I too knew Lucy through working together on the Waverley Writers Steering Committee. I remember her gentle voice with its lilting Virginia accent, and her zany sense of humor. She used to clip oddball news stories and make poems from them. Going through old copies of FRESH HOT BREAD, the Waverley Writers literary journal, I found, among her many more serious poems, one titled ?Be Careful What You Wish For.? It comments on a report in the London Times that astronomers have discovered a cloud containing enough alcohol to make an estimated 400 trillion trillion pints of beer. Lucy imagines 40 days of beer rain: ??reservoirs are overflowing and bleary-eyed housewives in floppy bedroom slippers complain about having to wash clothes with beer water. Even the cows give beer milk.?

Lucy was a dear friend and fellow poet whom I knew through Waverley Writers. We served together on the Waverley Steering Committee, where she acted as chair and held the meetings at her home for several years. She guided us with a gentle hand and always had an encouraging word for me and my poetry.