Hap was a pioneering spirit. She learned to fly WWII trainers hoping to be a WASP, one of the women who flew stateside. After the war, she toured Scotland on a bicycle, staying at youth hostels. My own mother did the same thing at about the same time. These women may very well have met. Hap documented the trip on the same official youth hostel map my mom passed on to me. Hap framed her map, placed her photos around her route to illustrate the experience, and wrote a book about it. She skied, wrote, played viola, started a new career (technical writing) late in life, and nursed California jays back to health. Would that we all could live so well and fully. She clearly did a great job of raising her children, too.
Thank you to her son Brooks, Sharon, his wife, daughter Kate, and grandson Jason (in his kilt at the service) for your kindness. Blessings to all.
