In 1997 I worked at Camphill Village Kimberton Hills and had the immense luck to end up sharing a house with Carol and Tom. Both Carol and Tom had a huge influence on my life and my husband’s life (Andrew). I learnt how to weave and to make things out of wool, something I still love doing today. I learnt how to cook from Carol (and the Enchanted Broccoli Forest cookbook) and how to improvise with a recipe. I learnt how to preserve produce, use leftovers, recycle, and navigate community life. Carol exerted authority and liked order but also displayed real warmth and care behind her strict persona. We had amazing conversations - she was a really well-read, intelligent person - and it really was a delight to form a close friendship with somebody from a different generation. Hearing about such a richly lived, unconventional life was incredibly inspiring to us as young adults. I loved Carol’s sense of style – her beautiful hand knitted jumpers and leggings with felted clogs of beautiful greens and blues. We all shared a lot of laughter that year - she had a good sense of humour. It was also a delight to get to know her son, Sebastian, who she shared a passion for theatre with. Her creativity was truly awesome and so was the care that we saw her give every day to the other people in the house – Jana, Ben, Mike and John. She had so much love to give to everybody in Helios house and made a true home for us all, even when we were far away from our families.

I came to the NewSchool in 1973 and was there I met Carol and Tom along with herchildren . They welcomed me in with caring and loving arms . It was here that I was given the opportunity to learn a life style of teaching and learning how the human soul can grow and flourish. And was then that I became part of a caring world . And so I have brought these leasons into my own family and for all the students later in my life . As there has been no greater gift that has touched my life than that of knowing and learning from Carol .
My your name be blessed .
Buzz Johnson

Carol had such an influence on the direction of my life. I first met her when I was 16. I volunteered at Cincinnati Country Day in the new Montessori program as part of a high school social studies project. Carol greeted me at the classroom door, with a handshake, a smile, and her full attention. I knew immediately I was in a special place with a special person. She showed me how to see, how to move among children, how to take a nature walk, how to peel an orange. She taught me about priorities and freedom and being mindful and present. She saw me, and she accepted me. On Monday mornings at The New School she shared the smell of the weekend’s campfire with us. We buried our faces in her jacket and took deep breaths. We saw the smile on her face, a smile born of pride in her efforts to live sustainably on a mountain in Kentucky. And then she would gather her books and papers and sit down in the little kitchen to share the wonder of letters and words with anyone walking by, with anyone noticing the joy in her eye, and anyone willing to pull up a stool. Carol is with me every day, and so many others. Love to all her family.

Hi Vicki, blessings and our deepest condolences to you and your family. Your mom had a full life! I didn't know so many of those things about her. I'm sure you or Tom could tell us what a yurt is. And, I love that your mom achieved not one, but two masters degrees! And that she did weaving. Our paths crossed yet again when I found out Carol and my mom were living in the same rehab. I would always walk by her room and she would smile and wave at me. We will surely arrange for some American Chestnut trees to be planted in her honor and memory.
Love, Diana and Harry