I was asked by Linda if I could post this tribute to my dear friend. I was sad to learn of this news . Beverly was so sweet and kind to everyone that got on her bus. I can just picture her and Roberta driving shuttle buses in heaven...if they have shuttle buses? Beverly joined the team at Indiana Grand in 2014 just two weeks before I switched from Security to Shuttle Driver. I knew when I first met her that we were going to be not just good co-workers but good friends as well. To my friend I say this...You were loved here on Earth and you are loved in heaven. I have no doubt in my mind that you will earn your Angel Wings very quickly and be a great Guardian Angel to someone. Beverly Bier "Gone on Earth but never forgotten in our hearts!" Rest in Peace my dear friend.

We love sister Beverley very much. We miss her.

I am so sorry that I missed you Bev. I was unaware that you were ill. It is some comfort to know that you had the best care anyone could ask for. Was one of your long-winded stories to the Rev about how some of us would hang out at your parents' Waffle House on I guess it was 30th Street? I went there with Mike Rosemeyer to learn my lines for a play I was in over endless cups of coffee. Your father running around in the background with your mom keeping an eye on him. I think there is a laundromat there now. One of my favorite adventures of all time was when the two of us drove my father's Mustang over to Clowes Hall for the Judy Garland concert, theoretically to see if we could get her to say a few words on tape for WBDG. So we went around to the stage entrance after the show. She seemed so small and even a bit frail. I couldn't help going over to the handrail as she made her way down to the ground and took her hand to help her down. No interview, but, oh well. Then for some unknown reason, on the way back home, we thought it would be cool to pick up that flasher barricade laying alongside the road, looking so lonely and discarded along 38th Street, and it punched a little hole in the ceiling of the car. My father was a little upset when he saw a yellow light flashing in the basement and he explained how it could have been dangerous to someone and he took it back for me. I was not surprised that you remembered that little adventure, too. But we live and learn, eh? And then we went years without any contact until Facebook came along, and we were somehow coaxed into helping Barb Harrell into planning our 50th class reunion. I loved the Ben Natural design the Rev made for our t-shirts. I always had planned to drive over to see you and the Rev one day but sadly kept putting it off. Maybe some other time and place. I bet that when you do your life review there won't be very many cringeable moments. Good job! Many people believe that death is not at all the end of things but a mere transition with nothing you need to fear. It was a great pleasure to have been privileged to know you. Thank you for all the wonderful moments you spent here with all the rest of us. And now, may you rest in peace.  Addendum: Went with Barb to visit Linda on Sunday, just a day after your birthday. Realized that you were six days older than me! Also found out that Linda, who grew up a block away from me, and I shared the exact same house number! Got to know you even better through the two ladies' conversation. Kept a coffee cup souvenir so that I will think of you every time I have a cup of coffee, which is often! You still plan to get that Judy Garland interview? Thanks for being you and for spending what time you could with us.

I was also in the class of 67. Bev was a dear friend and music colleague.
I caught up with her in Shelbyville and spent an evening with her other gay friends. We decided there must have been something in the water back then, so many of us discovered we were gay! I loved her dearly. Rest In Peace and rise in glory sweet Beverly. You live on in our memories! ❤️♥️

So sorry to hear of the passing of another of our classmates. Beverly was always a joy, seemed to always have a smile on her face and she will be missed. Sending prayers of comfort and peace to her friends and family

Prayers of peace for all who Loved Beverly. Remember her kindness, joy for life, and her beautiful smile. May your memories of happy times bring your comfort.

I graduated with Bev. She was always such a jolly person...always a big smile. Heaven will be a brighter place now that she is there. Rest in Peace, Bev.

Bev was the sweetest person that always greeted me with the words "Billy Coles! " with a big smile and a great big hug. She gave the best hugs that always felt like love. I loved to hear her laugh. She will be greatly missed by all who knew her. Rest now Bev. No more pain or suffering. You are with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. You will continue to be in my prayers along with your family and friends forever.

Bev,
You was a joy to work with. You were a hoot! Work will definitely not be the same. Glad that there is no more suffering. Forever a friend!❤
RIP

I briefly had the privilege of knowing Beverly. She was very kind and made me feel as if I'd known her all my life. Beverly's stories were very entertaining. Also, Beverly had a great sense of adventure. Beverly, you will be missed. But very greatful you are not suffering anymore. Enjoy your Heavenly home.

A loving sister forever in my heart!

Bev, have you ever known me to be short on words? Funny, huh? But, how do I put into words all that I'm feeling right now?

How do I explain the sadness I feel when I look into your bedroom that I just finished fixing up for you . . . that you'll never see? What words can express the profound loneliness when I look over at the beautiful new recliner I got for you . . . that you'll never sit in? Or, how silly I feel when I motion to that same chair and start to comment on something in one of our favorite TV shows? How do I describe the unjustified (but warranted) feelings of abandonment, the gut-wrenching grief over not being there for you, the coldness of aloneness...?

I keep screaming, "This is not how it was supposed to be!" And a still small voice whispers back, "This is exactly how it was supposed to be..."

I am so very thankful that I could call you my best friend and sister in Christ! "To be absent from the body [is to be] present with the Lord," the Bible says. What comforting words! You have finished your race, and now there is no more pain or crying, only absolute joy in the presence of the greatest Love the world has ever known!

That brings me so much comfort and peace . . . but I still miss you... I miss your smile, your laugh, your beautiful singing voice, that little dance you'd do sometimes on the way to your bedroom, and the way you'd drag a story on forever (and make me want to strangle you!). Now they, too, are made even more perfect in His presence, and now you'll have all of Eternity to tell your endless stories!

Until we see each other again, take care, my friend!