Pat York

[tmcg]

Her voice, her smile, her enthusiasm have been much in my thoughts. What a pleasure it was to sit up late talking in a hotel room we shared, away from the distractions and demands of the convention, or at a table at an industry cocktail party; what a pleasure it was to see her anytime, how consistently cheering and affirming she was, the obvious interest and pleasure she took in other people and their pursuits and achievements. She interacted with a rare directness and curiosity and eagerness. When I talked to Pat, I was pulled out of cruise control into an engagement so genuine that it always took me a little by surprise. She made interactions matter. She made moments matter. It's very hard to accept that she's gone.

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[remaines.livejournal.com]

I can't get over how many people Pat touched...in addition to her many friends, everywhere I go I run into people who met her briefly or knew her online or were acquainted with her in some other, often tangential way, and yet were deeply saddened to hear of her passing.

Her family didn't have a funeral but rather a celebration of her life, which Pat would have liked (except for being ticked that there was this great party and she didn't get to be there). It was good to be there, but I still felt the need for public, communal grieving. Been doing that with friends, and also a little online. (http://www.maines.org/2005/06/this-is-not-in-memoriam.html)

Pat was the greatest. I hope she realized how much she was appreciated and loved.