Monday, August 27, 2007

I just heard. I am crying.
Maxine Feldman and I went to the same college and shared stories of living in the same dormitory and having the same major in college- some 25 years apart. She told me stories of what it was like to the first openly butch student to break the dress code at Emerson College by wearing overalls into the scene shop. She was proud of me that I had started the first lesbian student organization at our school and that I often worked as the only woman on an all male tech crew. She was grateful to have blazed a trail and made a difference.
Maxine was my long crew co-ordinator in the Belly Bowl when I was a new kid fest worker in 1989. She was gruff and loud and butch and proud and I loved her immediately.
My heart goes out to her partner and family.
I look forward to grieving as I always do - through quilting. As Roar has announced the change in next year's quilt to be "Amazon Womon Rise", I will cry into the cloth and remember with love and fondness the best times that we had together. I will remember her, as I have each year since I heard her voice, when I rise as the amazon that I am.
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I hope it's not too late to say - Thank you, Maxine.
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Ruth Barrett wrote to Kay Gardener, upon Kay's death:
" I had to call Maxine today, Kay, and tell her that you died. How can anyone do that? She loved you so much. I told Max that several years ago you had asked me to facilitate your service if anything ever happened to you. Maxine asked me if I would sing Amazon at the service. You were the first person to hear it, and give her encouragement for it."
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Whenever I saw Maxine during the more than forty years we were friends, her face lit up as though I was the person she most wished to see right then. This was trrue for all her true friends. She made each of us feel special. Even when she was feeling poorly, it was showtime as soon as someone visited. It wasn't false. She did love us all and she made us laugh, feel loved and we, in turn, gaqve her energy and love.
After the 1960s, Maxine (she told me ten years ago that she prefered being called Maxine except by her closest friends) Maxx and I met up again when we moved to Mission Hill in 1995. We moved to Albuquerque over a period of several years in the 2000s and stayed family. Her health fluctuated dya by day, week by week, but she was always jolly and loving, very kind and supportive. I never saw her gruff, but Helen her dear partner who took good care of Maxx, confessed that Maxx did not suffer fools or phonies for long.
A light of 40 years has gone out of my life and I know others feel the same way. Maxx was a dear. I want to greet her again---"Hi darling, give me some sugar"---and get hugged by her.
Bless her.
Frankie Gene
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After the 1960s, Maxine (she told me ten years ago that she prefered being called Maxine except by her closest friends) Maxx and I met up again when we moved to Mission Hill in 1995. We moved to Albuquerque over a period of several years in the 2000s and stayed family. Her health fluctuated dya by day, week by week, but she was always jolly and loving, very kind and supportive. I never saw her gruff, but Helen her dear partner who took good care of Maxx, confessed that Maxx did not suffer fools or phonies for long.
A light of 40 years has gone out of my life and I know others feel the same way. Maxx was a dear. I want to greet her again---"Hi darling, give me some sugar"---and get hugged by her.
Bless her.
Frankie Gene
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