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From Mercedes Miranda
I decided to go to see her home in Red Hook where I had
spent so many evenings and hours with her.
But what about Mrs.Lee, the owner of the convenience store
across the street that Liz visited almost daily? I had never met her but I knew
she was important for Liz, and probably vice-versa. Tim and Nick agreed she had to know.
I met Mrs.Lee and shared the sad news. We, strangers until then, comforted each other by holding
hands for several minutes. And of course, we couldn't hold back the
tears.
Liz would have approved.
-Mercedes
From Sue Becker
I first met Liz in a supervision class for
psychotherapists. Besides her insightful comments and questions, I was struck
by her unconventional dress--colorful stockings
and shoes, unusual pants, compared to my very conventional attire. She
dressed in style, often with accessories she found at the Goodwill store. I
saw her as avant guard in her dress and demeanor. She expressed herself in a
very unique way, which reflected her independence and sense of freedom. She was not concerned
about what others would think of her, as evidenced in her relationship with
Sam, her alcoholic friend and lover.
As a clinician she always saw her clients in the context
of their family and community--not as separate persons but part of a whole
context of people.
She was fun too, before she got so tired and worn out.
She laughed a lot, was cool, and loved the dinner parties with the dinner gang who staged an elaborate party
every month. She was a social animal , enjoying dining in style with this
special group of friends. She knew how to relax and enjoy life.
From Sue Becker, fellow friend and therapist
Liz's Apartment - photo by Mercedes
