Thanks to everyone who joined us, even in the cruddy weather. While Alicia’s high school English teacher was reading selections from To Kill A Mockingbird, there was a break in the rain and then an unexpected gift appeared…
It was captured by someone who was on their way to the service and shared this picture. The accompanying email read:
Emily took this picture as she was walking up to Alicia Parlette’s public memorial service this evening. Synchronicity? Coincidence? No. Faith and Love.
I took this yesterday as we were cleaning out her apartment – one of the notes Alicia kept taped to her bathroom mirror. I like to think she’s in glory now.
[glawr-ee, glohr-ee]
–noun
(emphasis mine)
Written by Penni Gladstone, the San Francisco Chronicle photographer whose pictures of Alicia were part of Alicia’s Story.
Wait Alicia, don’t go, we still have to get another gelato to eat. When we were in Italy we would indulge every day sometimes twice a day. While in Florence I followed her as she and her friends danced in the street, and danced down a flight of church steps.
Laughing, smiling, overall bright and cheerful. This is how most of us think of Ms. Parlette:
I stumbled across this blog post today. I don’t know who writes the Garden Lust blog, but it’s cute.
The author wrote a sweet, brief note about Alicia and used one of the best pictures of Ms. Parlette I’ve ever seen. I think Alicia had this up on a social network somewhere…anyway, here it is:
Alicia Parlette 