The first thing I remember thinking about Mary when she joined our book club was that she was really going to class up our act. She had such a regal presence. She could easily have been one of the Royals of which she was so fond.
The second thing was that she elevated our selections. When the discussion deteriorated to silly banter, she got a look. Like having a university professor give you that stare for a ridiculous answer.
Mary, thank you for your wonderful patience with us and your uplifting friendship. You are so missed.
—Beth Mentzer