Richard L. Gregor

So sad to hear about Mickey's passing. We spent some great times together at Swarthmore. She was always up to go on an adventure, be it sailing or a car rally. She is missed.

Emily Albrink (Hartigan)

Oh, expletive.   Mickey came to some of the early reunions [and made the effort to come to my wedding in 1971 in Wisconsin, a real gift] and was a deeply earnest if shy soul.  A caring, gentle woman who tried to be in loving relationship to good conversation, good friends, good ideas.  I had so hoped she would be at the reunion, and I  am just ..... well, just so sad.

Lynn M. Etheredge

Mickey made special cotributions to our Class as class Secretary for many years, connecting with us and editing the class notes about our lives in the College Bulletin. I'll miss not seeing her at our 50th. Lynn E.

Nancy Bennett

 This posting was sent to me by the friend above.  I am reaching out to see if he would appreciate condolences.  He says he was not a daily friend but obviously cared about Maureen/Micky. NB

At Swarthmore she was often the organizations Secretary, she wrote well.  IF you were in the Organization, U knew her, and she knew you.

was firmly attached to New England - why she stayed out here, with few or no contacts, I will never know.   It became a life of few pleasures.

We were only friends, nothing more, and she never married she was 66 when she passed and slowing down.  Personality always smiling

      Back in 1968 ((??? ) she and Swarthmore friends hiked the entire Application  Trail.   The Euopean Trip was through Swarthmore Program.    

I knew her for the last 10 years, out here in Portland.  She moved out here with dreams of furthering her Medical Carrier, I believe she was on staff locally here, with Kaiser Hospitals.  She had aspirations of more schooling and opportunities.  She had extensive friendships with Swarthmore Alums - may be classmates that went on to Administrative Positions in the  New England / Boston  Baltimore Area   {( not familiar with your NE Geography )}.   She put a big effort to be a continuing part of their lives.   Xmas exchange of greetings had importance regardless of the years.

She got a  full scholarship to go to Swarthmore, and while there took a year, with other students for a trip to Europe, and especially Greece.  An avid reader,  and lifelong learner, she kept trying, and dreamed of better opportunities,  especially as her health faded, and she became dependent on her walker and cortisone. 

She had an extensive Xmas list of Swarthmore friends she sent cards, and birthday cards to.  I estimate well over 100 names most from contacts at Swarthmore.  At Swarthmore and being the secretary of a student  organization she was known as "micky"  ( as in Micky Mouse)

The reality is the recession hit, and she was very unprepared  $$$.   Her mother ( close) had passed years earlier;  Only her Father was surviving - US Army retired, then a Lawyer for the Federal Government.  Relations with her father were always strained.

I enjoyed her smile and ever-present humor, despite the ongoing burdens of age<<<<

Her favorite sweatshirt - it's in Latin Script but means "  I  THINK THEREFORE I AM "

Nancy Bennett

Maureen/Micky's friend is named Michael Korte.  His email is as follows:  michaelkorte1@gmail.com

I'm sure he would appreciate hearing from any of you either in condolence or inquiries about Maureen.

NB

Eleanor Morse

Mickey was a gallant soul, and I'm so sad she's gone. I will remember bright times with her. In her memory, I'd like to try to be more aware of those people around me who aren't blessed with a safety net. 

Emily Albrink (Hartigan)

Ellie Morse's comment adds to an email from Katie Bode Darlington:  can we do something to commit as a class to be aware of and responsive to any other classmates who are less fortunate in retirement?  I wish I had known of Mickey's dilemma, and am confident many of us would be glad for the opportunity to share.

Daniel Botsford

Please let me endorse Ellie Morse's and Emily Abrinks's recommendations. I have been extraordinarily lucky in my years since Swarthmore to have followed an adolescent-imagined career in medical neurology that has also allowed me to retire comfortably. I never thought I would be talented or educated enough to do it, especially after my years at Swarthmore intimidated me, surrounded by the luminaries of you, my classmates. It has only been since then that I have occasionally felt qualified to be in such company, and general shyness has kept me from reaching out to members in need or straits I have at times been aware (though mostly not) that those among us less fortunate than I have been blessed with. One way of validating my membership in this class of mostly fabulous people, including Mickey whom I did not get to know well personally, (although from her early- reunion oral memoire of personal trials, I was aware of distress), would be to be available personally and financially to privately or anonymously extend a hand to those less fortunate. My guess is that Ellie and Emily's posts in memory of Mickey are shared by many.

Barbara S. Gard

Once long ago, Mickey, traveling with Ray McLain at the time, met my husband and me part way through a camping trip to hike the length of Isle Royale, reached by ferry north of Duluth. Mickey brought along all manner of pancake mixes and other sundries to please and sustain us. The guitar was the first off loaded. Her delighted smile at the adventure remains still vivid now, along with sorrow that Mickey was so often determinedly trying to carry too heavy a pack.