From Heather on what would have been Robin’s Eightieth Birthday, which we know she is now celebrating.
Early this morning as I am awaking slowing, going into a small hall, I noticed a pastel hanging on the wall of myself that Eugenia had done of me when I was 14 yrs old. She did not sign it and I had always wanted Robin to sign it for her mother. But, ALL the times that Robin was here with me, never once did I remember to ask her! She knew the painting and we marveled how your Mom had captured the exact color of my hair and then surrounded the pastel in a lime green( my best color but of course it took me 30 years to see how good I looked in that color!)Now I am heartsick that I have lost my golden opportunity. I awaken thinking of precious Robin and remembering her laugh. Now, one of you MUST make it to SA and sign my portrait! Please! Heather