October 7th, 2008

Constance Rooke, 1942-2008

I didn’t know Connie very well, but she always hugged me when we met, which I think might go some ways towards describing how kind she was. And though I knew she was ill, she always looked so beautiful that I never quite believed it.

There’s an obituary in the Globe, among other places.


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