband, James L. Smith Jr., who died in 1993. She is survived by her daughter, Sarah Anne Myers and husband William D. (Dan) of Fayetteville, Arkansas; son James L. Smith III and wife Sandra of Athens, Georgia; and sister-in-law, Phoebe Smedley, of Denver, Colorado. She was blessed with five grandchildren, three step-grandchildren, twelve great-grandchildren and many beloved nieces, nephews, and friends. Ellen studied humanities and world culture at Scripps College for two years, and in 1936 graduated from the University of Colorado Boulder, where she was a member of the Delta Gamma sorority. It was there she met her husband-to-be, Jim, and they were married in Denver in 1937. They lived in Dallas and Ft. Worth, Texas, for several years, and it was during those years that their children, Sarah and Jimmy, were born. Ellen and Jim enjoyed playing golf at Fayetteville Country Club, and her love of the game continued for the rest of her life. In 2014, this passion caught the attention of the Golf Channel, where she was featured in a segment called “Ellen Smith, The 100-Year-Old Golfer.” After their children went to college, Ellen and Jim traveled frequently, making new friends all around the world. They especially enjoyed trips focusing on nature and wildlife, including birds, and exploring national parks in the West. After Jim’s death in 1993, Ellen’s generous and adventurous spirit led her to pursuits like volunteering for Meals on Wheels and traveling to China with a group from the University of Arkansas. She continued to gather with family each summer in Estes Park, enjoying hikes and even whitewater rafting with her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. She often traveled with her old friend, Phil Prescott, of San Jose, California, and they enjoyed life together in their eighties and nineties. After back surgery at age 97, Ellen gave up driving and accepted caregivers in her home who became like family and enabled her to continue her Fayetteville activities and annual trips to Colorado. She showed great determination, and after a few months of rehabilitation resumed playing golf and enjoying daily walks in her neighborhood’s Wilson Park. When asked the secret of her long and productive life, Ellen said “live with gratitude.” At her 100th birthday celebration, she summed up her approach to life with this Hindu proverb: “The winds of grace are always blowing; we just have to put up our sails.” She was a positive, loving, and faithful person, always looking forward to the next exciting event or chance to be with friends and family. With Ellen’s passing, Fayetteville and many friends and family elsewhere have lost a beloved icon who will always be remembered and will surely be missed.



Hazel Sinclair Valier, of Honolulu, Hawai’i, on May 25, 2005.

Hazel was born in Los Angeles. A homemaker and member of the Adventurers Club, Hazel is survived by granddaughters Karen and Elisha Purdy and stepdaughters Christina Grof, Peggy Goodale, and Kathy Valier.



Winifred Saxton O’Farrell, of Tacoma, Washington, on February 26, 2021.

Winifred Saxton O’Farrell passed away on February 26, 2021. She was 95. Win, the namesake of her mother, Mary Winnie Weaver, was born on May 27, 1925. Together with her father, Malcolm N. Saxton, they made their home in North Tacoma. Win graduated from the Annie Wright School (“Seminary” then) and attended Scripps College. Win met and fell in love with Robley “Bob” O’Farrell, who then enlisted in the Army Air Corps as an officer in 1942. Bob was a bombardier on a B-17G Bomber, and he and his crew affectionately named their Bomber the “Winnie S,” which was inscribed on the plane’s nose. After Bob completed his tour of duty, he returned to his sweetheart and they married in September 1944. Son Patrick was born nine months later, followed by daughter Winifred and another son, James. Win and Bob were charter members of St. Mary’s and regularly attended services there while they lived in Lakewood. Bob and Win owned Saxton’s Furniture for many years, a name that customers knew meant quality furniture and accessories. They were faithful members of Elks Club #174, which included frequent exercise sessions and a multitude of events over the years, enjoying the camaraderie of their fellow Elk members and their families. After retiring, Bob and Win basked in the sun and surf at Surfcrest Condominiums in Copalis, Washington. They traveled the world together from Mongolia to Israel to St. Petersburg and all points in between. Win and Bob enjoyed their children and their spouses Pat (Patti), Win (Bill), Jim (Di); their grandchildren and spouses, Geoff (Daunne), Rob (Brandy), Damon (Megan), Matt (Gwen), Tyler (Stephanie), and Alex (Stacey); and their great-grandchildren Nathan, Justin, Kayla, Alyssa, Rhys, Mason, Mackenzie, and June. It was during these years that Win and Bob were both fond of saying to their family and friends, “Remember, the best is yet to come.” And indeed, it came to be! For Win O’Farrell, her family revered her selfless dedication as a homemaker, den mother, musician, and mother, among many other interests. She encouraged her children to do their best in both their formal educations and their hobbies. This went double time for music, where she set an excellent example as a gifted pianist. Her pragmatic outlook on life was refreshing and appreciated by all who knew her. The memorial service will be held when appropriate.




Sally Bieler Chamberlin, of Los Alamos, New Mexico, on October 15, 2020.
Sally Bieler Chamberlin was artistic, musical, loved nature and the outdoors, and enjoyed skiing, dancing, and swimming, including water ballet. She is survived by her brother, Barrie H. Bieler; her three children, David Chamberlin, Linda Chamberlin, and Alan Chamberlin; her three grandchildren; and her four great-grandchildren. She was preceded in death by her husband, Walter S. Chamberlin.
Caryl Chesmore Hinckley, of Bellingham, Washington, on October 24, 2019.
Caryl Chesmore Hinckley, the oldest daughter of Carlton R. Chesmore Jr. and Fay M. Chesmore, passed at the age of 90. As she requested, she was cremated. Her extended family was with her to celebrate her 90th birthday and her full and joyful life.



Margaret Reimer Warters, of Red Bank, New Jersey, on January 15, 2021.
Margaret Reimer Warters was born and raised in Ojai, California, among horses, orange groves, and avocado trees. She practically learned to ride horses before she learned to walk. Margot was a graduate of Scripps College. It was during that time that she met her husband, William D. Warters (Bill), who was completing his graduate studies at Caltech. Margot and Bill moved east to New Jersey after their marriage in 1952. A longtime resident of Monmouth County, Margot raised her two sons and created a home on a farmette in Lincroft. She was known for her love of horses, gardening, cooking, and entertaining. Her delicious roast chicken, amazing strawberry and raspberry jams, love of comb honey, and dry sense of humor will be greatly missed by many friends and family. Margot is preceded in death by her parents, Margaret H. and Alfred B. Reimer; her husband, William D. Warters; and her brother, John B. Reimer. She is survived by her two sons, John B. Warters (Liz) of Newport News, Virginia, and William D. Warters, Jr., of Tucson, Arizona; four grandchildren, Samuel G. Warters (Kate), Alice M. Warters, Sylvester T. Warters, and Harrison B. Warters; and two great-grandchildren, Edith K. Warters and Jude S. Warters. The family would like to thank and acknowledge the constant care and love given to Margot over the many years from Chela St. Onge, Tony and Sephline Jackson, and their friend Peta Gay Powell.




Elizabeth Flournoy Smith, of Sacramento, California, on November 20, 2020.
Her scent was Joy by Jean Patou. The fragrance announced her entrance into a room, dressed for an evening at the Firehouse or LaSalle’s. To her sons, and those who knew her, she was the epitome of elegance and depth. Elizabeth Flournoy Smith passed at home on November 20, 2020, of natural causes. She was tended to by her sons and caregivers. She was born on December 19, 1932, in Chillicothe, Missouri, to Francis Louise Barclay and Robert Willis Flournoy. She was raised in West Texas and Fort Worth, Texas, before moving to Spokane, Washington. She attended Scripps College. Elizabeth, then Betty Wright, moved to Sacramento with her former husband, Edward J. Wright, in 1955. There were many chapters to Elizabeth’s life. For much of her early years, she worked as a fashion model, walking the ramps of Ransohoff’s, Bon Marché, I. Magnin, and Weinstock’s. She was president of the Professional Mannequins Association. She developed a course on etiquette and charm for young women for Sears, Roebuck and Company. In 1967, she married Stretton M. Smith. In the early ’70s, Elizabeth worked at KCRA, assisting the program director on the radio side of the station. In 1974, she relocated to Seattle. She graduated from McDonald’s Hamburger University and worked with the company in public relations. In 1982, Elizabeth graduated from the Ministerial School at Unity Village, Missouri, and served as the minister of the Christ Unity Church of Maui for 10 years. It was there that she found her calling. As a spiritual leader, Elizabeth helped her congregation find joy and serenity. She had many followers. However, Elizabeth’s “giving” to others extended well beyond her service in the Church. Throughout her life, she was a source of calm and spiritual depth for friends and family. Her personality was magnetic; she was a woman of grace, beauty, heart, and soul. In 1995, Elizabeth returned to Sacramento permanently. There she lived surrounded by her two sons, Edward J. Wright, Jr.,and Robert Flournoy Wright, and her grandchildren, William Wible Wright and Madeleine Fontaine Wright. She is survived by them, her stepson, Steven Wright, her daughter-in-law, Dorthe Mikkelsen Wright, and many friends. Elizabeth was the consummate hostess, friend, partner to her husband, and mother. She was utterly devoted to the latter role, nurturing and providing for her sons to the end.




Barbara Long Parks Freeman, of San Rafael, California, on January 8, 2021.
Barbara Long Parks was born in 1933 to James and Margaret Parks. She grew up with her sister, Virginia, in Pico Rivera and Whittier, California. When she was very young, she lived on a small ranch with avocado and orange trees and rode her bike to the neighborhood school. Her sixth-grade teacher was a favorite and instilled in her a love of baseball, which stayed with her throughout her life. Barbara graduated from Whittier High School in 1951. A note in her yearbook from longtime friend Barbara Bathgate commends her “dry wit,” a quality familiar to everyone who knew her. Barbara attended Scripps College for a year and then moved home and in time graduated from Whittier College, where she met Leslie Freeman. They were married in 1955, and their first daughter, Martha, was born a year and two weeks later. After student-teaching in a second-grade classroom, Barbara earned a lifetime credential from the state of California. She was very proud of that credential. Rather than going to work, though, she became a full-time homemaker and volunteer. She was especially devoted to the Los Feliz Women’s Club and eventually served as president. In 1964, the family moved from Silver Lake in Los Angeles to Chevy Chase Canyon in nearby Glendale. Daughter Amy was born in 1966. Barbara and Leslie were divorced roughly a decade later, and Barbara moved to Orange County to be near her aging parents. There, happily and fortuitously, she took a job selling high-end clothes at a Laguna Beach boutique called Beach & Boulevard. The owner, Agnes Schenk, would become one of her closest friends. In the late 1980s, another happy and fortuitous event occurred: Barbara reconnected with a friend from her Glendale days, Julian Neistadt, whom she would later call the love of her life. Julian and Barbara traveled extensively, often spending holidays with daughter Amy and with Julian’s family, daughters Tracy and Kim, partners Mike and Steve, and grandchildren A.J. and Kendall. Julian was a physician, and Barbara paid close attention at the medical meetings she attended with him. Eventually, she developed such competency in all things related to medicine that Julian labeled her Dr. Barbara. Besides enjoying travel, opera, and theater, Barbara read voraciously, especially mysteries—the bloodier the better. She often polished off a book per day. Like her own mother, Barbara played bridge and prized her friendships with her “bridge ladies.” She was also an excellent cook, one who took full advantage of newfangled inventions like Lawry’s seasoning packets and Birds Eye boil-in-the-bag frozen vegetables. Barbara moved to Boulder, Colorado, to be with family in 2018. In late 2020, she contracted a chest infection unrelated to COVID-19. She died on January 8, 2021. For almost three years after her great-granddaughter was born in August 2018, the family was fortunate to have four generations in the same town. Barbara leaves her sister, Virginia Lee Hupp of Marshall, Missouri; daughters Martha Freeman of Boulder, Colorado, and Amy Britton of Poole, England; grandchildren Sylvie, Rosa, and Ethan Frank; and great-granddaughter Penelope Frank Light. Barbara was generous with individuals who needed her help.



Katherine Barrows Moule, of Oakland, California, on September 21, 2020.
Katherine died peacefully at home in Oakland, California, of endometrial cancer. She was born in Minneapolis, Minnesota, the daughter of Lyman Barrows and Susan Decker Barrows of Wayzata, Minnesota. After primary and secondary education in local schools, she graduated from Dana Hall in Wellesley, Massachusetts, and Scripps College. At Scripps, she majored in art under Phil Dyke, a noted Southern California watercolor artist. For her whole life, Katherine was an active watercolor artist, continuing her education with Dorothy Vorhees in Albuquerque, New Mexico, and taking classes at the Corcoran School of the Arts and Design in Washington, D.C. In 1957, she married James Crawford Moule of Arcadia, California, an aerospace engineer. They had four children, all living: Elizabeth Moule Polyzoides of Pasadena, California; Nancy Moule Rowe of Boulder, Colorado; Allison Moule of Kent, Washington; and John Moule of Nipomo, California. She is survived by her husband; her three sisters, Susan Patterson, Elizabeth King, and Margaret Yamashita; her four children; and three grandchildren, Alexander Polyzoides, James Nicholas Polyzoides, and Katherine Polyzoides. Katherine was a member of Town and Gown in Berkeley, California, the New Mexico Watercolor Society, and the California Watercolor Association.

Dorothy “Dori” Louise Alderson Starkey, of San Diego, California, on January 27, 2021.

Dori Starkey passed away peacefully on January 27, 2021. Dori was born July 16, 1935 in San Diego to Dorothy Louise McNeil Alderson and Winston Towle Alderson. She spent her first years in the Johnstown area near Lakeside; her family then moved to the Hillcrest area when her father, an engineer, began work at Ryan Aeronautical in San Diego. She attended Alice Birney Elementary School, Horace Mann Middle School, where she was class valedictorian, and San Diego High School, where she was involved in many activities and served as head cheerleader and art director of the yearbook. She cherished sports and regularly played softball, basketball, and tennis—she was an avid tennis player and fan until late in life. Equally at home in a studio and on the court, she went on to attend Scripps College on an academic scholarship, selecting it for the quality of its art program, but lamenting the lack of a women’s basketball team. At Scripps, she worked with Phil Dike and Millard Sheets and received the Nicholson Award for the study of art. She went on to graduate study at the Otis College of Art and Design in Los Angeles and further study in Mexico City. Dori met Craig Starkey while working at Alderson Jewelers in Hillcrest, and they were married in 1960. They moved to Chula Vista in 1962 and then to Rancho Santa Fe in 1971. Dori was devoted to the San Diego community and played an active role in many civic and charitable organizations including the Junior League of San Diego, San Diego Museum of Art, San Diego Symphony Association, Children’s Hospital Auxiliary, National Charity League, Wednesday Club, ZLAC Rowing Club, and Las Madrinas. She resumed her art career in the late 1980s, joining the Market Street Group of artists, and opened a gallery in Rancho Santa Fe in 1990, which she operated until 2013. She found a mentor in the renowned Spanish impressionist painter Sebastian Capella, who would inform her work until his death. During this time, she traveled extensively with Craig and gathered material for her paintings, which were exhibited widely, including in an exhibition in Paris. Dori was instrumental in the founding of the Rancho Santa Fe Art Guild and was a member of the La Jolla Art Association. A woman of deep faith, she served for decades with the Altar Guild of St. Peter’s Church in Del Mar. Dori was an exceptional, engaging woman who exuded natural grace, genuine style, warmth, and charm with her welcoming smile and good word for all those who spent time with her. She had a sincere interest in others, a gift for listening, a sympathetic spirit, and a keen sense of her own passions. A woman of many talents, Dori would attend social events, including the Charity Ball, often in formal attire inspired by haute couture that she made herself—a skill she learned from her mother, who made outfits from designs she found in Vogue. She was a devoted, encouraging mother, often described as an angel on earth who looked for the good in others and brought it out in them. She was blessed with a best friend for life in her twin sister Donna and had the affection and devotion of all her family. She is survived by her children Scott (Carrie) Starkey, Charles (Nicole) Starkey, and Kirsten Starkey (Todd) Telander, and grandchildren Miles Telander, Oliver Telander, Madeline Starkey, Abigail Starkey, and Emma Louise Starkey. She was preceded in death by her parents and sisters Donna Alderson Abbey and Ann Alderson Cannon. A memorial gathering will be planned at a future time.




Barbara Ann Schuyler Wetzel, of Aurora, Colorado, on October 13, 2020.
Barbara Ann Schuyler Wetzel was born on November 9, 1937, in Denver, Colorado, to Karl (Danny) and Barbara (Nanny) Schuyler. Barbara is descended from the Revolutionary War’s General Philip Schuyler and the daughter of Alexander Hamilton. Barbara’s grandmother was the wife of former U.S. Senator Eugene D. Millikin, whose first husband was the late Senator Karl C. Schuyler. Barbara graduated from Grayland Day School and St. Mary’s Academy. She attended Scripps College, the University of Denver, and the University of Michigan. Barbara had many passions in life, including books (she worked at a bookstore and volunteered at the University of Denver library) and art (she taught at a local studio and was a docent at a regional exhibition). Barbara was a philanthropist, donating to many organizations. Some of her favorites were the Wild Animal Sanctuary in Keenesburg, Colorado, and the Dumb Friends League, an animal-shelter nonprofit. Barbara belonged to PEO, an organization that gives scholarships to deserving women. She also volunteered for the Hospice of Peace and purchased a room at St. Anthony’s Hospital that was dedicated for the hospice’s use. Barbara volunteered at Fort Logan as well as the Colorado AIDS Society. For many years, she hosted students participating in the nonprofit Up with People; she hosted students from Australia, China, Spain, Germany, and many other places. Barbara loved to travel. She traveled to Europe with her family on the Queen Mary. She loved New York, Washington, D.C., and California. Together with her sister, Diane, she toured many of the historic locations of the Civil War. Barbara loved cruising: Alaska, the Caribbean (Disney Cruise for her grandchildren), and the Panama Canal. She loved to camp, but only at the Broadmoor. Barbara loved animals. She had several cats and dogs. Her two main loves were Goldie and Cuddles, both Cocker Spaniels. She loved sports and was an excellent swimmer, golfer, and equestrian. Barbara had a variety of collections. The most memorable was her Beanie Babies, which she mostly distributed to her nieces, nephews, and grandchildren. Above all, Barbara loved to go to the movies and to Broadway musicals (holding season tickets to the Denver Center for the Performing Arts). She knew the words to any song you could name. Her favorite musical was Frozen. On her last evening in this world, Barbara and her granddaughter Rachel watched a Frozen marathon on television. Barbara is survived by her sister, Diane Bakke; brother, Peter Schuyler; her two children, Deborah (Howard) Selbst and Philip (Vicky) Wetzel; her four grandchildren, Jessica Gardiner, Rachel Selbst, Schuyler Wetzel, and PJ Wetzel; and her four great-grandchildren (Jay, Josh, Ben, and John Gardiner).



Susan Woodbury Morris, of Sacramento, California, on January 24, 2021.
Born in Covina, California, to Norman Earl and Elizabeth Van Ginkel Woodbury, Susan passed away on January 24 in her home in Sacramento after fighting ovarian cancer for over a year and a half. Susan moved to Sacramento as a small child and lived there until the family moved to Davis in 1955, where she attended Davis High School until her graduation in 1958. That year she entered Scripps College. After graduating in 1962, following a two-year stint as a social studies teacher at Roseville High School, she set out on a true adventure that would leave her with a lifelong love of travel. In 1964, Susan was promised a job as a teacher in Germany, and she showed up ready to teach only to be told that all of the faculty members had shown up for the next school year and there was no job for her. This did not stop her. As she was in Europe, she decided she would see as much of the continent as she could, so she began traveling from youth hostel to youth hostel with another woman. In Rome, they met two other travelers who had a Volkswagen van and were planning to drive it as far east as they could. They invited the two ladies to join them, and Sue and her companion were game to go. They then set out on a journey that eventually led them to New Delhi, India. In the course of that journey, they made a slight detour to Egypt to see the sights and otherwise drove through the Middle East up and over the Himalayas into Pakistan and then India in 1965. In Delhi, Susan found a teaching position; she spent the next two years teaching at the American International School and traveling in her spare time throughout India. This so affected her that after she retired from teaching in California, she took her husband to India, where they visited the house she had rented as a teacher many years before. They were able to talk to the gentleman whose father owned it when she was living there, and he shared childhood memories of her (his father referred to her as the nice American who always paid her rent on time). She was also able to visit her school and the classroom where she taught. Following those two years in India, she returned home to Sacramento in 1967, where she went to work at the California State Legislature as an assistant to Assemblyman Leo Ryan. By 1970, she decided to return to teaching, and she took a position with the Sacramento City Unified School District as a teacher and then as a counselor at Goethe, Fern Bacon, and Sam Brannon Middle Schools. She had already obtained one master’s degree, and in the early ’70s, she obtained a second one while teaching in Sacramento. On December 29, 1984, Susan married William Morris, and they began a wonderful marriage of 36 years. Fortunately, the two of them enjoyed the same things, particularly travel and classical music. They traveled throughout the world, to the point where Susan had visited over 110 countries during her life. Some of their travel involved trips to opera houses and symphony halls. Susan was originally the opera lover and Bill the orchestra lover, but they both ended up loving what the other first loved. Susan liked opera so much that she held San Francisco Opera annual series tickets for 50 years. Susan is survived by her husband, Bill, sister Karen Woodbury, brothers John and Steve Woodbury, numerous nieces and nephews, and some very good friends.
Jennifer S. Lehman, of Santa Rosa, California, on September 11, 2020.
Jennifer S. Lehman, educator, mentor, and longtime friend to many, passed away at the age of 77 in Santa Rosa, California. Jennifer taught at Rincon Valley Junior High School/Middle School in honors English, Latin, and reading, and for many years she co-directed musical theater at the school. She also taught English at Ursuline High School and, most recently, International Baccalaureate Latin at Montgomery High School. In addition, she volunteered her time at the Children’s Speech Therapy Center. She was twice awarded the honor of Sonoma County Teacher of the Year. She leaves behind a brother and sister-in-law in Wisconsin, a nephew in Santa Rosa, and her sibling cats, Tommy and Tuppence. Her intelligence, acerbic wit, organizational skills, and ability to cut to the chase brought clarity to her endeavors. After years of valiantly holding off many medical challenges, teaching all the while, she completed her life’s work on September 11, 2020. She lived her life with fortitude and dignity as an inspiration to all of the many students, colleagues, and friends who will remember her forever. At her request, no services were held. She might like it if those who knew her would talk softly among themselves, honoring her and enjoying memories.



Sheryl E. Vaniman Griffith, of Red Hook, New York, on November 8, 2020.
Born on June 23, 1945, in Atascadero, California, Sheryl was the daughter of the late Ralph and Esther (Monro) Vaniman. Sheryl graduated with honors in art from Scripps College in 1966. She studied for a time at the Rhode Island School of Design and later earned a Master of Library Science at the University of Albany. For over 20 years, Sheryl was the head librarian at the Franklin D. Roosevelt National Historic Site in Hyde Park, New York. She also worked for a number of years at the National Archives and the Department of Agriculture in Washington, D.C., Sheryl was instrumental in the creation and development of the Town of Red Hook Recycling Center. She also worked at both the Red Hook and Tivoli libraries. She is survived by her loving sons, Joel Griffith of Tivoli, New York, and Jesse Griffith of Minneapolis, Minnesota, along with extended family, countless friends, and colleagues. Sheryl was widely traveled and widely read. She was a talented carpenter, prolific seamstress, avid gardener, enthusiastic dancer, and outstanding cook.




Valerie Bryan Franklin, of Woodland Hills, California, on July 20, 2020.
Valerie Bryan Franklin, art dealer, collector, consultant, benefactor, philanthropist, businesswoman, and cherished family member and friend, was born to Harry A. and Ruth Franklin in Los Angeles. Valerie grew up immersed in the art world, surrounded by extensive, exquisite, and historically significant collections, including African, Oceanic, modern, and antique Asian, Latin American, and pre-Columbian works. Her parents began collecting in 1938 and turned their home into a salon for pioneering scholars. The Franklins’ passion became a business when they opened the highly respected Franklin Gallery, which became the Harry A. Franklin Gallery. While following her father’s lead, Valerie paved her own path in the male-dominated art world with tenacity and with the poise, intelligence, and ferocity necessary to achieve her own prominence. She attended Scripps College and graduated cum laude from the University of California, Los Angeles (UCLA), with a BA in art history after studying primitive art under the late Dr. Arnold Rubin. Following graduation, she served as associate director and then director and owner of the Harry A. Franklin Gallery in Beverly Hills from 1971 through 1989. Throughout her career, corporations, museums, and private collectors regularly engaged Valerie for her expertise as an art consultant. In 1990, she retained Sotheby’s for a single-owner sale entitled “Harry A. Franklin Family Collection of African Art,” which remains the most important single sale of primitive art in history. Her success buttressed her philanthropy in the art world. Notably, Valerie elevated her standing as benefactor to the Hood Museum of Art at Dartmouth College when she contributed an extraordinary collection of Oceanic art to the museum. Of her donation, Timothy Rub, then the museum’s director, said that it was “one of the finest and most comprehensive private collections of Melanesian art, numbering over 1,200 objects. . . . Due to this donation, the Hood Museum of Art’s holdings in this area are among the largest to be found in public museums in the country and serve as a significant resource for exhibition, teaching, and research.” Other recipients of Valerie’s gifts include the UCLA Fowler Museum of Cultural History, Natural History Museum of Los Angeles County, Denver Museum of Art, Detroit Institute of Arts, Baltimore Museum of Art, M.H. de Young Memorial Museum, San Diego Museum of Art, and Dallas Museum of Art. She has loaned pieces of her collection to these museums and to several Smithsonian museums, the National Gallery of Art, American Museum of Natural History, Center for African Art, and Metropolitan Museum of Art, among many other institutions. In the 1970s and ’80s, fortunate attendees heard Valerie’s lectures for the Los Angeles County Museum of Art’s Docent Council, the Dallas Museum of Arts, the Friends of Ethnic Art in San Francisco, “The Expressions of Cameroon Art” Docent Training, and as a professor of African art in the Humanities Department at the California School of Professional Psychology. During those years, she also served on the Ethnic Arts Council of Los Angeles as membership chair, program chair, and executive board member. As a beloved family member and friend, Valerie was always fascinated by life and was endlessly fascinating herself. She was a captivating conversationalist with far-reaching knowledge, experience, and insights that enhanced the awareness of those around her. She was generous and giving, fully committed to those she loved and willing to share different approaches to life problems. She was insightful into the intentions of others, quick to spot a phony, and strong willed. Valerie had a firm awareness of, and appreciation for, the beauty that graced each of the five senses. Altogether, she was a woman of deep spiritual beliefs, intellect, and compassion for others, a true gift. Valerie was predeceased by her parents and is survived by her extended family and all those who love her.




Caroline C. Post, of Cambridge, Massachusetts, on November 8, 2019.
There is a picture of Callie taken the summer when she was two and a half. She is standing with her older sister and brother on the lawn in front of their house, wearing nothing but a huge smile and her favorite little red sneakers. It tells you everything about her—she knew what was essential and she knew how to be happy about it. These two qualities were what made her such a wonderful first-grade teacher. Born with Klippel-Trenaunay syndrome before anyone even knew what it was, she knew the pain that multiple operations and physical disfigurement could bring, but it only made her more determined to spread her love and share her creativity with the young people she taught. Working first at a school for the children of migrant workers in Florida and then at an inner-city school in Houston, she found and nurtured little ones who needed her love. After she died, her family found among her things copies of letters she had written to each of her students, welcoming them to first grade and, after they had finished the school year, praising them for their work. When she left Houston in 2002 to come north to help care for her ailing stepfather, she became a reading tutor and also found new joy in making beautiful things, especially glasswork and mosaics. Her family and friends treasure her many pieces, which she could have sold but preferred to give away. That was the story of her life: finding happiness in giving away love.
Carradine “Carrie” Sue Young, of Wellington, Colorado, on September 14, 2020.
Carrie Sue Young, age 64, passed away after a yearlong struggle with cancer. She was at home in Wellington, Colorado, surrounded by her children, pets, and husband. Carrie knew that strength is not necessarily demonstrated through survival but through honesty and courage in the face of suffering. She was born in January 1956 in Peoria, Illinois, to Gene Koch and Martha Rice Koch. She grew up in Illinois, Saint Croix, the Virgin Islands, and Greeley, Colorado. She received an education at Scripps College and at Colorado State University. From the age of 23 through the rest of her life, Carrie lovingly co-parented her oldest three children with her first husband, Rick Rouge. On September 9, 1989, she married Nick Young, with whom she had three more children. They celebrated their 31st wedding anniversary five days before her passing. Carrie was a kind and loving force in the lives of her family, friends, and community. She lived a life of faith and was active in her church community for many years, keeping her home open to those who needed family and food. Carrie volunteered for several years at the Rocky Mountain Raptor Program, caring for injured wildlife, where she was much beloved as the volunteer “mom” and was honored twice as volunteer of the month. Carrie was an active member of the Northern Colorado Homeschool Connection, alongside other mothers and families. As a compassionate and courageous person, Carrie was willing to challenge her own perspective, religious dogma, and the status quo. She became passionate about social justice, including racial justice (Black Lives Matter), LGBTQ rights, mental health awareness, immigrant rights, and gender equity. She believed in loving her neighbor and welcoming the stranger. Carrie hoped her grandchildren would grow up in a more just and equitable world. During her childhood in the Caribbean, she learned to love the ocean, and she always considered herself an “island girl.” She loved nature and maintained a large organic garden and indoor plant collection, keeping the rest of her property “wild” for the native animals and grasses. She was always surrounded by plants, flowers, and pets and was devoted to her many chickens, dogs Rosy and Mary, and cat Bruce. Carrie loved art, color, and design; she was an artist who filled journals with creations in pen, pencil, and paint. She shared her passions with her children and grandchildren in numerous ways, including by reading classics aloud, leading hikes in the mountains, snorkeling over reefs, and caring for creatures great and small. Carrie was preceded in death by her father, Gene Koch, mother, Martha Rice Koch, and younger brother John Koch. She leaves behind her brother Craig Koch (Ketchikan, Alaska) and her husband, Nick Young (Wellington, Colorado). She also sadly leaves behind her six children, Lucas Rouge (Englewood, Colorado), Jacque Hanson (Fort Collins, Colorado), Audrey Rouge (Denver, Colorado), David Young (Wellington, Colorado), Naomi Young (Brooklyn, New York), and Jon Young (Fort Collins, Colorado). She held on as long as she could for her five grandchildren, who loved their sweet, kind, loving Gramma. Above all else, Carrie was a devoted and adoring mother and grandmother. Her unconditional love is her legacy and gift.




Sally Kathleen Scholz, of Santa Cruz, California, on February 22, 2021.

Sally Kathleen Scholz, 63, of Santa Cruz and San Francisco, California, unexpectedly passed away on February 22, 2021. Sally was born on January 29, 1958, to William and Jane Scholz in Inglewood, California. After graduating from Chaffey High School in 1976, she started her college career at Scripps College before transferring to the University of California, Santa Cruz, where she received a Bachelor of Arts degree in ethnic dance. She would later go on to establish her own jewelry business with a focus on antique and estate jewelry. An independent and free spirit, Sally led an incredibly interesting and adventurous life. Her travels took her to all corners of the world, and she especially loved trekking in faraway lands in Asia and Africa. She also enjoyed family campouts in the high Sierra Nevada range and would often travel to join family gatherings for graduations, weddings, vacations, and other milestone events. Although Sally never married, her life was full of friends, family, and fur babies. She never met a stranger and was always willing to engage in meaningful conversations, fun activities, and charitable causes. Her aesthetics were reflected in her eccentric art and home decor, her love of quirky costumes, and her fun sense of humor. She loved to support live entertainment and had a passion for dancing. Those who knew and loved her have been blessed by her joie de vivre, which was contagious and can never be forgotten. Sally was predeceased by her parents and is survived by her aunts and uncles, George and Connie Winter and Jim and Darlene Winter, a half-sister Geraldine Scholz, a host of nieces, nephews, and cousins, and her two precious chihuahuas, Sancho and Rico Suave. She was an adopted member of the Doblick family and considered the fourth sister; thus she was like an aunt to the nieces and nephews. While not a blood relative, she was always a part of important events and celebrations so she will be truly missed.




Jennifer Crowder, of Seattle, Washington, on July 26, 2020.
Jennifer Crowder passed away peacefully on Sunday, July 26, 2020, from complications of Parkinson’s and cystic fibrosis. Her husband, Kevin Sulonen, was at her side. The family would like to thank the staff at Kaiser Permanente, Swedish, and UW Medicine who provided Jennifer with advanced specialty care. She lived fully while fighting both diseases for many years. She leaves behind her husband, Kevin Sulonen; sister Steffanie Kennedy and her husband, Ken; brother Doug Crowder and his wife, Joa; and brother Paul Crowder. She also leaves behind dearly loved nieces Chelsea Lay, Ella Crowder, Maya Crowder, and nephew Chase Woodrum, as well as a grandniece and grandnephew. She leaves behind one beloved aunt, Nadine Sommerfield, and is very much missed by her “furry loves,” dogs Samantha and Chloe. Jennifer’s parents, Paul and Jane Crowder, predeceased her. She deeply loved her family and was grateful for the values her parents instilled in her and her siblings. Her parents provided Jennifer and her siblings with an amazing childhood filled with music, art, education, outdoor adventures, and travel. Kevin loved her deeply and fully honored their marriage vows of “in sickness and in health” by caring for her full-time for the last year. Jennifer was born in Ithaca, New York, where her father was earning a master’s degree at Cornell University. The young family moved to Seattle, eventually settling in Bellevue. Jennifer graduated from Newport High School and then Scripps College, and she earned her master’s degree from the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. Kevin and Jennifer lived in Fayetteville, North Carolina, while Kevin served in the 82nd Airborne. After Kevin’s military service, they returned to Seattle and became long-term residents of Crown Hill. Jennifer was smart, talented, and very independent. She loved being outdoors and was particularly skilled at making bouquets from her beautiful garden. She played the French horn with several groups, including Thalia Youth Symphonies, Orchestra Seattle, and the Seattle Gilbert and Sullivan Society, for 25 years. She loved music and was a mentor to others. She regularly attended the Seattle Opera, Seattle Symphony, and Olympic Music Festival and was a member of the Seattle Art Museum. She traveled extensively, beginning in Bath, England, while she was in college, and she went on to visit China, Cambodia, Turkey, Spain, and Italy. She and her family loved to spend time on the Washington coast, especially at Kalaloch. She loved art, literature, and poetry and was an accomplished, published writer. Besides her family, she leaves behind many friends from her years working at Safeco, fellow horn players, and members of her book club. Jennifer will be dearly missed by all.















Professor James Gould, of Seattle Washington, March 13, 2021.


James “Jim” W. Gould passed away on March 13, 2021, in Seattle at the age of 96. Jim served in World War II, returning home to obtain a master’s degree in international relations from the Fletcher School of Law and Diplomacy, where he would later earn his doctorate. In 1960, Jim served as Fulbright Professor at the University of Munich and then began his tenure at Scripps, where he taught courses for 35 years in international relations, cultural geography, and women and peace.


A longtime pacifist, Jim directed Peace Corps programs and became a Quaker. He also became involved in peace research and teaching nonviolence in theory and practice. At Scripps, he taught about women peacemakers like Jane Addams, Virginia Woolf, and Helen Caldicott and brought women peace activists to class discussions.  


In 1989, family, friends, and alumnae established the James W. Gould Scholarship in International Relations Fund at Scripps College for high-achieving students with financial need who are interested in the promotion of human rights and of peaceful resolutions to international conflict and global problems. To make a gift to the fund, click here, select “Other,” and type “James W. Gould Scholarship in International Relations.”


Jim is survived by his wife, Anne, his children, and his eight grandchildren, who all have fond memories of their wonderful storytelling grandfather.