11.18.1929 – 05.28.1994
My Great Aunt Gladys launched my career as an oral historian. She bought me my first audio recorder so that I could interview her about her life before she chose to end it. Gladys had dementia and did not want to stick around as it progressed. Saying good-bye to her was a monumental experience. I can still hear her singular voice, her delight in rebellion. Glady’s daughter, Meryl Natchez wrote about her mother’s death here.