I spent several years as a social knitter, meeting weekly with other knitters locally. That ended some years back, but that didn't mean losing contact with everyone. Last year, Helen reached out, and because COVID is still here, we made a weekly Zoom appointment. We even managed to show up mostly on time most weeks. Occasionally, we even knit. We never did get the weather and our schedules to accommodate a time to sit outside and knit together.
Last night, I checked Feedly and saw there was a new post on her blog. It was a death announcement. So, no more Zoom with Helen. She is survived by her mom, two brothers and aunt, and while I never met them, got to learn a good bit about them over these past few months. She is also survived by her husband and three sons. I only ever met the younger two when they occasionally accompanied her to knit nights, but learned a lot about all three and her husband over the years. My heart goes out to them.
I don't know how to try to sum up Helen in a few words, so I thought I would share some pictures. Turns out I don't have but one where you can see her. She's in the aqua shirt helping people untangle yarn in a Barnes & Noble cafe. The pale blue lace crescent was a present I made for her when she had heart surgery. The skein of handspun was yarn I spun for her for recovery from that same heart surgery. The cashmere was yarn I used to knit for her. The viking get up was something she knit for Franklin Habit when he came to our LYS for his 1000 Knitters project.
