Katie and I were lucky to get to know Doreen. We’d missed
her in 1988 when we had a cousins reunion in San Francisco. That was
disappointing since I’d always enjoyed Doreen when both of our families lived just a few miles apart on Long Island in the early 1960’s. So I was happy when we connected
later. We had her over to our house and made quiche, thinking that would work.
That made Doreen laugh from her heart, very graciously. Later, Doreen came and
cooked for us – first (and last?) time we had tofu as main course! She reached
out over the years – also helping us when we planned a trip to Ireland in 2009,
telling us of cousin Cliona’s Zoom memorial service in Dublin a few years ago,
comparing notes on old O’Sullivan unclaimed bank accounts, meeting me in
Manhattan at her workout place and taking me to the Abbey Theatre. She always
connected with our kids, and remembered what each of them was most interested
in. We remember her doing Yoga Tai Chi with the 3 kids. We even got to go on a double date with Doreen – we went to the
Metropolitan Opera and then had dinner with Doreen and her friend, probably 15
years ago. Last time I saw Doreen was almost 3 years ago, when my daughter Meghan and I took her out to a Korean restaurant in NYC. A fun time!
We did not hear of Doreen’s suffering until 2 days after she
passed. It made us very sad and we wish
we had helped her. She was always gracious and warm and encouraging. She had a
goodness about her, and somewhere still does. We will miss her and remember her
very fondly.