Lisa was another band mom at the high school. Unlike me, she’d been through band-mom years before, and she taught me the ropes. We saw each other at concerts and volunteering with marching band. We roomed together on the band trip, taking 200 teenagers to Orlando. We co-chaired the sectional jazz band festival for two years. We called each other “Lucy” and “Ethel,” famous for getting each other in over our heads.
After our sons graduated high school, we didn’t spend as much time together, and we weren’t as close. But she is still very dear to me.
In 2011 I made a quilt for her using some “I Love Lucy” quilting fabric I found. She’s used it a lot over the last few years, and even more since the middle of 2017. In June that year she was diagnosed with Stage 4 colon cancer.
She’s spent a lot of time in treatment and in recovery. She went back to work, and last Friday she was able to retire.
Monday she was admitted to the hospital. In late fall she was told the cancer had reappeared. Of course it was never fully gone. Treatment options are limited at this point, but they’ll investigate the possibilities.
This is the quilt I made for her. It suits her now better than ever. She is irrepressible, my Lucy/Lisa.