Tuesday, January 25, 2022
Lydia was such a precious friend. We first met at an academic conference and then a second time at another conference. We never saw each other again, but we wrote long letters full of our thoughts, dreams, concerns, and hopes. We shared literary insights, and she sent me CDs of music she loved. Her loss is immeasurable to me, and I can't imagine the magnitude of the loss to her family. She filled everyone's life with joy and beauty. She was an angel on earth, and as it said in Hamlet, "flights of angels sing thee to thy rest." Rest in peace, sweet Lydia.
Sheryl Mylan
