Sharon and Richard are one of the most interesting couples I have ever met. What I’ll never forget was the conference in Las Vegas when the members of our MSLA contingent received a mysterious email from Sharon instructing us to meet her and Richard at a particular address and time – and NOT to do our librarian thing and Google the address to find out what is was – to just show up. So, at the designated time, we found ourselves in a somewhat sketchy neighborhood at a Vegas wedding chapel, where Richard dressed in suit and tie, and Sharon wearing veil and a white, strapless dress (that she later shared was actually a long skirt, but on Sharon, it was a dress), proceeded to renew their marriage vows. Then Richard opened his laptop, launched his karaoke app and they sang (I bet can you guess) “Going’ to the Chapel”.
Few couples I know would take the risk of renting an apartment in Paris for a year, sight unseen, in order to be immersed in the daily life and culture of the city where they spent their honeymoon. It was such a treat for me and Rick a couple of years ago to join Sharon and Richard for dinner in La Marais.
Following Sharon on Facebook has allowed me to witness how carefully she maintained her relationships with old friends, former colleagues and students, and her travels to visit with many of them in person. The many accolades posted on her Facebook page, particularly from former students, are a testament to the impact she had on the people in her life. I always enjoyed seeing her photos of the annual trip to P-Town and looked forward to reading her Paris blogs. She was a great storyteller and always seemed to be at the center of a smiling crowd.
Sharon was a fearless risk-taker, open, edgy, accepting, inclusive and fun. She didn’t waste one second of the time she had here on earth. We read about how people later in life often regret not having travelled more or losing touch with friends. This can’t be said of Sharon. Hers was a life lived to the fullest, with no regrets or wasted time, and lots of love and laughter. We should all take a page from Sharon’s book: Carpe diem!