She was elegant and athletic. She skated and acted and golfed and bowled. She had a terrific rear end. She had a whole-body laugh and she almost always beat me at cribbage.
She scared the hell out of us with cackling witchy renditions of Fee-fi-fo-fum when we were kids, and let us drink whole milk from shot glasses. She let people be, but never seemed uninterested. She had a grace that made you want to slow down a little.
You could say two or three words that reminded her of a song and off she'd go. The woman's brain housed hundreds of songs and rhymes that only needed a tiny kickstart.
She was a remarkable woman who is going to be thoroughly missed.