From Stuart Klipper

Hello,
I knew Cindy back in Ann Arbor. We went out together for a spell in the early 60s. She was one of those people who leave leave your mind. I just thought to look her up on the web and discovered that she's been gone now 3 years. A hard discovery to make. And saddening to learn that she had been ill for a long time.
I wanted to just post a token of my remembrance on the memorial site, hence this e-mail/
Only that I always remember her and out time with one another.
Stuart Klipper

a song from George Manupelli

For Cindy: A Song


When I was a young man
they shuffled the deck,
they dealt me a hand,
said, “That’s all you get.”

So I played my hand
one card at a time,
but never could figure
why the cards never rhymed.

              (chorus)

We’ll glide and we’ll swirl
till the band says we’re through,
still I will have had
my last dance with you.

Now if anyone knows
what it’s all about,
please tell me now
so I’ll have no doubt.

When they draw the dark curtain
and close the big door,
I won’t be wonderin’
if there’s anything more.

              (chorus)



Now I’m an old man,

hobbled and gray,

blind as a stone

with nothing to say



except to give you

these words of advice:

“Never look back,

never think twice.”



             (chorus)













Now there’s no light

at the end of the hall,

my memory’s all shot.

I’ve hit the brick wall.



But one cigarette

and one whiskey more,

and I’ll leave it all

on that empty dance floor.



            (chorus)



When the ashes are spread

and the last kind word said,

the committee agreed,

he made his own bed.



     (chorus variation)



We hugged and we kissed

till the music was o’er,

if I can I’ll be back

for one two-step more.



If I can I’ll be back

for one two-step more.



George Manupelli

from Pat Oleszko

she was truly a force of nature.

from Renee Baxter in Ann Arbor

Wow. I have been thinking of you non-stop since we last talked but especially yesterday. You seemed to be with me in every thought and move. I was at the studio and pulled down the box of items you gave me. I called and tried to reach you to see what glazes I should use to finish the few pieces up with. Never reached you but glazed them......as you had done others. Still I kept thinking of you....as if you were there.
I finally took a moment and looked you up on line finding that you have left that failing body (because your mind and spirit were not failing at all!) and moved on.

I feel cheated and so very lucky. I feel cheated because I didn't get more time with you. That I didn't get to hear more stories or tails of adventure. That we didn't get to work on that wall piece together. I feel lucky and fortunate to have spent time with you, playing in clay, listening to your lifes adventures, getting advice and tips. Adventures from golf, art, U of M, Ann Arobr Art Fair, California, Alaska, Hawaii and Mexico. My what a full life because I am sure those were only the tips of a major iceberg!

Cindy for such a small lady you were larger then life, you lived it to the fullest and shared so much. I know there were times when you were so tired and your lungs just won't cooperate the way you wanted yet you worked on your pieces for your sisters caregivers making sure you had something for each of them.

I will cherish the things you left me and I have displayed them proudly.

Thank you Cindy for your kindness, humor and for just being you. I will try to live up to just some of your spirit in giving and humor!

To Yoko....Thank you for caring for such a fabulous lady.

Renee
Ann Arbor, Michigan

golf w/ Cindy - in spirit

I took some of Cindy's golf balls out for 18 holes at Sharp Park in Pacifica, CA.  Jan 22, 65 degrees, beautiful day on the course.  I was hoping that some of Cindy's phenom golfer spirit (at 15 yrs)  would come to my aid but sadly, I struggled, even lost some of her balls - but I thought of her all day and had a great time!

a message from Steve Paxton

Dear Cindy, it was good.  The humor, the daring, the confidence, the strength, the style, the intelligence, the warmth, the faithfulness, and you your face your hair, indelible proportions, voice, work, depth. Good-bye, farewell, kisses, hugs, sayonara, and so long (but could it have been a little longer)
Miss You.

steve

nice pictures from Allan Schrieber