Hello Eden. I'm Jeff, the guy who bought that radio station with your mom at Smith Mountain Lake. I met her at the station we worked for in Madison; in fact, she hired me to come there as program director. 

Your mom loved radio and worked hard at it. She was creative and taught me many things. 

I'm so sorry to just now hear of her passing. My deepest condolences to you and your family. 

Oh, the Star Trek pic was taken at some thing she and I attended; maybe a theme park in Virginia? I think I have that same picture somewhere!

"It is easy to believe one is the first person, first human to set foot on this land. East and West meet in the golden sunset. Eternity and immortality no longer can be doubted." 

You are right Eden, the most perfect ending. Her life was many adventures, many "firsts" that pioneered life for her and others, including me, to not be afraid to tackle big tasks, big jobs that almost always seemed big, too big, certainly bigger than me, but always having that confidence, that knowing that things will not only work out, but be a huge success. Where East meets West, where we can savor and relish that victory of life in the golden sunset. 

Eden--Thanks so much for putting the memorial together. I was glad I could watch it from half way across the globe and am also glad you added the end of her musings about Bodega Bay here.

Terry

I knew Diane for almost my entire adult life. We met when she owned the radio station in Sauk Prairie and I was a young reporter for the newspaper in Baraboo, Wisconsin. That's when I met Eden too; she was 11. I am thankful I knew Diane as long as I did. I remember Diane as just being plain old fun. It didn't much matter what we were doing together, whatever it was if Diane was there it would end up being a good time with high jinks and laughter ensuing. This never changed and was still true when we were pretty old ladies stopping at a biker bar when I visited her in California. She was always ready for an adventure. The memory of her laughter is something I will always treasure.

She also acted as a mentor to me for my career which is something I truly appreciated back then and still do today and even got me a job at the Civic Center. She was the kind of person who looked out for her friends and would do whatever she could to help them. Unfortunately, there are few people of her caliber around. I miss her now and will forever.

Terry

We often shared “artsy”  advice, suggestions and findings. Hers were more fine tuned and mine less yet abstract and all over the place. I often thought that when I spoke, her silence and distant gaze meant she was processing my explanation of how I come up with the creations I’ve shared with her? Wheels turning? Regardless, she didn’t seem to mind. I appreciated the time and helpful tips she shared with me. Thank You, Diane.🌺🌼🌸

Missing you. 🎨