I have many years of memories of Letitia. Some I treasure the most are somewhat recent. Occasionally I would pick Letitia up at St. John’s, and we would go to Harborhouse on Milwaukee’s lakefront for lunch — a favorite spot of hers. She loved the high barstools! We had lively conversation and wonderful food. She was always so genuinely herself — open, warm, steady, gracious, hospitable. I miss her. And Dorcas. What a blessing to know them.