My U.S History Professor in 1982-1984 has recently passed.

She was 97 years old. She was a life long Democrat who loved talking history and politics. She was chairwoman of the history department at Nazareth College of Rochester, New York. She was also my advisor and Dean of Students while I was there. She rose even higher in the ranks through the years.

One of my strongest memories of her was one day when I was late to class. Usually we all dressed fairly well, but I had been up writing a paper for my European history professor until 2:00 a.m. I over slept and when I saw it was late, I just threw on a college logo sweatshirt and jeans, and ran to class. She had already started teaching, and gave me an angry glare when I walked in.

She didn't even give me time to get off my backpack and sit down, before she asked me a question on the reading assignment from the previous day. I answered correctly. She looked at the rest of the class, and said, "well at least someone read the assignment, even if she was late in getting here."

I remember when class was done some of my classmates said, "there is no way you had time to read that stuff last night." I said, "I didn't." I just got lucky because the paper I was writing for the other professor was on the exact same topic about Word War II, and had come across what she was asking about in my research.

Great Lady. She will be missed!