Remembering my Aunt Dana

Dear Stephanie, David, Uncle Dave, George, and Hillary:

I wanted to express to you how much Dana meant to me. For as long as I can remember, she reached out to me; and each time I received a card or spoke with her, it was a welcome reminder of her love and support. I will never forget the sound of her voice, which I’ve always thought was so distinctive, particularly when she would greet me with her enthusiastic “Oh Hi Marc!” She would somehow infuse so much warmth into those simple words, that I always felt she was truly happy to see and visit with me. It meant a great deal. That was a quality that Papa had. I can hear her voice in my mind and hope I always will. Although our visits became less frequent since I moved out West, I’ve always felt her support and kindness from afar.

Your mom had such an appreciation of beautiful, natural settings, along with her love of animals. I think of her when I travel, knowing she loved the adventure of visiting new countries and cultures. I’m so glad she was able to see Africa last year, and that you all shared such an amazing trip together. When I was in Japan last year, I distinctly remember thinking of Dana as I walked through the Imperial Palace East Gardens, knowing she, in particular, would appreciate such a beautiful setting. I wrote her about my trip and she replied with such enthusiasm and excitement; saying she was thrilled I had the occasion to visit a new culture and beautiful part of the world. It reminded me of a time years and years ago when we all went to a Chinese restaurant for dinner. I was just a little kid and had ordered a hamburger or something else mundane. She chastised me a little for not trying something new and different, and told me never to be afraid to try new things and experience different cultures. Well, that must have stuck with me, since I seem to always seek out new travel adventures and have woven that into my career, as well. She was a positive influence on me and so many others.

There are a handful of people in my life that always cross my mind when I’m admiring a magnificent natural setting, whether it’s the view from a summit hike or spectacular sunset over the ocean. They are the people who I know would appreciate the natural splendor; the people you think of when you say “I wish they could see what I’m seeing right now.” Stephanie, you’re one of those people for me and your mom is another. I’m sure I will always think of Dana in those moments of tranquility.

My Aunt Dana was a person of exceptional kindness, warmth, and joy and I will miss her very much. I take comfort in knowing hers was a life well lived, filled with much love and joy.

Love, Marc Diemer