<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto">Dear, dear Geoffrey, Stuart and Elena<div>I can still hear Roxana's laughter</div><div>I have deep respect and love for both your parents. </div><div>For the last couple of days I have been remembering how Roxana facilitated the conversations that allowed international interns to get a stipend a long time ago. She was in the finance office. This happened in 1972. Strange that it should show up in my mind around the time of her passing</div><div><br></div><div>Also, they were standing in for Cyprian's parents at our wedding. They lead the conversation the evening before we were married at the rehearsal dinner when we presented our family document. </div><div><br>May you be well as you receive and appropriate the fullness of this transition. </div><div>I know Gordon prepared you for this. </div><div><br></div><div>Thank you for everything you did to care for Roxana</div><div><br></div><div>I hope we get to see you sometime soon in this part of the world. </div><div>Love,</div><div>Mary<br><div dir="ltr">Sent from my iPhone</div><div dir="ltr"><br><blockquote type="cite">On 29-Oct-2020, at 2:02 PM, James Wiegel via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:<br><br></blockquote></div><blockquote type="cite"><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8">“Marvelous”. So Roxana. <div><br></div><div>How was such a woman, such a human being created to live amongst us?? I am so grateful for her, so grateful for Geoffrey, for Stuart, for Elena. So grateful.<br><br><div dir="ltr"><span style="font-size: 13pt;">Jim Wiegel</span><br><div>
<p class="p1"><span class="s1" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">“The old dreams were good dreams; they didn’t work out but I’m glad I had them.” Robert James Waller</span></p></div></div><div dir="ltr"><br><blockquote type="cite">On Oct 28, 2020, at 12:06 PM, Roxana Harper via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:<br><br></blockquote></div><blockquote type="cite"><div dir="ltr"><span>After a severe case of shingles and diminishing physical and emotional reserves, Roxana Harper passed away in her sleep this morning as she wished: in her own bed, with her family surrounding her. When we asked her last night what she thought the afterlife would be like she answered, “Marvelous.”</span><br><span></span><br><span>Go with God, Mom, and be at peace. Know that you are loved.</span><br><span></span><br><span></span><br><span>-Geoffrey, Stuart, Elena</span><br><span>_______________________________________________</span><br><span>OE mailing list</span><br><span>OE@lists.wedgeblade.net</span><br><span>http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/oe-wedgeblade.net</span><br></div></blockquote></div><span>_______________________________________________</span><br><span>OE mailing list</span><br><span>OE@lists.wedgeblade.net</span><br><span>http://lists.wedgeblade.net/listinfo.cgi/oe-wedgeblade.net</span><br></div></blockquote></div></body></html>