When Ruth called (or I'd call her when I had some time), I'd stop what I'd been doing and settle down to enjoy a nice long conversation. She was so well versed and read, knew about so many issues and held such noble ideas. And before the conversation ended, we'd always find something to loved her giggle.
You'd see Ruth, cane in hand, at environmental meetings in the area. She wouldn't say a lot at these meetings, but she'd go home and work behind the scene. And she'd get on that phone to friends and officials.
I was heartbroken when I learned she'd suffered hypothermia after a possible fall outside. Yet, I believe a smile must have crossed her lips as she died sheltered by and leaning against a Douglas fir tree.
We'll all miss Ruth Douglas, her love of life, her caring, her conversation and her giggle.
laugh about. She had a wonderful sense of humor. She'd get so tickled, I
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