Every neighborhood has a soul, (or the lack of one). Mary helped define and enliven the soul of our neighborhood since she moved here in 1976. It might be hard to believe but I knew her when she had nothing to do with children OR cats, but she learned to adore both. She was a remarkable, adaptable and creative being who lived many different stages and incarnations of a human life with grace and humor. A rare gossip who never had an unkind word about another.
Daughter, businesswoman, wife, mother, teacher, thespian, wit, raconteur, writer, mentor, gardener, confidant, citizen and neighbor: gone this February morning. Mary Burton, January 1914-February 2009. I know she needed to go and the time was right, but we're going to miss her.